In the Southern Wilderness, the years were tranquil. With Jiang Chen stationed here for so long, this land of turmoil once again welcomed stability.
Within the secret realm, Jiang Chen's Yang Spirit manifested, forming a Water-Fire Furnace that melted all things without limit. What it refined within was Sleeping Mountain True Lord's remnant soul. As time passed, his form grew ever more indistinct, faintly transforming into a sphere of light.
At a certain moment, as Sleeping Mountain True Lord's final trace of resistance vanished, spheres of light were refined by Jiang Chen from his divine soul. Perceiving this change, Jiang Chen's dormant thoughts stirred back to life.
"Layered Mountains Continent, Sleeping Mountain True Lord, Divine Dao Founding, Sinfire Sacred Venerable... So that was it. So that was it..."
Gathering Sleeping Mountain True Lord's memory fragments, Jiang Chen finally gained an exceptionally clear understanding of everything concerning him.
"Mountain-Chasing Dao was also an overlord of a continent, but compared to the Impermanence Sect, it fell far short. They had founded their sect only several thousand years ago, and throughout the generations, they had possessed only one True Lord to oversee it. By this generation, their inheritance had been completely cut off."
"Of course, compared to Yuhuan Continent, Layered Mountains Continent was inferior in every respect. Its environment was harsh, its mountains poor and waters treacherous, with demons and fiends arising in abundance. Many barbarian tribes lived there. If Mountain-Chasing Dao had not stepped in to open up the land, it would likely still have been a savage wilderness."
As his thoughts collided, Jiang Chen's mind churned without end.
Of the world's twelve continents, Yuhuan Continent was not the strongest, but it still ranked near the forefront. Layered Mountains Continent, on the other hand, was nearly at the bottom, even inferior to