Inheritances? Supreme Devil Halls?

After entering the gate, Qin Wentian appeared in another space. He looked at his surroundings, and there was no longer that intense pressure from before. He finally relaxed and drew in a deep breath, feeling exceptionally comfortable.

That path leading to here was simply too dangerous and tiring to the max. In this extremely vast space, the air felt very fresh and clear, like it was paradise on the earth. It didn't seemed like a place for devil cultivators at all.

"Is this the place where the Myriad Devil Sovereign resides in?" Qin Wentian mused. His silhouette flickered as he sped ahead. Amidst the numerous devil halls here, all of them exuded an ancient air. Qin Wentian slowed his steps and finally entered a devil hall. There was no one in that place, but several jade slips could be seen within the hall, like a treasure trove of information.