newbobooks Chapter 1444 Core Palace
Chapter 1444 Core Palace
However, the matter of origin is only speculation for now, and the truth will only be known after leaving. But even the flying sword, which is currently suppressed by the rules, is still very powerful to him.
For example, the Heavenly Punishment Technique he just used used the essence of the thunder dragon in the sword as a guide to activate the law of thunder and transform it into a phantom of a thunder dragon to attack the enemy. The power of a single strike was enough to level tens of thousands of miles around.
This is only the power of one thunder dragon, while the peak power of this Heavenly Punishment Technique can summon eighty-one illusory thunder dragons.
At that time, countless thunder dragons will descend from the sky, enough to crush millions of miles of land into ashes and extinguish all life within it.
If one could go a step further and draw upon the source of thunder to transform into eighty-one source thunder dragons, the power would be nothing short of devastating.
Unfortunately, Jiang Han's cultivation level is too low at present, and he can only summon one phantom of a law thunder dragon. If he wants to summon eighty-one thunder dragons at the same time, he would probably need to be at the Void Refinement stage or even higher.
However, even with just the power of a single thunder dragon, along with several other supernatural abilities, he would be able to roam freely in this celestial palace.
As he pondered, Jiang Han took a step forward, and the palace path beside him suddenly disappeared, revealing a golden-red palace wall tens of feet high in front of him.
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The palace is enclosed by golden and red walls, within which lies a jade plaza covering an area of dozens of miles.
In the very center of the square stood a magnificent palace of purple and gold.
This hall is only a dozen feet tall, but its radiance shines brightly into the sky. Every stone step and brick is an object from the immortals that I have never seen before.
Each of those objects exuded an ethereal aura, emanating a faint purple-gold mist like celestial treasures, making them instantly recognizable as extremely precious.
Even though it is so precious, no one can feel any covetousness when they see it. Instead, they feel awe and wish they could bow down in reverence.
At this moment, a large group of cultivators gathered in the square, standing at a distance and gazing at the palace with amazement, but none of them could get close.
This was because a layer of silver-white barrier was hanging down outside the palace, keeping everyone outside.
"The aura emanating from this silver-white barrier is extremely similar to that of the sun wheel when the entrance to the third level opened. It seems that the inheritance is undoubtedly located here."
At the front of the crowd, a flamboyant male cultivator in a red robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking ahead and speaking calmly.
"Now that we have found this place, all we need to do is find a way to break the barrier so that we can enter and search for the Immortal Emperor's inheritance. At that time, we can leave this place and return to the Great Realm."
The moment the words "Immortal Emperor's Inheritance" were uttered, everyone present's eyes lit up with fervor.
The Immortal Emperor's inheritance is a legendary top-tier inheritance passed down from the Immortal Realm, and it's what they most want to obtain upon entering this place.
Once successful, it can greatly enhance one's cultivation and strength, allowing them to ascend to the immortal realm in the blink of an eye.
In other words, whoever obtains the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor can become an immortal and attain enlightenment!
But just as everyone was getting excited, a white-robed cultivator shook his head and sighed:
“Fellow Daoist Lin Can is absolutely right. But compared to this Immortal Emperor’s inheritance that can only be seen but not touched, what I am more concerned about now is who created that purple-gold pillar of light earlier.”
This person had a round face, resembling a young man, but his tone was slightly weathered, which sounded a bit strange. His position was only below that of the red-robed cultivator, indicating that he was clearly not weak.
At this moment, he looked solemnly at the spot where the pillar of light had erupted and asked in confusion:
"Judging from its aura and strange phenomena, it seems to be caused by the self-destruction of the primordial spirit. However, we are only at the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Even if we self-destruct, it should not have such power. Something strange must have happened in that place."
Upon hearing what he said, the others also turned to look.
"This power is indeed not something an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could cause, and the aura within it is chaotic. Could it be that several fellow cultivators perished together, or perhaps it was caused by the self-destruction of a demon king?"
"Nonsense! Those demon kings are all incredibly powerful. Even the three city lords couldn't do anything to them. Who could force them to self-destruct their primordial spirits?"
"However, it would be better if it were really the Demon Kings who self-destructed. They are all extremely powerful. If they die from self-destruction, we will have one less group of powerful opponents."
Upon hearing the words "Demon King," everyone inevitably tensed up.
The three city lords are now nowhere to be found. If the Demon King appears, they will have no choice but to flee in disarray. At that point, forget about any Immortal Emperor's inheritance; even their lives will be uncertain.
However, for some reason, none of the demon kings and city lords were there, which gave them an opportunity.
If the city lord and the demon king were here, they would only be able to scavenge for scraps. It is precisely because those powerful figures are not here that they have a chance to compete for that inheritance.
"It's quite strange, actually. The third level has been open for more than three days now, but I've only seen a few demon lords at most, but I haven't seen a demon king appear at all. The three city lords have also never shown up, it's as if..."
The man paused for a moment, then said in a somewhat incredulous tone, "It's as if they're all dead."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes flashed, and then they couldn't help but laugh.
"Stop daydreaming. The Demon King is so powerful that even the three city lords fought for so long without being able to defeat him. How could they all have died without a sound?"
"That's right. Anyone who can kill the Demon King would have already become famous throughout the entire world and be renowned far and wide. How could we not even get a single piece of news about it?"
"Speaking of which, do you think it's possible that the three city lords managed to hold off those demon kings, creating an opportunity for us to obtain the inheritance?"
"That's wishful thinking, how could they possibly be so kind..."
The group talked on and on, and for a while they didn't mention breaking the barrier anymore. They seemed so engrossed in their conversation that they had forgotten about their business.
Seeing that everyone was wasting time, Lin Can, the red-robed cultivator at the head of the group, did not say anything to stop them, but just stood there and listened silently.
However, countless runes flashed in and out of his eyes, accompanied by a thin golden thread that appeared and disappeared intermittently, pulling at the runes in his eyes.
The golden thread possessed immense power; with just a slight touch, it could shatter large swaths of runes into dust.
However, there were simply too many runes. Countless runes rushed towards the golden thread, fearless of death and disregarding losses.
Although each attack only leaves a small amount of runes, with each relentless attack, more and more runes are left on the gold thread, and the gold thread's struggle begins to weaken.
As time passed, the golden thread gradually came to a stop, and the runes in Lin Can's eyes became more and more numerous and complex.
Finally, at a certain moment, the last ray of golden light on the golden thread was also enveloped by the runes, completely losing its original brilliance, remaining in his eyes, and then slowly disappearing as the runes faded away.
Lin Canwei breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes. After a brief weakening, his aura gradually underwent some extremely subtle changes, and the force that had been suppressing his cultivation loosened for a brief moment.