Towering mountain ranges rose and fell, yet this place was shrouded in an immense energy that could not be ignored. This was the entrance to the ruins left behind after the fall of the legendary "Creation Saint."
Wei Jiangyuan stood atop a cliff with an open view, his black robes snapping in the turbulent currents of energy.
He narrowed his eyes, sweeping his gaze over the sea of people below and the core region farther away, where the energy fluctuations were at their most violent. The corners of his mouth curled into his usual carefree, roguish grin.
"Wow, there are so many people!"
"The influence of the Dou Saint Ruins really is no joke."
Yan Yu stood slightly behind Wei Jiangyuan. As a talented young man personally nurtured by Xiao Yi Xian, he too was filled with indescribable shock. In the Medical Poison Valley or Starfall Pavilion, he had always been among the outstanding younger generation. Yet now, standing at the heart of this vortex where countless top forces from the Central Plains and even the Beast Region had gathered, he truly understood that there was always someone greater beyond oneself, and a sky beyond the sky.
"There are already no fewer than ten Dou Zun-level auras around us, and those are only the ones in the open. There are probably even more hiding in the dark. The competition is likely to be extremely fierce."
"Good eye, but don't look so gloomy. Maybe, in other people's eyes, we're the ones they can't afford to provoke." Wei Jiangyuan patted Yan Yu on the shoulder in consolation.
This Dou Saint Ruins had drawn the attention of numerous Central Plains factions as soon as word spread that it contained countless treasures. Moreover, because the ruins had initially been protected by a fairly strong