Huo Hai had never had access to such things before. His cultivation had been too low, and without anyone backing him, how could he possibly have known? Many first-rate powers did not even understand what this world truly looked like.
It was like when Huo Hai had first arrived in the Central Domain. He had even believed that each of the Eight Gates had only one or two Spirit Gods. Now, it seemed reality was indeed different from what he had imagined. He did not know how many there were, but there certainly were not few. Without high-level Spirit Gods supporting them, the Eight Gates could never contend against those top-tier powers of the Central Region.
The core secrets of this world were gradually unfolding before Huo Hai. Unfortunately, even Gold Blade himself did not know much about such matters. That was perfectly normal; after all, he was only a Spirit Saint.
Without truly reaching the Spirit God Realm and entering that highest circle, one could never truly learn its inner secrets. Regarding such matters, most Spirit Saints could only make guesses based on the scraps that had spread outside.
The elders of their own Sect would not tell them either. "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Even our Gold-Earth Sect's Spirit God ancestor is basically never seen." Gold Blade was somewhat depressed. He was, after all, a Spirit Saint, yet he still could not see those old fellows. He had no idea what they did all day. That circle was simply too mysterious.
"If you want to go to the Purple Sun Sect, that is not much of a problem. But entering the Central Region will be troublesome. The blank zone between our peripheral Eight Gates and the Central Region is actually extremely dangerous, even for us."