A layer of golden Buddhist text appeared on the surface of his fat body, which was a protective magic weapon that he had just stolen from the ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom. At this moment, the Buddhist text was trembling with fear due to the power of the law in the thunder domain.

“I can’t say it, I can’t say it.” Jiang Han smiled at Duan De, with a playful smile on his lips. The black and purple lightning surrounding him formed a thunder area with a diameter of a thousand feet. Countless golden lines appeared on the surface of the thunder area, and each line exuded the breath of an ancient seal.

“Master, that woman seemed to have glanced at me.” Ye Fan then appeared in front of Jiang Han and said uncertainly. Deep in his sea of ​​suffering, the Thunder Fruit was spinning wildly, as if responding to some kind of call.

“This is a bond that you cannot break.”

Jiang Han didn’t say much. After he finished speaking calmly, he looked at the highest holy mountain in the ancient forbidden land and recalled the previous battle with the skeleton. At this moment, his thunder fruit was 40% developed, and he had already gained a sense of Tao.

But when facing a being like the ancient skeleton, he still took advantage of his own system’s immunity to damage, otherwise it would be hard to say who would win. Moreover, even so, he couldn’t kill the opponent, and could only suppress it with the help of the avatar of the ruthless emperor and the bronze coffin.

The ruthless emperor’s incarnation appeared, and he felt the truth of the great way from the other party, which was far beyond the ancient corpse. If he fought, although he was invincible, he would never be able to hurt the other party in the slightest.

After all, although the predecessor of that ancient skeleton corpse was a quasi-emperor, its consciousness was not that of a quasi-emperor. It was just a spirit that had attached itself to this ancient corpse after tens of thousands of years, and its strength was greatly reduced.

Through this battle, he also had a preliminary understanding of his own strength in the plane of the Heaven-shading. At this moment, he could easily crush those powerful men holding extreme weapons; but against a true emperor, even if it was the incarnation of the emperor, he was far from being able to do it.

“Ancestor, are there any more ancient creatures running out of this Bronze Immortal Palace?” Ji Ziyue swallowed her saliva and looked at Jiang Han nervously. It was obvious that she was frightened by the skeletons and ancient creatures that appeared earlier. The girl’s purple skirt was soaked with blood, and the jade pendant in her hair was broken into three pieces, but it was still emitting a faint light to protect the master and servant.

Jiang Han glanced at Ji Ziyue, smiled knowingly, and stepped into the huge bronze palace. The palace was filled with the smell of rotting corpses, and the ground was covered with a layer of black slime, and every step he took would make a harsh sound.

“Ancestor Hongjun has gone in. Do you think we should go in?”

“Even the emperor’s corpse can’t make any waves in front of him. Given his realm, he shouldn’t pay any attention to us.”

“That’s true, and Patriarch Hongjun doesn’t seem to be a bloodthirsty person, otherwise he wouldn’t have saved us from danger so many times before.”

“How about we go in and take a look? At worst, if Patriarch Hongjun looks unhappy, we can immediately withdraw!”

……

The monks around the Bronze Immortal Palace looked at Jiang Han who had entered the palace, talking among themselves, with hesitation on their faces. The eight powerful masters, including Saint Master Yaoguang, Patriarch Jiang, Tu Tian, ​​and Peacock King, looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then rushed into the Immortal Palace at the same time.

They were extremely curious about this bronze fairy palace that had existed since ancient times and appeared once every three thousand years.

“Bones, so many bones!”

Entering the hall, the first thing that came into view was a pile of scattered corpses that had died for who knows how many years. These corpses were in different postures, some had their hands clasped together, some held broken weapons, and some were tightly grasping the ground, with their finger bones deeply embedded in the rocks.

“Look, there are words here!”

A monk exclaimed as if he had discovered something. In front of him was a huge ancient corpse. The corpse was lying on the ground with its back facing up, its jaw slightly open, and it seemed to be filled with loneliness before death. There were five large characters engraved on his sternum. The handwriting was already blurred, but it was still recognizable: “Becoming an Immortal… Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!”

“Yaoguang Yang Yizhen!”

The monk recited it fluently, and the expression of the Holy Lord Yaoguang who was not far away suddenly froze. The dragon-patterned tripod of the Holy Lord Yaoguang made an uneasy dragon roar, and only three of the nine bronze dragons that emerged from the tripod were still roaring.

“sky!”

