"An extremely unique Independent Space?"
Wan Xianzhong was taken aback. Any Independent Space his father called "unique" had to be anything but ordinary. 'But where in the entire Extreme Martial Continent could there be a place his father had never visited? Or perhaps,' he thought, 'this space isn't part of the Extreme Martial Continent at all.'
Just as Wan Xianzhong was racking his brain, Wan Xianlin sighed. He seemed to have read his son's mind. "Don't think of me as some omnipotent god," he said slowly. "I'm just a mere mortal. This space is indeed quite unique. The only thing I can confirm is that it still belongs to our Extreme Martial Continent. The problem is, it's completely cut off from the Outer Realm. It even masks the fluctuations from her Life-Protecting Talisman, which is why I lost Xian'Er's trail."
