The Desolate Ancient Danger Zone? Upon hearing this, Ye Xiu's voice tightened slightly.
Just from the name, it was clear this was an extremely dangerous place, filled with perils.
Master Mo nodded, his gaze deep and profound. Excluding the Nine Domains of the Central Plains, there were a total of ten dangerous zones within the Two Continents. Each dangerous zone contained abundant fortunes, though of course fortune came hand in hand with danger - the greater the fortune, the greater the danger.
The reason it was called the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone was that countless years ago, a shocking great battle had taken place here. Legend said that the Desolate Ancient Holy Lord had been surrounded and attacked by three top Holy Lords, and in the end, the Desolate Ancient Holy Lord self-destructed and perished together with the three great Holy Lords, falling in this place.
Ye Xiu's eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly.
Holy Lords were on the same level as the Heavenly Origin Holy Lord, the strongest in the world!
Such figures had actually fallen here, moreover perishing together with three Holy Lords!
To think that one person alone could fight three Holy Lords, this showed how terrifying the Desolate Ancient Holy Lord's strength was!
Master Mo continued, The Desolate Ancient Holy Lord was the strongest swordsman of his time! He possessed the seventh strongest physique amongst the tens of thousands of physiques, the Indestructible Nine Revolutions Sword Physique! Even compared to the Heavenly Origin Holy Lord's Star Saint Physique, it was only slightly inferior. Master Mo's voice trembled.
In other words, the Indestructible Nine Revolutions Sword Physique ranked seventh!
The Star Saint Physique ranked second!
The Indestructible Nine Revolutions Sword Physique was comparable to the Star Saint Physique!
This was also one of the most powerful physiques in the world!
After all, any physique that could rank in the top ten were already heaven-defying physiques.
Moreover, the physiques that could rank in the top ten were mostly quite close in power. The real difference lay in how much the cultivator could bring out their physique's power.
Master Mo continued, After the Desolate Ancient Holy Lord fell here, countless fierce beasts were born in this region. Of course, it also contained countless treasures and curiosities - the place where a Holy Lord fell could gather all the essence between heaven and earth.
It's said the Desolate Ancient Holy Lord's Desolate Ancient Saint Sword is also here, but in these countless years, many powerful experts have entered the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone yet returned empty-handed, unable to find the whereabouts of the Desolate Ancient Saint Sword.
One must know, the Desolate Ancient Saint Sword is acclaimed as the strongest saint weapon, second only to divine weapons!
Hearing this, Ye Xiu breathed out a hot breath.
His eyes lit up with a dazzling brilliance. It seemed this Desolate Ancient Danger Zone truly contained enormous fortune.
Ye Xiu's fists suddenly tightened fiercely, and a burst of energy ripples spread out. He said resolutely, The Desolate Ancient Danger Zone - it looks like I must go!
Master Mo's gaze became extremely solemn. He said, My disciple, it's not that I don't want you to go, but the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone is far too dangerous. Not just you, even I or Lord Nine Immortals wouldn't dare easily venture deep inside.
Ye Xiu said resolutely, Don't worry Master Mo, I know my own limits.
You said earlier that to become a true expert, one must undergo trials of life and death. My goal is to become a true expert, so how can I not dare to explore such danger zones?
The Lone Saber Invincible was able to use his sword heart to fearlessly rise from an outer sect disciple to the strongest holy son of this generation.
Although he had cheats, if he wanted to survive in this world where the strong reign supreme, he still needed to undergo the same trials. Only through baptism by fire could one break and rebuild themselves - this was the unchanging truth through the ages!
Master Mo sighed heavily. He said, If you're set on going, disciple, just remember to never venture deep inside the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone.
Ye Xiu nodded. Don't worry Master Mo, I know my limits.
When are you planning to go to the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone? Master Mo asked.
Ye Xiu looked at the bright moon in the sky and said, Tomorrow.
But before that, I need to visit the Holy Star Tower and Tianyuan Treasure Tower first.
After saying that, Ye Xiu soon left for the Tianyuan Treasure Tower.
Not long after, at the Tianyuan Nine Immortals Palace.
Gu Zui Wei's beautiful eyes flickered. She asked the kneeling Master Mo, Ye Xiu is really planning to go to the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone tomorrow?
Master Mo replied, Yes, my disciple wants to train at the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone for the next month. No matter how I try to dissuade him, he refuses to listen. What should we do?
Sister, the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone is one of the ten Great Danger Zones. Even with our strength, if we encounter some danger there, our lives could be at risk, let alone Ye Xiu. Xue Yao said worriedly.
Just as everyone was worried, Meng Ling's starry eyes were filled with resolute determination. Let him go. It's only natural for Ye Xiu to want to go.
Experiencing true danger outside is the best thing for him right now.
He can only experience such crises outside Tianyuan Holy Palace.
He only has two months left. Also, the Tianyuan Holy Pond Baptism is in a month. If he really undergoes training and tempering in the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone, I believe with his talent he can improve tremendously. Perhaps...
A dazzling brilliance lit up in Meng Ling's eyes. He will far exceed our expectations.
Since he wants to experience these things, we masters can only let go and allow him to do so. Otherwise, over-constraint will only limit his heaven-defying potential.
At this time, Mu Yuxue stood up and said, I agree with big sister. Big sister is right. Ye Xiu's potential far surpasses our imagination. Experiencing life and death trials is not necessarily bad for him.
One cannot live too comfortable a life. Too comfortable a life will ruin a person instead.
Su Yan said coolly, That's right, but we can't let him go alone. That would be far too dangerous.
The Desolate Ancient Great Danger Zone - we absolutely cannot let Ye Xiu go alone.
Someone must protect him in secret.
Mu Yuxue continued, Then I'll go.
Meng Ling nodded. That's good, but unless absolutely necessary, do not make a move. Otherwise, things may backfire.
Don't worry big sister, I know my limits. Mu Yuxue said.
Meng Ling's starry eyes lit up, seeming to be filled with endless anticipation.
I hope this experience at the Desolate Ancient Danger Zone will truly benefit you.
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