Zhen Xueren only smiled in response to Li Ling's arrogant laughter like he had already claimed her and slowed down, descending toward the center of the Divine Deva Plane.
There, standing apart from the countless city-state courtyards of the True Inheritors, was the Ancestral Hall of the Six Paths Demon Sect!
Calling it a hall was truly understating it, because it was less a hall and more a palace complex.
The structure stood at the heart of the golden-white landmass, built upon a circular foundation that looked like a gigantic wheel embedded into the plane.
Six broad avenues stretched out from this foundation like spokes, each one pointing toward the direction of one of the six floating planes in the distance.
Each avenue carried a different motif.
