Ancient Immortal Fortune

Qin Sheng entered the Ancient Immortal Cave.

At first, he faced a stone path that descended without end. Mist filled the air, while vast amounts of heaven and earth essence continuously erupted from below.

Profound Dao Patterns were carved into the stone walls above, below, and on either side. Though he was clearly walking downward, they inverted his senses, giving him the bizarre feeling that he was sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

"A holy land built atop a great tomb. The more I think about it, the creepier it gets." Qin Sheng mused.

"The deeper I go underground, the more it feels like I'm digging my own grave."

The Ancient Immortal Cave was certainly safe, or the successive Saint Sons would never have been allowed to cultivate here.

Still, one could imagine that if the people of Shaking Light Holy Land ever got a sudden burst of courage and started digging downward, the entire holy land would be blown straight through.

Of course, the people of Shaking Light knew better. They would not do something so suicidal.

"Although the Saint Lord and the others are fiercely hostile toward the Ruthless lineage now, seeing us as usurpers of the orthodoxy, in truth, the entire holy land cannot be separated from Ruthless."

The ancestor of Shaking Light Holy Land chose to establish the holy land atop Ruthless's grave. Did he really not know what was here? Could there possibly have been no hidden dealings involved?

That was obviously impossible.

Otherwise, why would Ruthless have acted and refined the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Cauldron? It could not have been because she was sleepwalking.

So, although the Shaking Light Holy Lord and the others believed themselves to be "clean" and unlike the present Ruthless lineage, in reality...

*"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves—both