Fang Chen melded into the shadows and returned to the vicinity of the Immortal Tomb. Countless people were staring fixedly at the tomb's gate, not daring to let their guard down. Chai Shun was no exception; he hadn't even noticed Fang Chen's brief disappearance.0

The four Nascent Soul Realm cultivators exchanged excited looks.0

The elderly woman among them was the one to speak up. "To gain the immortal fate, sacrifices must be made. Let those two hundred disciples of the Qi Refining Realm come out."0

The crowd was momentarily stunned for a moment before their faces showed realization. This meant that the two hundred Qi Refining Realm cultivators would be the ones to push open the gates, acting as scouts.0

Everyone understood the elderly woman's intentions, but because they didn't want to give up such an opportunity, they didn't refuse.0

Soon,...0