Deep within the Cold Sea Continent.
Lay the vast, boundless Netherfrost Sea.
This was where this continent of the True Source World had gotten its name.
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Immortal essence filled the sea, its waves rolling endlessly.
Beneath the cold mist that lingered year-round lay untold secret treasures left behind by those of ages past!
Across the three continents.
Countless founders of Dao lineages had gained the means to establish their sects by salvaging a treasure from this sea.
But though opportunities abounded.
The sea's demonic beasts were equally renowned for their ferocity.
Even Fortune-Mastery Realm True Cultivators dared not cross these waters without caution.
Only the legendary Dao Source True Lords could stroll through them at leisure, relying on their overwhelming divine abilities.
Even now.
This Cold Sea remained synonymous with treasure and opportunity.
Some True Cultivators nearing the end of their lives, fearing their legacies might fall into unscrupulous hands, would also place their cave abodes within the sea, leaving various trials for future generations.
And at this moment.
On a huge island deep within the Cold Sea.
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An azure cave abode hovered over the center of the island. Its outer restrictions had been broken, revealing an ancient, majestic gateway.
Through the gateway, rolling mountains and rivers could faintly be seen.
An immensely vast world lay within!
Outside the cave abode.
Three enormous platforms stood imposingly.
A water dragon with bared fangs and outstretched claws coiled atop each platform, guarding the cave abode behind them.
Watery light flowed through their bodies, their scales and claws sharply defined, as though they might come alive at any moment!
Farther out.
Treasure ships inscribed with profound Dao patterns arrived one after another.
Prodigies from the various factions of the three continents had come upon hearing the news. The Guardians behind them