"See that? This is the foundation of our Heavenly Sword Sacred Land. Those worldly people consider invaluable treasures, yet here, they're everywhere. We could pull a hair and bury a dozen cities from the mundane world with it. Without entering the Holy Land, one will never know how high the sky really is."
Jin Bo glanced at Zhong Lin, speaking with immense pride.
Zhong Lin nodded; indeed, this reasoning was sound. However, he still felt that the riches within the Holy Land had little to do with the person in front of him. No matter how grandly they spoke, it was still someone else's.
Of course, he couldn't voice this, so Zhong Lin just concurred. The young man in front of him found it very pleasing, and Zhong Lin even feigned a tone of envy to inquire about some secrets of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land unknowable to outsiders,
They talked as they walked forward, gradually revealing a massive plain amidst the distant mountains, upon which stood a majestic city.
