The Sky Dome collapsed, and ten thousand immortals descended together.
Above the Snow Domain, several leaders brought over ten thousand Immortal Cultivators down through the rent torn open above it.
An overwhelmingly oppressive aura instantly spread throughout the Ninth Realm. Among the leaders was a white-haired man in magnificent robes, an aura beyond Spirit Transformation pouring from him like a god walking the world.
The white-haired elder's magnificent robes were embroidered with the character for "rain." The moment he entered the Nine Realms, he carried towering killing intent, his eyes sweeping the Snow Domain as though searching for something.
Even the wind and snow seemed about to freeze beneath the white-haired elder's boundless killing intent. Its immensity pressed everything in the Snow Domain into bowing its head, and all living beings trembled.
Beside him, an old woman looked at the towering murderous intent on the white-haired elder's face and mocked him. "Old Yu Gu, I never imagined that you, the Rain Sect's illustrious Ninth Elder, would lose your favorite grandson in this lower realm before you even descended."
Yu Gu, the Rain Sect's Ninth Elder, swept an icy glance over the old woman and said coldly:
"You old hag, Lei Li! Had you not been careless when we breached the realm last time, how could the Sacred Artifact have slipped from our grasp? Had I not failed to accompany my grandson down last time, how could he have died an unjust death in this paltry Ninth Realm?"
The old woman called Lei Li sneered. "You were clearly the one who saw that the rift was unstable and didn't dare pass through it to descend. Don't tell me you want to blame me?"
A cold gleam flashed through Yu Gu's eyes. He narrowed them at the old woman, the towering power