Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

When her gaze swept over the old man with the ram's head, Xia Jin abruptly pulled back the step she had already taken.

"Strange? This old demon seems a bit off."

His eyes scanned the other person up and down, his brows furrowing slightly.

With his current cultivation level, even if a powerful expert at the Great Power Realm stood in front of him, it would be extremely difficult for him to give him a second glance.

It's like an elephant that doesn't care what the ants under its feet look like.

But just a moment ago, in the instant his peripheral vision swept over the old man, a slight fluctuation occurred in his divine soul within his sea of ​​consciousness.

Only the existence of a sacred realm can trigger a spontaneous reaction in one's soul.

However, the old man in front of me doesn't seem to be one.

Xia Jin narrowed her eyes slightly, her pupils flashing with a purple-gold light that slowly disappeared after a few breaths.

"Hmph!! No wonder, I almost misjudged it, so that's how it is."

Xia Jin was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that the old demon she had randomly encountered in a corner of Dou City was actually a Saint Realm being.

Although it is unknown why the opponent's realm has obviously fallen from the Saint Realm, the remaining Saint Realm power in his body has not completely dissipated.

Moreover, Xia Jin could also see that the old demon's injuries did not seem as serious as he had imagined. He only needed to rest for a period of time before he could return to the Holy Realm.

"Forget it, what does this have to do with me?"

Xia Jin chuckled and shook her head, then looked away, showing no intention of approaching him.

He traveled thousands of miles deep into the demon realm for one purpose only!

That means traversing the demon realm, heading to the Boundless Sea, obtaining the legendary Nine-Life Primordial Vine, and completing the system mission.

Ultimately, he will break through to the Saint Realm!

Apart from that, try to avoid getting involved in anything else to prevent complications and unnecessary changes.

Xia Jin glanced at the boundless mist ahead and prepared to step inside.

But just then, a somewhat aged voice rang in his ear from behind: "Young man, are you hard of hearing? Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Xia Jin turned around and met the gaze of the old man with the ram's head as he slowly raised his head.

Deep within those murky eyes, a sharp glint now shone, a stark contrast to their drowsy appearance just moments before.

"Hmm!? I didn't want to get involved with you, but you actually came looking for me? What bad luck!" Xia Jin's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain, but he still patiently tried to see what the other party wanted to do.

The elderly demon with a ram's head and a human body pointed to a blue stone next to Xia Jin and said, "Young man, did you see the words written on it? 'No approaching ahead!'"

"These words are engraved so big, how can you not see them?!"

"What? I want to go in, are you going to stop me?! I've never heard of needing someone else's permission to cross the Boundless Mist before?" Xia Jin met his gaze and couldn't help but sneer.

"You young man, you are truly ignorant of your own limitations!! It's true that you don't need anyone's permission to cross the Boundless Mist. But do you know that this Boundless Mist is also extremely dangerous? Even with the cultivation of a Great Power Realm expert, venturing deep inside could still result in instant death!!"

Although Xia Jin's words didn't sound pleasant, the old demon still patiently offered his advice.

"Alright!! My life is mine. If I die, it's just bad luck on my part, it has nothing to do with you!!" The old man's kindness made Xia Jin's expression return to calm, but he had to break through this boundless fog, and no one could stop him!

Upon hearing this, the old demon narrowed his gleaming eyes slightly.

A moment later, he suddenly chuckled.

"You're quite confident, young man." The old demon straightened up from the stone stool, then pulled out a yellowed parchment scroll from somewhere, casually tossing it down in front of Xia Jin. "Since that's the case, sign this, and you can go in if you want. I absolutely won't try to persuade you again!"

Xia Jin reached out and caught it, glancing at the contents before raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Those who voluntarily enter the Boundless Mist bear full responsibility for their own lives. Whether they are injured, die, or have their cultivation completely destroyed, it has nothing to do with Doucheng or the guardians of the mist, and they shall not be held accountable afterward!!"

"This is actually a disclaimer!?"

He looked up at the old man with the ram's head, but before he could ask a question, the old man had already begun to explain.

"Don't blame me for going to such lengths; there are precedents to learn from."

"Years ago, there were a few young masters from powerful families who, relying on their family backgrounds, all thought they were chosen by heaven. No amount of persuasion could dissuade them; they insisted on venturing into the fog."

"And what happened? Some broke their arms, some lost half their lives, and after they got out, their elders at home were unhappy and would come to Doucheng to make trouble every few days."

At this point, the old demon patriarch gave a helpless shrug, his curved ram horns swaying slightly. "So, this old man devised this thing. Once signed, it's mutual agreement; if anything goes wrong, we each accept our fate. It saves us trouble later."

After listening, Xia Jin didn't say another word. She lightly traced a purple-gold mark on the parchment scroll with her fingertip, and the mark was left at the signature.

He casually tossed the parchment back and entered the boundless mist ahead without looking back.

The old demon elder reached out and took the parchment scroll, sighing helplessly, "Such a promising young talent, it seems he's about to perish again."

......

Not long after entering the Boundless Mist, Xia Jin sensed that something was amiss.

This so-called boundless fog seemed to have a life of its own!

Those wisps of grayish-white mist were not formed from ordinary water vapor, but rather resembled tiny, almost indistinguishable living things.

The moment they touched Xia Jin's skin, they swarmed around her like starving insects that had caught the scent of flesh and blood.

Xia Jin looked down at her arm and saw that a layer of grayish-white had appeared on the surface of her skin.

"It seems the rumors were true! If cultivators below the Great Power Realm encounter this situation, unless they are determined to peel off their skin layer by layer, they simply cannot get rid of those mist particles."

"Only those at the Great Power Realm or above have a chance to completely traverse this boundless fog!!"

However, this thing poses no threat whatsoever to him now that he has reached the Saint Realm.

A purple-gold light shone from between Xia Jin's brows.

The light spread outwards like ripples on water, and wherever it passed, the originally wildly surging gray-white mist particles seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and they all retreated in panic, surging to both sides.

In the blink of an eye, a straight passage appeared in front of Xia Jin, leading directly to the North Gate.

"Hmph!! That's more like it." He looked at the North Gate, which was only a few hundred meters away, and nodded in satisfaction.

Once you exit the North Gate, you'll quickly reach the true Boundless Sea!

Xia Jin's figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the city gate.

Meanwhile, beside the blue stone at the edge of the Boundless Mist, the old demon had just found a comfortable spot to lean against when his eyelids, which had drooped again, suddenly snapped open.

He sat up straight, his slightly cloudy eyes fixed on the depths of the fog.

That's right, he was looking in the direction where Xia Jin had disappeared.

"Just now... could it be that I sensed something wrong?"

"It seemed like a... Saint-level power flashed by? Impossible, judging from that kid's disdainful look just now, how could he possibly be a Saint-level being? Besides, our demon race only has three Saint-level beings right now, there's absolutely no way another one could appear!!"

The old demon shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, but as soon as he sat down, his expression quickly became unpredictable.

"No! We still have to go check it out, what if?"