The legendary warrior

The southern desolation area was the outermost area of the outer region. It was a desolate place, filled with more yellow sand than people, and its overly hot climate was unbearable. The rain came few and far between as if it was summer all year round.

An isolated peak surrounded by strange stones stood tall, and the entire area radiated an abundance of primitive auras.

No force dared to establish their headquarters there.

That was because there was a vast passage in this place that connected it to the Devil Land. Although all forces hated the devil race and all of them would fight if they had to, no one on the continent wanted to be the first in line when the devil race attacked.

From afar, the horizon was an endless yellow line, extending as far as the eye could see. Besides that, there was nothing else.

But when Ricky walked further into the area, he found a yellow ancient city in between the southern desolation area and the invisible space.

At such a close distance, the ancient city seemed so high that it was soaring into the sky. Its length could not be measured, as it looked seemingly endless like a giant chaotic dragon crossing the whole southern desolation area. In other words, the ancient city was like a boundless world.

Countless cracks and traces of battles peppered the ancient city's walls. An experienced and sensitive warrior could probably sense the ghosts of those previous battles on their Soul Seas. They were battles of life and death that were fought to the end.

Powerful arrays were imprinted around the city, protecting it from harm in every direction.

The ancient city, in its opulence and majesty, deserved to be the center of the Middle Land.

On the gates of the ancient city, four words were engraved.

"The Third Sheol City."

These words left no doubt in Ricky's mind. This was the Third Sheol City! It was a large passage between the continent and the devil race, which meant that the city would be the first barrier to guard against the devil race.

Normally, besides the elites of the major forces who guarded the city and the warriors who came to cultivate, almost no warriors strayed to the southern desolation area. However, this time was different. Since the Misty South Palace's selection would be held here, the entire area was lively with curious audiences and excited participants.

Saints were also in attendance. They appeared one by one, leading their disciples who would be participating in the selection. Basically, all the Sage Level forces had their own stations in the city.

The forces that didn't have any stations were still welcome to join. They only needed to go to other forces, who had their own stations, and they could propose a partnership between them.

when those warriors came, the stations they belonged to

participated in the selection. In front of the city wall, figures

had returned his appearance to its original form. As for the Evil Mandragora, even though she could hide her evil spirit well, there were too many saints in

an old man, wouldn't fit in here, and he would attract more attention if he did that. After all, the people who came here were all powerful and smart.

were the monsters that guarded

a special array had been placed at the city entrance. It was an ancient array of heaven and earth, which

was to prevent the devil race left on the continent

the city, all eyes gravitated towards him. They were all curious about him because they knew that this young

"That's Ricky!"

At first, people only looked at him as if to recall who he was.

bad for you, you know? If you don't succeed in becoming the Misty South Palace's core disciple, it will be difficult for you to get

me here. The worst

Ricky said in reassurance.

shattering your meridians with an invisible power. They can do that

that. They may have their tricks, but I

Ricky confidently

you are still alive. It looks like the man who

He looked astonished to see Ricky as if he had seen a

kept quiet, as it was not appropriate for a

inheritance. He doesn't care whether I'm alive or not after the fact. After all, I

true? That man

saint couldn't help but join the

sir. I swear, I'm not lying. The inheritance isn't with

believe him. If the saint did, that would be a thorn of his side.

what he looks like?"

be able to help you get

have been taken from you. It should belong to