The Primordial Continent seemed boundless, far larger than what Xiao Hua had seen within the turbulent currents of time. Over several decades, Xiao Hua had led the Ink Jade Kirin through many places, witnessing quite a few Secret Realms of the Primordial Continent and gathering many rare flowers and unusual herbs. Not only was Xiao Hua utterly unable to distinguish those strange plants, but he also did not dare approach those Secret Realms rashly!
For whenever they encountered such a place, an exceedingly dangerous aura would first arise from within the Secret Realm. Before Xiao Hua could react, the Ink Jade Kirin would already retreat. Born in the Primordial Continent, the Ink Jade Kirin possessed an innate instinct to seek fortune and avoid disaster; it knew where it could go and where it could not!
When faced with such circumstances, Xiao Hua generally did not force the issue. He first had the Ink Jade Kirin remain where it was while he cautiously ventured deeper. Yet most of the outcomes were the same: if the Ink Jade Kirin could not enter those Secret Realms, neither could Xiao Hua. Pressed by that dangerous aura, Xiao Hua often had no choice but to abandon his advance! Although Xiao Hua knew that such perilous auras came from the Secret Realms themselves, and there might not necessarily be any formidable foes inside, his current strength was only around the ninth grade of Yuan Force. Before the secret realms of the Primordial Continent, he did not even count as an ant. Of course, these explorations had not been useless. Xiao Hua had tempered his will and broadened his horizons. This was the Three Great Continents, something Xiaoyu Continent did not possess.
Yet several decades of experience had only left Xiao Hua increasingly puzzled. He had encountered