The woman realized that the guardian seemed to hold some sort of interest in what she was after.
"It has begun to call out, why are you stopping me?" she asked with a confused expression.
"It does not call to you, for you are not fated." the guardian responded.
The atmosphere became dense with pressure, neither side was willing to budge from their position, if this fight was truly to take place it would bring ruin to a majority of the subcontinent.
"You and I are both within the spiritual awakening stage, how haughty of you to claim you can see through fate."
"You speak only of cultivation rank, yet you have not even condensed your soul. If you were the golden wielder of heaven's will I may have let you pass."
The woman gritted her teeth.
"You would risk retribution from the Demonic Alliance Of The Night Continent?"
"Would they dare risk aggravating the Union Of Ten Thousand Swords for the sake of one inheritance?"
