The Lost Continent-Zhang Ming

Li Yan did not notice that after hearing him say that he only knew of one way to leave the Lost Continent, Zhao Min's eyes flickered slightly before immediately returning to normal.

Zhao Min parted her red lips again.

"I have found some other possible routes. They may work, but they are far too dangerous, and no one knows where they ultimately lead.

"However, they probably do not require the protection of Nascent Soul cultivators.

"That would be the Black Devil Race's 'Divine Road.' It is a strange region from which the Black Devil Race invades other realms, a place where they continuously attempt to open passages to other planes.

"Even the fissure at Demon Cliff that leads to the Desolate Moon Continent should be there. When those devilish fiends and devil soldiers passed through the fissure back then, they did not need the protection of high-level cultivators!"

"What exactly is the Divine Road?" Li Yan asked doubtfully.

Zhao Min then told Li Yan in detail about the information she had uncovered. The more Li Yan listened, the brighter his eyes became.

"To think such a place exists. The Black Devil Race's 'Realm-Shattering Pearl' is truly without equal under heaven.

"Though it is Black Devil Race territory, and danger still lurks beyond measure, if we can obtain more information on the Divine Road and make every preparation, entering it may not be impossible!"

At the same time, he felt fortunate that Zhao Min had been able to enter a super sect such as the Holy Demon Palace. Information of this level was absolutely beyond the reach of a cultivator like him.

According to Zhao Min, she had been permitted by the Supreme Elder to consult the information in those jade slips. This showed just how high the level of secrecy