Meng Sheng's face showed not the slightest joy, only an ageless, profound solemnity.
"How could such humiliation be endured? Immortal cultivators and Dao seekers of the Immortal Realm—some may have had meager cultivation, may have been surpassed by you, may even have died, yet they are not people you may lay hands on as you please." Meng Sheng spoke calmly.
He did not seem to be speaking to anyone. He was merely murmuring to himself.
Meng Sheng appeared expressionless, yet a faint wrath of heaven rose throughout the heavens of the Dao Sea. The Dao Sea surged, Dao sounds roared like tidal waves, and rolling tremors shook all around.
He cast a deep glance at Gu Lisheng and Song Heng, whose Immortal Bodies remained Undying.
Since ancient times.
Meng Sheng had known that the Cultivation World was most fond of tracing back the ancients. Whether it was the immortal prodigies of the world, the mighty figures of ages past, or the Heaven-Opening journey of the Immortal Realm, all living beings had never ceased retracing the footsteps of their predecessors, wishing to exploit them to the utmost. This was what they called inheritance.
He slowly raised his head to look at the sky.
"As long as I, Meng, live in Eternal Ancient, no matter who you are in the Immortal Realm—from Children of Fortune below to Immortal Venerables of the myriad worlds above—anyone who dares trace, excavate, or disturb the Immortal Tombs or Immortal Corpses of any ancient figure of Eternal Ancient... shall have their Dao severed and spirit extinguished. Not even chickens or dogs shall be spared."
Buzz!
The instant his words fell.
The Dao Sea stretching across the dome of the Immortal Realm erupted with a heaven-shaking aura like a tsunami. Karma slowly descended upon the four seas and