Upon hearing this name, some cultivators who were well versed in ancient books were immediately amazed, their mouths wide open, their faces filled with shock, and they said, “Yang Yizhen from Yaoguang Holy Land, he was an unrivaled figure recorded in the ancient history of Eastern Wasteland. One hundred and five thousand years ago, he roamed across Eastern Wasteland and had few rivals. Yet, he died here…”

After a while, another skeleton caused everyone to scream. The deceased was the second Holy Lord of Yaochi Holy Land. He was also a well-known existence in the records of the Eastern Wilderness. Next to his corpse, there was also a line of blood-red characters: “It’s hard to become an immortal!”

The third, the fourth, the fifth…

Gradually, several more ancient corpses with names were discovered. These ancient corpses were all the most powerful figures in the East Desert. The same blood words were engraved next to their bones, as if telling the difficulty and despair of becoming an immortal.

“The Bronze Immortal Palace is indeed the burial place of the world’s strongest men. Many strong men come here like moths to a flame, looking for the hope of becoming immortals, but in the end they die in depression here.”

“Do you think the death of these ancient corpses is related to the ancient creatures and the skeletons?”

“No, this person of ours lived a hundred thousand years ago, and as Patriarch Hongjun said, the spirit of that skeleton has only been cultivating for ten thousand years.”

“Now that I think about it, the emperor in front of the skeleton probably died here in search of an opportunity to become an immortal. It’s just that the skeleton was born because of the emperor’s strength.”

“Then, how did these people die? Could it be that there is a hidden murderous intention in this immortal palace?”

……

The monks sighed as they looked at the countless white bones. The face of Saint Yaoguang turned ashen, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the head of the Jiang family, and the magic pattern of Tu Tian’s Heaven Devouring Magic Pot moved to the surface of his body like a living thing.

“Look!” Ji Ziyue suddenly pointed deep inside the hall, “There’s an altar over there!”

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger and saw a huge bronze altar standing at the end of the hall. The surface of the altar was engraved with twisted runes, and each rune was oozing black mucus. In the center of the altar was a jade box, and a soft light was flowing on the surface of the jade box.

“What is that?” Ye Fan asked.

“It may be the key to becoming an immortal.” Jiang Han said in a deep voice, “But it may also be a fatal trap.”

“Master, go and take a look!” Duan De walked towards the altar with courage, and the vajra in his hand drew sparks on the ground. A layer of golden Buddhist text appeared on the surface of his fat body, which was a protective magic weapon that he had just stolen from the ruins of the Buddhist country.

Just as Duan De approached the altar, the runes on the surface of the altar suddenly lit up, and a blood-red beam shot out from the altar, heading straight for Duan De’s face. Wherever the beam passed, a black crack was corroded in the space, and the wails of countless wronged souls came from the crack. “Be careful!” Ye Fan hurriedly reminded.

Duan De reacted very quickly, holding the vajra in his hand horizontally in front of him. However, the blood-colored beam directly penetrated the vajra and hit Duan De’s chest. Duan De screamed, his fat body flew backwards, hit the bronze wall, and vomited blood.

“Uncle De!” Ji Ziyue exclaimed.

Jiang Han’s figure flashed and appeared beside Duan De. He waved his hand and sent out a bolt of lightning, with red and yellow lightning flowing on the surface of the lightning, and each bolt of lightning was purifying the black fog. The lightning struck the altar, and the runes on the surface of the altar were instantly extinguished.

“Are you okay?” Jiang Han asked.

Duan De barely stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: “Master Dao, I am blessed with a long life, this little injury is nothing.”

Everyone approached the altar cautiously and found that the light on the surface of the jade box had disappeared. Jiang Han stretched out his hand to open the jade box, and a dazzling golden light shot out from it, illuminating the entire hall.

“This is…” Jiang Han looked at the things in the jade box in surprise.

In the jade box was a crystal clear bead, with colorful halos flowing on the surface of the bead, each of which exuded the power of destroying the world. In the center of the bead, a tiny crack was looming, as if it contained endless mysteries.

“This is the Immortal Pearl!” The Jiang family patriarch exclaimed, “It’s a legendary treasure that can help people break through to the Emperor Realm!”

“But…” Saint Yaoguang frowned and asked, “Why is there a crack?”

“Maybe someone has tampered with it.” Jiang Han said in a deep voice, “Or maybe this is a trap.”

At this moment, the runes on the altar surface lit up again, and the beads in the jade box made a sharp whistling sound. The colorful halo on the surface of the beads instantly turned blood red, and black mucus oozed out of the cracks.

“Not good!” Jiang Han shouted, “Everyone retreat!”

However, it was too late. The bead suddenly exploded, and a blood-red shock wave swept across the entire hall. Wherever the shock wave passed, the monks’ protective auras evaporated instantly, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Jiang Han deployed the Thunder Domain, protecting Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue, Duan De and others. Countless golden lines appeared on the surface of the Thunder Domain, and each line exuded the ancient seal. The shock wave hit the Thunder Domain, making a piercing whistle, but it could not break through.

