Great Sen World, Upper Forest Fort.
Hum!
As the Two-World Gate hummed, Zhao Ting, the Nascent Soul True Lord guarding it, could not help focusing his gaze, envy hard to conceal within him.
The war to conquer Great Sen World was nearing its end. Those cultivators who could now travel through the Two-World Gate were anything but ordinary; most had come to reap the fruits of this world's conquest.
"Lunar True Venerable Gu Qinghan!"
"True Venerable of the Yang of the Sun, Li Dongbin!"
Seeing the two figures before the Two-World Gate, Zhao Ting hurriedly suppressed his thoughts and stepped forward to bow, not daring to show the slightest neglect.
Unexpectedly, the two merely gave him a faint glance before vanishing without a trace. They had most likely gone to the refinement sites prepared by the Immortal Alliance's higher-ups.
What a pity he had failed to use this opportunity to establish some acquaintance with them.
Zhao Ting pressed his lips together. Though somewhat disappointed, he knew such important figures were beyond his reach.
Just then, the Two-World Gate trembled again, revealing another figure: Chen Beiwu, who had crossed between worlds.
"What dense wood-aspected spirit vigor!"
Chen Beiwu's eyes shifted slightly. He discovered that this heaven and earth seemed on the verge of collapse, showing signs of things reversing upon reaching their extreme.
"Na!" (The concentration of heaven and earth spirit vigor here is even more terrifying than in the Southern Wild Region!)
As a plant spirit, Xuele immediately noticed something amiss.
Both places had fourth-tier spirit veins, but if the concentration of heaven and earth spirit vigor in the Southern Wild Region was five, then here it was ten.
This disparity could not be summed up as a simple doubling. They were practically on different levels; one could even say