True Spirit Remnant Soul

"True Spirit Remnant Soul appears—an ill omen!"

"A great cultivator has violated the Heaven and Earth Laws of the ancient city... and to the point of alarming the True Spirit Remnant Soul... how daring."

"Pay homage to the True Spirit!"

"Pay homage to the True Spirit!"

The billions of cultivators from every race in the ancient city lowered their heads in homage. This was both reverence for the true spirits of Heaven and Earth and respect for the ancient city's protection of all directions. Such rites could not be neglected.

Yu Fangshuo and the fat man stood at a street corner with ugly expressions, joining the homage as well. Why did everything feel so ill-fated? Which damned great cultivator had actually alarmed the True Spirit Remnant Soul?

If chaos broke out in the ancient city and living beings fled in all directions, how were they supposed to get anything done?

In another part of the ancient city.

Shen Shi had also brought a group of disciples to support the Chu Clan. He had even brought Chen Ba Tian and Chen Yanshu along to broaden their horizons; he thought highly of both youths.

Yet he still had his head lowered and his hands cupped in salute, his heart pounding in terror.

That feeling of being struck by lightning back then... why had it suddenly returned? Could the true spirit of Heaven and Earth be targeting him?!

Chen Ba Tian gave a perfunctory cupped-fist salute, an inscrutable smile at the corner of his lips. A remnant soul of a true spirit? He wondered how many breaths it could withstand against Elder Chen and the Ox Ancestor.

Light flickered in Chen Yanshu's eyes. He had once heard Elder Chen say that he wanted to meet a true spirit. Today's incident had better