Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 811 - 810: Central Continent

Chapter 811: Chapter 810: Central Continent

All things in the world, the fortunes of the human path, wealth, mindset, lifestyle, and so forth, all follow a single law, which is ’change’!

Nothing in the world remains the same forever. You were penniless yesterday, but that doesn’t prove you will always be penniless; you are the Emperor today, but that doesn’t mean you will still be the Emperor tomorrow.

The Emperor of the Saint Dragon Empire has changed. The young prince who had inherited the great authority only served as a puppet emperor for three years before he died. It was said that he died of a sudden illness, but there were also rumors within the palace that the young emperor had died suddenly while consorting with a palace maid at night.

Many different versions of the story circulated, but the truth was he had indeed died, and as the teenager had no offspring, the Higgins King naturally took over the unified empire.

After serving three years as the Regent King, the Higgins King finally achieved his long-cherished goal of sitting upon the Dragon Chair, changing the national title to Higgins and naming the year of his accession as the first year of the Higgins era.

Along with the unification under the Higgins Emperor, another piece of great news arrived. It was rumors among the commoners that to the south of Southern Continent, Earth Immortals had come to offer their congratulations to the Higgins Emperor’s coronation, so suddenly the Mainland was abuzz!

As we all know, East Sea, Southern Continent, Western Wastelands, and Northern Wilderness are desolate lands with scant human presence. For thousands of years, numerous virtuous experts have ventured on expeditions in search of other human tribes, yet all of them either died on the way or vanished without a trace!

For over five thousand years, not a single person, not even those who had Crossed the Tribulation, was able to traverse these Four Mysterious Wastes. First, because these four regions are too vast, boundless to the point where a lifetime of human effort could not explore them to the end. Second, because there are too many Demon Cultivators in these lands, the deeper one goes, the more massive the Demon Cultivators become, making it impossible for even the Tribulation Crossers to fly across these Mysterious Wastes.

But now, to the south of the Southern Continent, Earth Immortals had unexpectedly arrived as guests, and not just one but six.

Once this news spread, the entire Mainland was in an uproar. So, there were worlds beyond our Mainland, and those worlds also harbored humankind—our kin!

Many high-ranking officials of the Saint Dragon Pavilion hurried into the palace, and the leaders of the Ten Major Sects also rushed into the Royal Palace, along with a few reclusive extraordinaries who entered the palace as well.

However, over these three years, Earth Immortals continued to emerge like a wellspring, with all the leaders of the Ten Major Sects stepping into the realm of Earth Immortal. Even Zayn Reid, the Saint Dragon Pavilion Sword Holder, Koen Zuck, the number one marvel of the world, and two elders from within the palace, as well as several notable figures from the populace, all achieved the status of Earth Immortals!

So many individuals achieving Earth Immortal status was also owing to the visit to the Immortal Mansion three years prior, where those who entered the inner palace of that Immortal Mansion received blessings bestowed by the mansion’s master.

This was the rumor that spread among the people. As for the nature of the blessings bestowed, outsiders could not know, but it was precisely because of such blessings and enlightenment that they were able to safely Cross the Tribulation and go on to achieve the supreme state of Earth Immortal!

In just a short span of three years, eighteen Earth Immortals had emerged, propelling the Mainland into its most prosperous era, an epoch of seeking the path to Immortality!

At this very moment, in the grandest Royal Palace Hall of The Saint Dragon Imperial City, Capital City, with a gentle breeze blowing and cicadas chirping, sat the Higgins King in the Council Hall, adorned in a robe embroidered with a Five-clawed Golden Dragon, wearing a Purple Jade Crown upon his head and an Emperor Sword hanging at his waist... No, he should now be referred to as the Higgins Emperor!

The Higgins Emperor was currently beaming, gathered together with the world’s mightiest figures.

The eighteen Earth Immortals of the Mainland and the six great Earth Immortals who came from south of the Southern Continent were all seated in the hall, and apart from these individuals, only Leah Erickson was considered a minor character; no one else could approach within ten paces of the Royal Palace Hall.

