Two days later, in a dense forest on an old mountain in the desolate north of the Tevat Continent, tens of thousands of people gathered here.
Figures moved about, and the gazes of everyone present stared at the 100-meter-tall spatial rift in front of them.
The enormous spatial rift seemed as if it were hanging down from the nine heavens, and it was pitch black and deep. It emitted waves of terrifying and violent fluctuations that caused one's heart to palpitate.
Within the black rift was a faintly visible violet colored ancient door that was tightly closed. Various ancient talisman markings were inscribed on the door, and they flickered with flowing light.
"Is that the mystic realm where the Immortal Sword Sect is selecting disciples?"
