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.

then, when those warriors came, the stations they belonged to would

galloped in and out of the city, welcoming the talents from their forces who participated in the selection. In front of the city wall, figures with killing intent loomed like gargoyles of old. With

He 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 the city who could see through her disguise. As a result, she couldn't go to the Third

his original appearance. Anyone who looked weak, such as a child or an old man, wouldn't fit in here, and he would attract more attention if he did that. After

men in the city were the monsters that guarded the

It was an ancient array of heaven and earth, which ensured that all creatures who walked through the array had to show

this array was to prevent the devil race left on the continent from entering inside. They couldn't come in under a

all eyes gravitated towards him. They were all curious about

"That's Ricky!"

at him as if to recall who he

becoming the Misty South Palace's core disciple, it will be difficult

to do anything to me

said in reassurance.

you, such as shattering your meridians with an invisible power. They can do

may have their tricks, but I have my own

confidently

are still alive. It looks like the

astonished to see Ricky as if he had seen a

it was not appropriate for a

He doesn't care whether I'm alive or not after the fact. After all, I am just a spiritual emperor," answered Ricky. "I'm sorry but I already gave him the inheritance. I have nothing to

true? That man

point, a saint couldn't help but join the conversation. The man was suspicious, though.

I'm not lying.

the saint did, that would be a

can you tell us what he looks

you tell us, we might be able to

taken from you. It should belong to the