Unease

The Supreme Experts from the Inner Universe raged furiously, the aura they emanated nearly collapsing the heavens themselves. Even separated by the barrier between the Inner Universe and the Outer Universe, Wang Xian and the others felt as though they had fallen into Nine Nether Hell.

"Brother-in-law, you... this... you've gone a little... a little too far!"

Su Jin clung to Wang Xian's left arm and stammered.

"I didn't expect such a huge upheaval either!"

Wang Xian wiped away a bead of cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead at some point.

He had merely thought that since he had absorbed so much Immortal Origin and possessed Talent [Immortal Body], his blood should contain Immortal Origin as well. That was why he had dripped a drop of blood into the altar.

He had only intended to test it out. Who could have expected such a massive change? If he had not retrieved that drop of blood from the altar in time, that enormous World Phantom would likely have already reached them, perhaps even connected with this "Immortal Realm" of the Immortal Clan.

"Xiao Xian, are we still going after the Immortal Script?" Nangong Wu asked.

Wang Xian gazed at the phantom of that enormous world. After lowering his head to think for a moment, he said, "Fortune favors the bold. If we don't fleece the Lord of the Immortal Domain, we'd be letting this heaven-sent opportunity go to waste!

Besides, judging by those Supreme Experts, they probably won't be able to get over here anytime soon.

What's more, we'll have to face them sooner or later. Seizing the Immortal Script can help narrow the enormous gap between us."

"Then what do we do?"

Everyone voiced their doubts.

"No need to rush. I reckon the Lord of the Immortal Domain