Immortals had once seemed terribly distant and mysterious to Wang Ba.
Yet now, as his cultivation advanced and time passed, those legendary beings were so close to him.
At the thought that an Immortal from the Second Boundary Sea might very well be sharing this space with him at this very moment, a peculiar feeling could not help rising in Wang Ba's heart.
But then he grew somewhat puzzled:
"An existence like the Lord of the Boundary Sea clearly stands above the Boundary Sea Origin, so why has no one in the Third Boundary Sea ever mentioned him?"
World domains such as the Cloud-Heaven Realm and the East Lapis Lazuli Buddha Realm had produced Mahayana cultivators in an unbroken succession, and Immortals had even returned to them, yet they had no records of this Lord of the Boundary Sea either.
This genuinely surprised him.
He wondered whether it was because he was now a true spirit; his thoughts were tangled, and his mind soon turned to other matters:
"They're clearly Immortals, yet they feed on the true spirit fish of Third Boundary Sea cultivators... It seems I was right before. Even the Second Boundary Sea is no safe haven."
Wang Ba's feelings were complicated, but he was not surprised.
Even if the Second Boundary Sea differed from the Third Boundary Sea and had abundant resources to squander, wherever there were people, there would inevitably be strife.
Everyone had different beliefs and ideas. One person's honey was another's arsenic-that was the principle at work. This was especially true of cultivators: anyone who cultivated to the level of an Immortal invariably possessed a steadfast Dao Heart, yet no two people's Dao Hearts could be completely identical. There would always be someone who wished to impose their ideas on others, and conflict would