Dillon shook his head in response. “Nobody knows. The truth is, the extremities of the four major regions-East, South, West, and North- are all shrouded in mystery. Each region is ensconced behind impenetrable shields, preventing any exploration beyond. Thus, what lies beyond the confines of the southern region remains a mystery to all.”
He added with a slight smile, “There’s a tale of a formidable individual who reached the Immortal Realm but found himself unable to ascend further to become an immortal. Driven by curiosity, he sought to breach the shield and explore the unknown beyond. However, his venture ended tragically, leading to his demise. Since theh, few have dared to entertain the idea of venturing beyond the shield, content with the mysteries that lie within the known realms.”
As Jared absorbed this information, a realization dawned upon him. The notion that the end of the Ethereal Realm was a shield hinted at a grander truth-that the entire realm might be the creation of an immortal being.
Contemplating this, Jared envisioned the cosmos as an intricate chessboard in the eyes of the creator, with countless worlds and stars merely pieces in a cosmic game.
The power of an immortal extended far beyond the confines of mortal comprehension. He could shape and obliterate worlds effortlessly.
As Jared’s strength grew, so did his perception of the vastness and intricacy of the universe.
Jared wondered about the extent of his father’s capabilities at that moment.
“Mr. Chance, please, don’t even think about venturing there. Everything I’ve told you is the truth.” Dillon assumed that Jared was curious when the latter didn’t respond.
As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat. If Jared really did want to venture to the far reaches of the southern region and attempt to cross that shield, it would certainly spell disaster.
“Rest assured, I have no intention of taking such risks.” Jared offered a reassuring smile.
As Jared and Dillon were engrossed in their conversation, the airship descended onto the square of Pathfinder Sect’s branch.
Stepping off the airship, Jared surveyed a bustling crowd of cultivators, mostly young ones, milling about the area.
The distinguished architecture of Pathfinder Sect loomed prominently over the small border town, a testament to the sect’s considerable wealth.
“Mr. Chance, ever since Lunarius Palace set up a reception center in Southedge City and news spread about the stunning beauty of its disciples, this place has seen a surge in activity,” Dillon remarked, watching the cultivators coming and going with a sense of wonder. “Our sect has certainly benefited from this influx. It’s quite remarkable how the city has transformed from its quieter past.”
Jared found himself perplexed. Why has Lunarius Palace set up a reception area, and what’s the purpose of bringing people specifically to the palace? Is it merely to find partners for the outer circle’s disciples?
Despite his curiosity, Jared chose not to delve deeper. His primary objective was to retrieve the Demonia Stone and return home. As for Lunarius Palace’s motives, Jared decided not to dwell on them.
Upon disembarking from the airship, several individuals dressed in Pathfinder Sect attire promptly approached them.
“Mr. Sawyer, you must be exhausted. Did everything go smoothly this time?” A tall, fair- skinned disciple of Pathfinder Sect respectfully addressed Dillon.
“Yes, there were minor hiccups, but overall it was a smooth journey,” Dillon replied with a faint smile. Glancing around, he observed, “It appears there are significantly more cultivators in Southedge City than before. Could it be that Lunarius Palace has unveiled another holy maiden to draw such crowds?”
“Not quite,” the disciple explained. “Lunarius Palace recently announced the discovery of an immortal’s tomb in the extreme polar regions. However, the location is exceedingly perilous. Thus, Lunarius Palace seeks partners for their outer circle disciples to venture forth together. This time, however, they’ve implemented a series of trials. Only those who pass these trials can select a partner for the journey to the polar regions. This unique approach has attracted a larger crowd than usual.”
“If I didn’t have the weight of being a branch manager on my shoulders, I’d jump at the chance to visit Lunarius Palace,” the disciple quipped.
Jared observed the person before him with interest. He hadn’t anticipated such a young disciple to be the person in charge of Pathfinder Sect’s branch.
No wonder this guy has the guts to joke around with Mr. Sawyer like that!
