"This Holy Land, entering it is indeed fraught with peril; less than thirty percent who enter make it out alive. You must think it over carefully," the Sage of Xuanbei said to Chu Fengmian, speaking indifferently.
"However, as your mentor, I still hope that you will venture inside, for the myriad mysteries of this Holy Land are beyond even my comprehension."
Huh?
Chu Fengmian was somewhat surprised to hear this from the Sage of Xuanbei.
He had thought that this Holy Land was probably an ancient ruin of some kind, and that its mysteries should have already been unraveled by the Martial Victory School and the four major forces.
But now, to hear the Sage of Xuanbei speak, it seemed that even he could not fathom the wonders of this Holy Land.
The Sage of Xuanbei was, after all, a saint; many of the Nine Domains' secrets were trifles to such a being.
But now, with the Sage of Xuanbei speaking in such a manner, it seemed as though the Holy Land hid even more within.