"You in the Saint Dragon Continent know this place as the Central Continent, as you are in the very center of the five continents. However, your land is the most isolated, since after the ancient times ended, the Mainland experienced a major earthquake. Following that quake, the lands around the Central Continent became exceedingly suitable for Demon Cultivators to thrive and reproduce, which gradually led to the segregation of the Central Continent by Demon Cultivators. Moreover, the ancient teleportation formation here was destroyed, leaving you isolated, unaware of the outside world!"

"Of course, over countless years, many virtuous and esteemed individuals have come to your Central Continent. However, this place is hardly suitable for living because the Spiritual Energy is extremely scarce here. It’s hard for those with greater powers to emerge, and as time passed, we from the Four Directions Continent gradually forgot about your land!"

At this moment, a cultivator in a blue robe spoke confidently in the hall. This cultivator was also an Earth Immortal, a Second Level Earth Immortal, with inscrutable depths of cultivation!

"Frankly, your land is too barren. The entire Central Continent has only eighteen First Level Earth Immortals. To speak the truth, we find it hard to believe!" the blue-robed Earth Immortal said, continuously shaking his head and sighing.

His words seemed to sting those present in the same way, feeling that his words were difficult to hear, as they were obviously laced with disdain for them!

"Then may I ask Mr. Ning, how many Earth Immortals does your Southern Continent have?" The speaker was Koen Zuck, who had just become an Earth Immortal—a true prodigy indeed. Three years ago, he was still in the later stages of Mahayana, but three years later, he became an Earth Immortal on land. There were rumors that during his Immortal Tribulation, which involved surviving the endlessly lethal Tribulation, he managed to cross it, but he still chose to become an Earth Immortal, and no one knows why.

"How many?" Upon hearing Koen Zuck’s words, that blue-robed cultivator, Mr. Ning, chuckled dumbly, then shaking his head, he said: "To be completely honest with everyone here, I don’t know the exact number. However, just within ’Palmer Gate,’ there are 327 Earth Immortals. Ten years ago, the number was over nine hundred. However, due to the war with the Demon Clan ten years ago, we lost seventy percent of our Earth Immortals, and this is just the number within my Palmer Gate. On the Southern Continent, Palmer Gate is considered a second-rate sect!"

"What?" Upon hearing Mr. Ning’s words, everyone gasped sharply, and even a few hands began to tremble!

"The Spiritual Energy here is much too scarce, and resources are also terribly lacking. Upon arriving here, just the first breath of your continent’s Spiritual Energy was enough to make us feel nauseous. To be honest, even the pigsties in the homes of ordinary people where we come from smell better than here!"

"Ah... of course, I’m not trying to belittle your place, I’m just stating a fact—it really isn’t suitable for cultivation here!"

"Then, may I ask Mr. Ning, what is the level of the most powerful Earth Immortals in the Southern Continent?" Master Blackwell asked, clasping his hands in respect.

"The most powerful Earth Immortal is, of course, a Twelfth Level," Mr. Ning said proudly.

"Twelfth Level?" Everyone took in another deep breath. How powerful must a Twelfth Level Earth Immortal be?

"Is Twelfth Level considered high?" Mr. Ning looked down on the crowd with a condescending gaze, then shook his head; his meaning was clear—you are all nothing but frogs at the bottom of a well!

"Could it be there’s a Thirteenth Level?" Koen Zuck asked coldly.

"Haha, in this world, everything is possible. Enough of the idle talk; after enduring a long and perilous journey through mountains and waters to reach your Central Continent, I come with a request for Emperor Saint Dragon!" Mr. Ning bowed to Higgins King.

"You may speak freely!" Higgins King said with a faint smile.

"Palmer Gate wishes to establish a sect on the Saint Dragon Continent, and we seek Your Majesty’s permission," Mr. Ning requested, bowing deeply.

"Oh..." Upon hearing Mr. Ning’s words, everyone present was dumbfounded. They had just belittled their land drastically, even likening it to a pigsty, and now they intended to establish a sect in this so-called pigsty?

What were these people up to? What was their real intention?