Entering the Great Tomb

Great Sovereign Demon King glanced at Zhang Chen, helplessness flashing in his eyes. "Kid, you must be dreaming if you think that. Those old monsters have endured the tempering of the ages. Other than life and death and higher realms, what else could possibly stir their hearts? Their states of mind have been honed for tens of millions of years; they have long been like still water in a cold pond, unruffled for a thousand years. Trying to move them is simply impossible."

Disappointment appeared on Zhang Chen's face. Thinking about it, those old monsters were each impossible for heaven to destroy or earth to bury. How difficult would it be to pluck at their heartstrings?

"This world is dangerous. I'd better lie low and keep my head down," Zhang Chen silently warned himself. He must keep a low profile and not casually stick his neck out. After stretching his limbs in the courtyard, he instructed the servants to bring tea. Then he lay in a rocking chair beneath the open courtyard, sipping tea as he quietly listened to the movements of Jinling City and gathered information about it.

Countless sounds from within a radius of ten miles reached him. Zhang Chen swiftly sifted through the endless information, searching for anything useful.

After a long while, Zhang Chen set down his teacup. "Jinling City is fairly calm at present, but Yellow Heaven Dao is still operating in secret. I alone heard hundreds of Yellow Heaven Dao members discussing the current situation in Jinling City."

After listening for quite some time, Zhang Chen thoughtfully withdrew his divine ability. He closed his eyes, hummed a little tune, and rested, looking like a wealthy old gentleman enjoying a life of ease.

He had nearly capsized in the Spiritual World before, and Zhang Chen's