Sacred Court's Ji Yongsheng

"Is that the Immortal Tomb?"

Nangong Lietian murmured, his face filled with gravity.

Looking at the massive hole below, he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Even he, a Golden Immortal Realm cultivator, felt this way, let alone the other cultivators.

At present, the Great Qin Heavenly Court had a strange hierarchy: the demon race was stronger than the human race, because the Southern End Sea had originally been stronger than the Southern Domain. However, many people in the Southern Domain had recently broken through to the Grand Unity Realm, thanks to the Great Qin Heavenly Court opening resource channels with other domains and the surge in spiritual energy after receiving the Heavenly Dao's recognition.

The human race was publicly acknowledged to possess the greatest talent among the Ten Thousand Races. Given enough time, they would sooner or later surpass the demon race.

"Well, well, isn't this Nangong Lietian? Wasn't your grandmaster Yi the Demon Emperor back then? What, you didn't rise to greatness through him, so now you're here to compete with us common folk for opportunities?"

A cold, mocking voice rang out, immediately drawing every cultivator's attention.

Within the Southern Domain's demonic path, Nangong Lietian's name was like a blazing moon.

Countless people regarded Nangong Lietian as their goal. As for the Southern Domain Heavenly World, that was a height reserved for immortals and gods.

The gap between heaven and earth had long since taken root in people's hearts.

Under countless gazes, Nangong Lietian remained expressionless. He swept his cold gaze over and saw an elderly man in a blood-red robe flying over amid a crowd of cultivators. His hair was dry and withered, making him look like a sickly ghost.

"Tsk, tsk. Even an old ghost from the Black Fiend Sect dares