Saint Son Wang Shouzhe

The uproar in the prison had been thunderous, and only when even the Void Ascension True Lord guarding the cells was alerted did the farce finally come to a stop.

The dazed Wang Zongkun was finally rescued from the vortex as well.

Regardless of the process, however, their original objective had at least been successfully achieved.

Immortal Palace.

Lingxuan Immortal Pool.

This was where the spiritual energy of the entire Immortal Palace converged. The spiritual energy within the pool was as dense as white liquid; when it boiled, immortal mist billowed forth, a sight of breathtaking beauty. Many precious spirit plants were cultivated here, along with all manner of rare spirit fish and Spirit Seeds.

Above the immortal pool stood a pavilion carved from white jade. Sitting by its railing, one could overlook the clouds, mountains, earth, and rivers below, as though seated within a true heavenly palace.

The Lingxuan Immortal Pool had originally been a place where Immortal Venerable Lingxuan secluded himself for cultivation and nurtured his spirit. It was ordinarily not open to outsiders; only the most honored guests would be personally welcomed here by him.

This time.

There were only three people within the Lingxuan Immortal Pool: the Immortal Emperor herself, the Immortal Venerable's projection, and Wang Shouzhe.

"Si Wuyou? The Saint Clan's Si Clan!" The Immortal Emperor leafed through the intelligence Wang Zongkun had extracted, her expression indescribably grave. "I never expected us to come into contact with the Sacred Domain after all."

"Your Majesty seems far from unfamiliar with the Sacred Domain?" Wang Shouzhe sipped his Enlightenment Tea, his brow faintly furrowed.

"Neither unfamiliar nor familiar, really," said the Immortal Emperor. "I have heard that the Sacred Domain is the birthplace of our human race. With their formidable strength and pioneering spirit, humanity opened