“This is…” Ji Ziyue looked at the tragic scene outside in horror.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family, and other powerful men were wiped out in the shockwave, leaving only some broken weapons scattered on the ground. The ordinary cultivators were even more vulnerable, with no remains left.

“This is the price of becoming an immortal.” Jiang Han said in a deep voice, “The price of greed.”

“Then what about us…” Ye Fan asked.

“Let’s leave here.” Jiang Han said, “There is nothing we need here anymore.”

Everyone nodded and followed Jiang Han out of the Bronze Immortal Palace. Outside the palace, the sun was shining brightly, as if the bloody massacre had never happened. But the smell of rotting corpses in the air and the bloodstains on the ground told of the tragedy that had just happened.

“Where are we going next?” Ji Ziyue asked.

Jiang Han looked towards the ancient forbidden land in the distance and said in a deep voice: “Go there, find the mother energy of all things, and unlock the seal of the Bronze Immortal Palace.”

“Okay, let’s go together.” Ye Fan said firmly.

Jiang Han nodded and led everyone towards the ancient forbidden land. Their figures gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving behind a messy battlefield and the exclamations of countless cultivators.

“Is it so difficult to become an immortal?”

“Is the Red Dust Immortal mentioned by Patriarch Hongjun the Immortal they are looking for?”

“Did you see Patriarch Hongjun after you came in?”

The whispers of the monks echoed in the bronze immortal palace, and the voices aroused layers of echoes in the empty hall. The dragon-patterned tripod of the Yaoguang Saint Lord was suspended above his head, and the body of the tripod reflected the reflections of countless skeletons, and every pattern was oozing black mucus. The flames from the Hengyu Divine Furnace of the Patriarch of the Jiang Family jumped among the corpses, reflecting the solidified blood words in a flickering manner.

“Look at these bones!” Tu Tian’s pottery jar suddenly trembled violently, and black mist overflowed from the mouth of the jar and hovered over the skeletons. “These people all died when they exploded while trying to reach the Emperor Realm!”

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a skeleton ten feet tall with both hands stuck into the ground. His spine was covered with cracks, and dark golden blood remained in each crack. His skull was split into three pieces, and his brain had long solidified into black crystals, but it still exuded a faint imperial power.

“This is… a warrior of Emperor Hengyu!” The Immortal Tear Tower of the Saint Lord of Yao Chi emitted rays of light, and an ancient scroll appeared on the tower. “Thirty thousand years ago, he followed Emperor Hengyu to conquer the starry sky, but eventually fell in this bronze immortal palace!”

Rumble!
The Bronze Immortal Palace suddenly shook violently, and the eyes of the bronze dragon on the top of the palace burst into blood. A huge pressure came down from the nine heavens, as if the entire star field was crushing them. The monks’ protective auras instantly shattered, and their bones made loud cracking sounds under the heavy load. Even the powerful ones vomited blood and plowed deep trenches on the ground.

“Look!” The Peacock King’s colorful feathers broke under the pressure. He pointed to the dome on the top of the temple, “Chaos energy!”

Everyone looked up and saw a crack in the dome, and the chaotic energy poured into the hall like the Milky Way. This force was as violent as the beginning of the universe, and the stars were annihilated and reborn in it. Every drop of chaotic liquid was as heavy as a thousand pounds. In the chaotic energy, a vague figure could be vaguely seen sitting in it, surrounded by nine-colored lightning.

“That’s… Ancestor Hongjun!” Ji Ziyue exclaimed, her thunder pattern jade bottle spinning wildly in the chaotic energy, “He is absorbing the chaotic mother energy!”

Jiang Han was suspended in the primordial energy, his robes rustling. Countless golden lines appeared on his skin, each of which was devouring the mysterious and yellow spirit in the primordial energy. His eyes were closed, but he could clearly sense the great laws contained in the primordial energy – that was the secret to transcending the emperor realm and the key to becoming a mortal immortal.

[The system has obtained enough mother energy for all things, and the host has obtained an equal amount of mother energy for all things. Mission completed, rewards will be distributed with the host when he returns to Xuanhuang Continent]

The moment the mechanical sound sounded in Jiang Han’s sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Han’s sea of ​​consciousness underwent earth-shaking changes. Every leaf of the Bodhi tree was shining with chaotic divine light, the illusion seeds bloomed with colorful halos, and the ancient totem appeared on the surface of the Yan Emperor’s seed. Above them, a ball of chaotic energy was slowly condensing to form a miniature universe. (End of this chapter)