There was a huge mirror gate in front of them. It was the entrance to the Dimensional Blessed Lands. The Federation had found the entrance to the Dimensional Blessed Lands through a coordinate crystal. At this moment, a few young people were lying unconscious at the entrance.
Huge and strange celestial bodies could be seen in the sky here. Some of them even seemed to be quite close to the surface of the earth, at the end of the horizon. It was as if one could just walk to the edge of the sky and jump to the planet.
The surroundings were quiet and barren. Even if it extended to the end of the horizon, there was still nothing to be seen other than the huge mirror gate. This was how the Fifth Dimension was. It was too vast, and there were too many desolate places like this.
It was unknown how long the few young people had been unconscious. Suddenly, a ray of light lit up in the distance, and a man with a silver glow all over his body strode over from afar.
His steps were not fast, but the distance covered by each step was exaggerated and frightening. It was as if he was riding on the clouds. His figure had just appeared at the end of the horizon, but in just half a minute, he had already crossed dozens of kilometers and arrived in front of the mirror gate.
He was wearing a well-ironed uniform that seemed to be the style of the Federation's military. However, there was no Federation military badge on his chest. Instead, there was a silver figure. It was a very strange mark. Upon closer inspection, the figure was in a sitting posture, but if one looked at it, the figure seemed to be moving.
He quickly walked to the mirror gate and stood still. Looking at the few unconscious young people on the ground, a trace of regret appeared in his eyes. "It wasn't easy for them to be sent here, but so many have been eliminated."
"Senior Brother Zhao, this is already not bad." A gentle voice suddenly sounded beside him. "I heard that there were more than 30 people sent from Earth this time, and only four or five have been eliminated. The quality this time is not ordinary. Senior Brother, you have to go easy on them later."
Turning around, Zhao Kunlun saw a girl standing beside him. There were also faint dimensional fluctuations around her that were rather faint. If not for an expert like Zhao Kunlun, he would not have been able to detect them. Clearly, she had just passed through the dimensional space and arrived here.
This woman was extremely beautiful. She was dressed like an aristocrat from the ancient times. She wore a low-cut lace dress and a tight little waist, which made her curvaceous, making her look incomparably sexy. However, her face looked incomparably delicate, not at all seductive. She was like a saintess from the immortal world, making people revere her. In addition, her entire body was faintly emitting a silver light, giving people a delicate, noble, and otherworldly temperament.
She was both sexy and delicate, an incomparably contradictory combination, but they complemented each other on her body, not making people feel that she was out of place. She had the face of an angel and the figure of a devil. This was the kind of woman that described her.
Zhao Kunlun chuckled and nodded at the woman. Before he could say anything, both of them suddenly felt a powerful force pressing down from the sky. Following that, a sturdy figure fell from the sky like a meteorite crashing to the ground.
Boom!
Although the geology of the Fifth Dimension was special, the entire ground instantly caved in, stirring up a lot of dust.
"Brute!" Zhao Kunlun smiled faintly, and a wave of soul power was released from his body. Those flying dust particles that rushed towards him were directly pushed to the sides of his body.
Helen smiled and raised her left hand slightly. A sparkling and translucent mirror of energy ripples instantly took shape in front of her. It was as if she had opened a door to the void. All the surging dust shot into the mirror of energy ripples and directly disappeared.
When the dust dispersed, an extremely burly man appeared in front of them.
This man was more than three meters tall, and his entire body was emitting a dazzling golden light. However, he was not an expert at the Heavenly Soul Stage. If one looked closely, they would discover that the golden light on his body came from the special colors of certain parts of his body. His left forearm, his entire right hand, his left thigh, his right chest, the sole of his feet … and even his two eyeballs were actually made of golden 'metal'. However, it did not seem like an ordinary mechanical transformation because the 'metal' parts actually had muscle patterns. Furthermore, as his body moved, the 'metal' parts could also move and change subtly like ordinary muscles. Unlike cold and stiff metal, it was rather active. Other than the special color that indicated that it was made of 'metal', it was basically no different from a normal human body.
The man clearly heard Zhao Kunlun's words and laughed unconcernedly. "Zhao Kunlun, you're still so sissy. Junior Sister Helen, remember to look for me when you need a dual cultivation partner."
