Every race had a few of its strongest treasures. They might lack a Saint's protection, but each possessed a trump card that guaranteed the continuation of its race. Even if these treasures could not kill a Saint, they had been passed down since time immemorial. Any Saint who wished to wipe out their race would have to pay a sufficient price.
The Skeleton Race was also a major race in the Netherworld. A great race could not lack the foundation of its inheritance. The Skeleton Race had no Saint, but even Saints would not easily make things difficult for them, because the Skeleton Race also possessed several top-tier treasures!
The Urn Realm—the supreme treasure of the Skeleton Race.
After being continuously refined by the inheritance elders of the Skeleton Race throughout the generations, this treasure had now reached the peak of an Ancestor Immortal Artifact. Though it could not possibly kill a Saint, if a Saint insisted on having things his way, both sides would suffer. The Saint would be gravely wounded, and all the Ancestor Immortals in the world would swarm him.
The Skeleton King Nether Devil naturally understood the mysteries of the Urn Realm. With a wave of his hand, 561 Ancient Immortal skeletons swiftly flew inside. In the end, the Skeleton King also stepped in with six Ancestor Immortals.
King Skeleton looked at Zhong Shan. Zhong Shan nodded, then stepped inside first.
Jin Peng tried several times to stop Zhong Shan. After all, once they reached the interior, even their Ancestor Immortal strength would be greatly reduced. With so few people, would they not be walking in to die?
But Zhong Shan had already stepped inside. Jin Peng could only feel helpless. This Sacred King was even more impulsive than he had imagined!
King Skeleton turned toward