Mist Upon Mist!
Beside the Snow Pool, everyone sat in a circle.
The spirit fish roasting over the fire hissed as it released its fragrant aroma.
Yet no one seemed to have any appetite. Leng Xingguang and the others listened intently as Lin Bai recounted everything that had happened in the Void God Tomb.
There was no need for Lin Bai to hide so much from Leng Xingguang.
"What! The Evil Moon Sect really has a Void Ancient Road!"
When Feng Yiren heard this, her face paled with shock.
The news that the Evil Moon Sect possessed a Void Ancient Road had always been a rumor, but it had never been confirmed.
"What! The Void God Tomb where two Great Mystic Art Users rest in peace!"
"There's actually such a treasure ground?"
Hua WuHui's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.
The inheritance of a Great Mystic Art User was fully capable of supporting the rise of a superpower.
"What! The Insect Emperor of the Southern Border Insect Valley is actually still alive?"
"And he even found the Rebirth Cicada, hoping to be reborn?"
Dai Yue's little face turned deathly pale. Because of her ancestors, she knew many strange legends that others had never heard of.
Among these strange legends was the founding patriarch of the Southern Border Insect Valley—the Insect Emperor.
In Dai Yue's memories, the Insect Emperor was a cold-blooded, heartless Killing Maniac devoid of humanity.
To refine Gu, he could slaughter millions.
In the Devil Realm, the Insect Emperor's name was infamous. Even children would wet their pants when they heard it.
"As expected... among the martial artists who can cultivate to the realm of Great Mystic Art Users, not one of them wants to die. They all want to live."
"Most people who can cultivate to