Living Towards Death
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Chen Fei showed no response to the gazes of these disciples from the Seven Great Sacred Lands.
The Seven Great Sacred Lands stood at the pinnacle of the Boundless Sea, their entry being a rare honor in itself.
Proud and aloof, it was almost inevitable given their lofty status over the years in this plane of existence.
Their demeanor wasn't borne out of ignorance or arrogance, but rather the culmination of years spent at the top of the Boundless Sea.
They didn't look down on non-disciples of the Sacred Lands, but they had never considered those people as their peers. Their comparisons were always with disciples from other Sacred Lands.
Surpassing non-disciples in martial prowess was a matter of course, nothing to boast about.
Of course, if they could cross tiers in battle and emerge victorious, that would be a notable achievement.
However, even disciples of the Sacred Lands found it nearly impossible to fight across tiers.