Qingxu Heaven, the Two Forms Holy Land of the Immortal Race.
After parting with the Immortal Venerable, Shen Lin did not hurry to set off for the Devil Race. Instead, he returned to his residence to rest and recuperate.
In this battle at Ancient Tomb Heaven, he had slain numerous Venerable Realm cultivators, and the spoils had far exceeded his expectations.
Although these things were almost useless to Shen Lin now, every one of them would be a top-tier treasure that countless people outside would fight over.
Not to mention anything else, the cultivation arts and martial techniques carried by those Venerable Realm cultivators could easily be sold for ten billion Spirit Nurturing Pearls apiece at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
Besides that, the Summoning Ring left behind by Black Jackal Venerable contained the Black Jackal Clan's accumulated wealth over all these years. There were plenty of good things inside.
Shen Lin needed to carefully sort through all of it.
On top of that, he needed to think about how he would kill Cold Snow Saber Saint later.
The Devil Race was a great clan as renowned as the Immortal Race. To sneak into their territory, butcher their clan leader's son-in-law, and escape safely—
Even with Shen Lin's current cultivation, it would be extremely difficult.
At Ancient Tomb Heaven, he had been able to descend like a heavenly god and slaughter so many Venerable Realm cultivators.
But a clan like the Black Jackal Clan occupied only a place in the Nine Heavens that no one cared about.
Compared with great clans like the Devil Race and the Immortal Race, it was utterly incomparable.
If the Venerable Realm cultivators in Ancient Tomb Heaven had all belonged to those great clans and formed a special formation in great numbers, then even if Shen