The three of them instantly fell silent.
A God of the Divine Clan, slaughtered by a Sword Immortal, remained suppressed even after eons had passed.
What was more terrifying was that the Human Emperor had been here, and so had Wenliang...
For some reason, at this moment, Liu Changqing felt an indescribable oppression, as if the whole world had become heavy. Countless mountains seemed to be pressing down upon his head. He could hardly breathe. Of course, there were even more questions in his heart. Three supreme powerhouses of the Human Clan from different eras had all been here.
After a long while...
Alan took a deep breath. "Is the place pointed to by the ancient sheepskin scroll the Tiger Land? The entrance to that great tomb?"
Cang Yun nodded. "It should be."
"I'm leaving!" Alan's face turned dark.
