As she spoke, a nervous look flowed through Xing Tong's eyes.
Because when it had last opened, she had still been very young—one could even say she had only just been born. Back then, when she encountered such a matter, it was like encountering a legend; her eyes had held nothing but yearning and longing.
Xing Tong clenched her fists. "The last opening of the Forbidden Spirit Dao Palace could only be described with the words 'flourishing age.' Countless races gathered on Jiyuan Continent, and the struggle that followed was a blood-soaked tempest. It was utterly chaotic. Precisely because the competition had been so disorderly, none of the races gained any particularly great benefits. As for the Spirit Sealing Dao Ancestor's secret within the Origin Land, no one obtained it either. Therefore, the various races later established rules: only Early Heavenly Mandate Realm experts and those below the Early Heavenly Mandate Realm could enter the Forbidden Spirit Dao Palace. This was to prevent too many incidents from arising, making it difficult for the races to clean up the mess."
"After all, you and I both know that once one's cultivation surpasses the Early Heavenly Mandate Realm, it becomes truly difficult to suppress them once they make a move," Xing Tong said.
Yang Chen nodded. He could imagine some of the chaos of those battles.
At the same time, he was rather curious about who this Spirit Sealing Dao Ancestor was, and exactly what the Forbidden Spirit Dao Palace contained.
He did not know the mysteries of the Origin Land, but for it to drive all races so mad, the Forbidden Spirit Dao Palace surely contained something worth exploring.
Of course, Yang Chen was not someone who would blindly rush in so easily. He said, "Below the Early Heavenly Mandate Realm...