In this world, once martial cultivators opened their eighth Meridian Gate and reached the God King realm, they had already reached the limit.
After that, they had to enter the Immortal Dao Bridge, step onto the Other Shore, and journey to a higher heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Xu Zimo could basically confirm that whether in terms of powerful experts or the continent's size, the Eternal Continent was a world smaller than the Yuanyang Continent.
He had spoken with Mo Thirteen before. At the time, Mo Thirteen had been in the God-Demon Battlefield of the Eternal Continent.
He had followed the patriarch of the Black Demon Temple from the God-Demon Battlefield to the Yuanyang Continent.
If Xu Zimo wanted to reach that Devil Race relic site, he first had to find the God-Demon Battlefield.
Xu Zimo spent an entire afternoon swiftly finishing the thick book.
He could not claim to understand the Eternal Continent particularly well, but he at least knew some basic common knowledge now.
After setting down the book, he decided to visit the Martial Arts Hall again.
After all, his current identity was that of a Taixiao Peak disciple. He had to learn a few Taixiao Peak Meridian Techniques for it to make sense.
After leaving the Book Pavilion, Xu Zimo passed by that ancient towering tree.
The old man beneath the tree slowly lowered the book in his hands, looked at Xu Zimo, and said, "That brat from old thief Lin's family."
Xu Zimo turned around and looked at the old man in confusion.
"I'm talking about you. Has the sun risen in the west? Why have you come to the Book Pavilion under this old man's care?" the old man asked.
"Can't I read?" Xu Zimo replied.
"You? Reading? Go ask the disciples of Taixiao