"What do we do now, Shi Hao?"
Huo Ling'er looked at Shi Hao and asked anxiously.
"Looks like I'll have to use the Grand Summoning Technique too. Those fellows from the Other Realm aren't the only ones who can call for help. So can I."
Shi Hao spoke with absolute confidence.
"You brought an altar for some great figure too?"
Huo Ling'er asked in confusion.
"No, but I can call his name directly. Master Jiang Ming, manifest yourself at once! Something terrible has happened! Master, Master Jiang Ming, someone's stealing your treasure!"
Shi Hao began muttering as though he were chanting scriptures.
Listening beside him, Huo Ling'er rolled her eyes. Summoning him like this was far too childish. "Hey, Shi Hao, don't fool around. Master is in secluded cultivation. He might be at a critical juncture. It would be bad if you disturbed him."
"You don't understand. I think anything an Immortal King wants must be crucial. We can't let it fall into the hands of the Immortal Kings of the Exotic Domain."
Shi Hao's expression was grave as he spoke.
"Wait, something else is happening. Look!"
Huo Ling'er spoke up.
The next moment, the Ancient Burial Zone became like a hornet's nest that had been poked. In a short span of time, more than ten terrifying auras awakened.
The enormous golden hand Yu Tuo had extended tried to seize a rotten wooden box. But a streak of sword energy as thick as a mountain flew over. Crimson as blood, it resembled a blood-colored river of stars as it slashed his hand.
Yu Tuo's enormous black hand was knocked aside by that terrifying power. Unfortunately, it failed to sever the hand.
Only a single crimson bead of blood, radiant as a river of stars, rolled down.
Just then, another hand