A solemn air now hung outside the Black Fortress, built jointly by the Five Great Civilizations in Radiant Space, where daylight never ended.
Beneath the bright sunlight, the Black Fortress built by the Five Great Civilizations took the shape of a vast hemisphere. Its black coating was no ordinary material. Light fell upon it and was absorbed outright; its pure blackness seemed to suck in the gaze of anyone who looked at it.
Around the fortress, five kinds of creatures with strikingly distinct appearances waited silently at its entrance.
Powerful auras radiated from them, and nearly every one was a Seventh-Level lifeform.
The creatures guarding the fortress stared toward the horizon, their eyes glimmering with hope.
Though the Mystic Realm was a world easy to enter but difficult to leave, the deeper one ventured into its layers, the more the rules changed. After reaching the Sixth Layer, anyone seeking to enter an even deeper space had to possess a Spatial Core as a token.
After all, the Mystic Realm's purpose was to weed out the strong by this method. Without a certain level of life, reaching a deeper space would be useless.
If there were no restrictions, those powerful Eighth-Level lifeforms would have long since exploited the properties of Mystic Realm Space to venture into deeper layers.
The trials one had to endure to obtain a Spatial Core were precisely the Mystic Realm's tests.
The Five Great Civilizations had arrived in Radiant Space tens of thousands of years ago, and had been searching ever since for a way to obtain its Spatial Core.
Several months ago, the Five Great Civilizations had finally acquired the Spatial Core of the entire space through a joint operation!
Though the team had yet to return, the contest among the Five Great Civilizations had already