"What is it?"
The moment those words rang out, heaven and earth all around trembled. Ye Lin's blood and qi churned violently, the spiritual energy throughout his body fell into chaos, and he staggered back three steps.
Ye Lin then clutched his chest, his face filled with horror. Was this the power of a Loose Immortal-level great expert? Just two words had made him feel the threat of death.
Although Hong Batian was not as badly off as Ye Lin, he was not much better. His robes were in disarray, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Bringing people here without permission. This is your punishment."
At that moment, the majestic voice rang out again.
"Please, Domain Lord, send these two to the Third Prince's residence."
After Fu Heng spoke, the Domain Lord before them fell silent. A full minute passed before the voice sounded once more.
"Are you truly not mistaken? One is a Heavenly God, and the other is at most a demigod. These two are the ones destined to face the tribulation whom you have awaited for a thousand years?"
The Domain Lord's voice resounded, thick with doubt and disbelief.
"That is correct, Domain Lord. Some matters are not convenient to speak of openly. Please send them over."
Fu Heng smiled faintly and spoke.
"Very well. Go."
A heavy sigh sounded. The next moment, a beam of light expanded before the two of them—wider, wider, wider—until all they could see was an expanse of blinding white.
When the white light faded, the two were standing before a residence. It was exceedingly plain, with nothing at all about it. At its entrance stood only two wooden doors, no different from the buildings of the mortal world.
Fu Heng stood before them.
"Come, you