The immortal gate had been utterly breached!
Inside Peng's Immortal Clan, old and young together numbered barely more than two hundred. Faced with the siege of over a thousand people from the Heavenly Mystery Imperial Office and the others, they all fell in less than half an hour.
The immortal land, fully as large as two Dao Palace Cities, had its main palace fallen already. Next, they only needed to simply sweep clean the hidden tails.
Just searching out and gathering all the Peng clansmen within the immortal land took an entire day.
At first, Lin Heng wondered whether he could use the [Human Radar Method] to speed things up, but on second thought, that seemed a little too beastly.
After all, his wives were still watching nearby. It would ruin his image.
Lin Heng sat on the black-gold high chair in the very center of the Immortal Palace's main hall, and immediately felt wonderfully comfortable.
"As expected of a Supreme throne. It's even a top-grade magic artifact. Sitting on it can stimulate the body to absorb spiritual energy on its own..."
"First Senior Sister, later, you all think of a way to dismantle this throne and carry it away. This thing can speed up cultivation, and it warms the butt too..." Lin Heng said to the few people whispering among themselves below.
"(′▽｀*) Got it, junior brother. In a bit, okay~"
"Hm?" Lin Heng looked at the women huddled together, flashed over beside them, and asked in confusion, "What are you all sneaking around talking about?"
"Nothing, junior brother. Don't ask!"
No, something was off! Dummy Little Senior Sister's eyes kept darting around, looking shifty and sly. There was definitely something good.
"Did Bai Yi dig out Peng's real Treasure Vault over there?"
"(′?ω?) Huh? Lin Bao, how did