The words were few, but the information within was plentiful.
For example, information about the Old Land.
And information about the two factions.
Wang Sheng knew, to enter the Newborn Land, the strong beings in his starry sky must also belong to these two factions.
But whether entering the Newborn Land was to live a second life or to seek methods to break through to a stronger realm was unknown.
"You mentioned two factions, and logically, breaking through would be the most reasonable, so why is there a second reason?"
Qing Xiao shook her head: "I don't know either, I only know that a strong being once hinted that in this starry sky, it's impossible to break through above the Twelfth Realm. It's said this is also the origin of the name Old Land, but that's too far from us. Thinking too much is useless; such matters can only involve those in the Twelfth Realm."
No, even those in the Eleventh Realm are qualified—as corpses.
