One Hundred and Fifty Domains

Besides, in the present Great Yan Sacred Dynasty, the ones with the richest fortune were none other than him and Ling Tian.

Even if the other party absorbed so much fortune, it would only be an insignificant fraction.

Later on, he could even use the other party's sacred dynasty fortune as a medium, forcibly turning it into a passage for the Great Yan Sacred Dynasty to descend upon the Creation Immortal Sect.

There were simply too many ways to control it.

"The Dao Son of the Creation Immortal Sect?" Chen Lin spoke, his tone indifferent, betraying neither joy nor anger.

Fang Yun of the Primordial Origin Sacred Land, along with the several Cultivators who had followed him here, all changed expression at once.

To say they were not afraid of Chen Lin would be a lie.

That display of refining pills through the void, using hundreds of thousands of Void God Race members as ingredients, then suppressing twenty peak Dao Realm experts with a flick of his hand—the scene remained vivid in their minds even now, sending chills down their spines.

Though they too were Dao Realm Cultivators and possessed life-saving Trump Cards, they were facing this gray-robed avatar in the lower realm.

They could only unleash the power of a Peak Heaven and Earth Great Venerable.

If they truly fought, they would be unable to unleash their full strength. Otherwise, it would still be uncertain who would emerge alive.

Bai He smiled, gently waving his folding fan as his expression returned to normal. "Sage Master, what fine methods you have, to know even this. That's right. I, the Venerable, am Bai He, Dao Son of the Creation Immortal Sect."

He paused, a trace of mockery curving his lips. "Sage Master, aren't you going to make a move? Otherwise, I,