Jiang Hao thought for a second and shook his head.
"I can't disclose much. That place is the abode of someone, but you can rest assured, as that person isn't fond of interfering with the mechanisms of this world."
Jiang Hao knew that Yao Ying wasn't someone who would care about what happens to this world. He also understood why the main consciousness asked—after all, it was formed by the wills of top mighty figures, and in this dimension, it might be the strongest entity. Yet even with its strength, it wasn't able to see through the mist covering that mountain.
That alone was enough to make all the consciousnesses wary, because unknown variables could become dangerous at unwanted times.
When the main consciousness heard Jiang Hao's words, it understood what he was implying. The person living on that mountain didn't belong to this world.
How terrifying. They didn't even know when such a person had arrived in this world.