Helen smiled slightly and did not mind his words at all. "Senior Brother Russell, our cultivation directions are different, so there's no benefit for us."
The man called Russell shrugged and retracted the golden light on his body. Zhao Kunlun frowned. "You're still asking for a beating with your mouth."
"Since we have nothing to do, let me see if you old fogeys have made any progress!" Russell curled his lips indifferently.
"Senior Brothers, if you have any ideas, it's best to settle them in the Holy Land. It's better not to be impatient with this mission." Helen chuckled. "There aren't many easy and well-paid jobs like this. If you mess it up once, there won't be another chance."
Zhao Kunlun and Russell stared at each other and understood the situation. However, it was not the first time that they had disliked each other. They were all elites of the same generation, so naturally, they would not give in to each other.
All three of them came from the Holy Land, but they belonged to different cultivation directions. They each represented three different forces in the Holy Land — the Tyrants, the Mystic Sect, and the Sparta Clan. This time, they were here to receive Holy Disciples who were qualified to go to the Holy Land.
The Holy Land had always been above everything else. Most human experts in the Heavenly Soul Stage would choose to cultivate in the Holy Land. Under normal circumstances, only those who had not broken through the Life and Death Gate would return to Earth to retire. The so-called Federation and the 10 Great Families were indeed inseparable from the Holy Land and were inextricably linked. However, it was naive of the 10 Great Families to think that they could exert their influence here, especially among the three forces. The Tyrants and the Mystic Sect were basically out of the 10 Great Families' reach, and the Sparta Clan was relatively better. After all, there were many disciples from the 10 Great Families. However, once one reached this level, one's state of mind and vision would be completely different. Both sides also had a tacit understanding that the Holy Land would not participate in the internal disputes of the Federation, but it would ensure the safety of the Federation. After all, it was the foundation of humanity.
As for whether the Federation wanted to influence the Holy Land, it was probably just wishful thinking. After all, this was a world where absolute power ruled, and there was a set of rules. Moreover, the pursuit of those who had reached a certain level of strength was completely different from the pursuit of the people in the Federation. The only thing that could be upheld was that everyone was human and came from the same bloodline. No matter how high one's strength was, this could not be avoided. The reproduction and development of the race had to be protected.
This batch of outstanding young people selected from Earth would be qualified to enter the Holy Land if they could pass the test of the Dimensional Blessed Lands and cast an outstanding Heroic Soul. However, this was only the most ordinary screening. After passing this test and entering the Holy Land, even if one was a descendant of the 10 Great Families, he would just be an ordinary student there. However, if there were particularly outstanding people among them, the three great forces would compete with each other to recruit them. Therefore, it was very important to send people from their sects first to select and get first-hand information about outstanding seedlings. It had become a tradition for the Tyrants, the Mystic Sect, and the Sparta Clan to select people first in the name of leading the way. Of course, the final decision was not made by them.
The three of them ignored the few young people who had fainted outside the Dimensional Blessed Lands. In their eyes, these eliminated people were no different from ants, and they would soon be sent back to Earth by the military.
"I heard that there are a few good seedlings in this batch. I hope we can look forward to them." Russell sat on the ground, and two golden balls appeared in his hands. They were bouncing non-stop on his fingertips.
"That's what they say in every batch. In comparison, the newcomers from the Empire are more worth looking forward to." There was a different meaning in Helen's eyes.
"Don't tell me you've taken a fancy to that weak chick, Solomon? I heard that the teacher from your Mystic Sect treats him like a treasure. Don't tell me he's useless?" Russell laughed.
"The teacher said that in the Holy Land, regardless of whether it's the Empire or the Federation, there are only humans," Zhao Kunlun said faintly.
"You're so obedient. There are no outsiders here. Will you die if you don't pretend? I heard that there are two super newcomers in this batch. One refused to come, and the other was exiled. I heard that it was your doing." Although Russell had a huge physique, he was clearly clear-headed. He was not the simple-minded type. Anyone who could enter the Holy Land would not be able to survive without a brain, regardless of the direction of cultivation.
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