Illusionary Realm

It seemed that the tomb was far more powerful than she had imagined.

At this moment, the golden axe suddenly retracted.

Then, a three-meter-tall figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Sword slash! Why is he here?!"

The Weeping Ghost Heavenly Lord exclaimed.

After cutting off the heavenly might, he suddenly reunited with his former fellow disciples.

The Frost Heavenly Lord's expression was filled with worry as she felt a myriad of emotions.

She and the Weeping Ghost Heavenly Lord's martial uncle had cultivated together for countless years.

When they were young, the two of them had been apprenticed to the same sect for thousands of years.

However, things were different now that they met again. Who would have thought that when they met again today, his martial uncle would actually become an obstacle?

"Anyone who invades this place will die!"