Kangtian City, the site of the old Kangtian Inn, Xie Tian stood in silence.
A thousand feet away, thirty-eight top-ranking Land Immortals from the Northern Domain surrounded him tightly.
Further away, people from the other two domains who had heard the news gathered.
Xie Tian immediately realized that he couldn't escape the fate of being the heir of the Evil Emperor.
However, he didn't feel a very strong killing intent.
On the faces of the thirty-eight Land Immortals, aside from the mockery which Xie Tian found normal, there was an anger he couldn't understand.
This anger made Xie Tian mistakenly feel that he had lost another memory—one in which he had dug up thirty-eight ancestral tombs.
The next moment, he was even more confused. He might be able to dig up thirty-eight ancestral tombs, but he definitely couldn't have desecrated the tombs of tens of thousands of people.
