The group of young cultivators flew beneath the clouds. One of them, a handsome youth around twenty, smiled and said: “Everyone says that Endless Land is extremely dangerous, a place ruled by the beasts. I don’t think this is true at all.”

A different one wearing a blue topaz crest tying up his long hair said with disdain: “We can’t trust the seniors completely. They become more cowardly as they age and keep telling me that flying above Endless Land is courting death. We’ve flown for several tens of thousands of miles now and not a single attack happened. Just alarmist nonsense.”

“Haha! There were dangers though, we got attacked more than ten times but my spear easily dealt with those beasts.” A slightly older youth waved his bloodied spear around with an arrogant expression.

“First Brother, the Junior Ancestors don’t mess around, it’s best...