Chapter 40: A Backstab?

Survive? Taylor Yale and Sampson Morgan both wore ugly expressions. That old man's move had shoved them straight into the center of the storm. How many monsters and prodigies had entered this place? Worse, even the top freaks from the advanced zones would come for them. A civilization's inheritance was not some minor prize. It meant countless peak Cultivation Techniques, all kinds of treasures, and this one belonged to a Super Divine Civilization. Given enough time, it could forge a first-rate...