Heaven and Earth Altar

"What are you all doing?" A shout suddenly rang out from all four directions. It was the voice of the Ghoul Chess Saint.

In the center of the crowd, the Ghoul Chess Saint's figure appeared out of thin air. He had arrived with abrupt force, intimidating everyone around him.

The Ghoul Chess Saint blocked everyone's path, and no one dared move rashly. He was an Ancient Immortal—not someone a Great Immortal could possibly stand against.

Sima Qing and the others all frowned, casting cold looks at Zhong Shan.

The Ghoul Chess Saint also immediately noticed the strange sight around him: behind them stood a massive mountain bearing a relief of the Nine Tails Heavenly Fox. Was this group's objective that mountain?

Turning his head, the Ghoul Chess Saint stared solemnly at the mountain as well. The tomb of an Ancient Immortal. Had they found it?

"Whoosh!"

Zhong Shan suddenly stepped in front of the Ghoul Chess Saint.

"Master Zhong?" A flicker of confusion crossed the Ghoul Chess Saint's eyes.

"The Ancient Immortal of old is speaking with the Nine Tails Princess. It would be best not to disturb that senior!" Zhong Shan said.

Nearly everyone's expression changed.

The Ancient Immortal of old was speaking with the Nine Tails Princess? Wasn't this the tomb of an Ancient Immortal? Wasn't that Ancient Immortal already dead? Speaking? Could they have heard wrong?

Several experts who had been acting rashly moments before felt their hearts tighten. Clearly, the treasure mentioned by Sima Zongheng had clouded their minds.

"That senior? The Nine Tails Princess?" The Ghoul Chess Saint's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

He nodded at Zhong Shan.

"Ghoul Chess Saint, this concerns the rise and fall of your fox clan for countless ages. What do you think?" Zhong Shan