In the underground secret chamber of the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Rather than calling it a secret chamber, it was more like a small but extremely condensed and realistic small world.
This place was fused with the underground secret chamber. It could not be entered from the outside world and could not be seen, but one could feel the movements of the outside world from the inside.
Emperor Ming fused with the power left behind by the previous emperor and wanted to break through to a higher realm.
At the critical moment of breaking through the bottleneck, inner demons appeared.
"Hmph, a mere inner demon can get close to the body of an emperor?”
Emperor Ming harrumphed coldly and his dragon might erupted. The formless heavenly devil howled and died. However, it was quickly reborn as if it was undying and indestructible.
This was a Skyfiend. It would appear when one broke through to the Inhuman stage. It was one of the tests for cultivators. They were indestructible and could come and go without a trace. The longer they dragged on, the stronger they would become.
In the past, many people had died at this stage.
However, they were blocked by several dragon-shaped soul Qi and could not get close to Emperor Ming's body.
This was also the privilege of the Son of Heaven and the benefit of luck.
It was also one of the reasons why so many people fought for hegemony in the past.
Just as they were in a stalemate, a decadent voice suddenly entered their ears.
"Hmm? Who dares to mess around in the Palace of Heavenly Purity?"
Just as Emperor Ming was fuming, a horrifying scene suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Then do you know that this is a capital crime?"
"To share the burdens of Your Majesty and the Empress, this subject would die for it!”
"Your Majesty, this lowly official has come to help His Majesty share his worries. This lowly official will help His Majesty complete the things that His Majesty has no time to do!”
"Hehehe…then come on, let bengong see what new tricks you have.”
Noble Concubine Wan laughed and swayed her body gracefully.
"Wan Zhen 'er, you…Pfft!"
All of a sudden, Emperor Ming, who was fighting against his inner demons, felt his breathing become chaotic. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned as pale as a sheet. His black hair also turned gray and lusterless.
At the same time, the protective dragon energy was also scattered and could not be condensed. The invisible devil pounced on him like a hungry wolf that had smelled the smell of meat.
"The soul of a human expert smells so good!”
"Another opportunist. Eat!”
"Hurry up and eat!"
In an instant, countless otherworldly demons enveloped Emperor Ming and rushed into the Primordial Spirit Space, devouring his Primordial Spirit.
"Damn it!"
Emperor Ming roared angrily, and his Primordial Spirit Dharma Form appeared. A huge golden dragon roared and instantly shattered the otherworldly demon that pounced on him.
However, the moment these otherworldly demons died, they were quickly reborn.
Emperor Ming was instantly in a life-and-death crisis.
"Looks like the heavens won't let me succeed. Forget it, forget it!”
Emperor Ming suddenly let out a bitter laugh, and his eyes turned sharp." Even if I can't break through in this lifetime, I will take revenge! Slash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Ming suddenly placed his palm on the top of his head, opening a small gap in the door of the True Martial World. It was completely closed and sealed.
Emperor Ming had personally cut off his own path of True Martial.
Puff!
His cultivation level dropped and his primordial spirit was severely injured. Emperor Ming vomited red again. His aura was weak, his face was pale, and more and more white hair appeared on his head.
As he cut off the path of True Martial, the newly formed demons finally wailed and disappeared.
"Damned Wan Zhen 'er, I loved and trusted you so much, but you actually treated me like this. In half a month, I will come out of seclusion, and you two will have to refine your souls for a hundred years and suffer!”
Emperor Ming grunted in anger. Hatred was written all over his face, but cutting off his own path had hurt him greatly as well. Now that his cultivation had reached the bottom, he could only go into seclusion to recover.
Imperial Concubine Wan, who had fought hundreds of rounds with Yu Huatian, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, causing her to go limp.
Yu Huatian also glanced at him in confusion." Strange, why did I feel like I was being spied on? However, the Palace of Heavenly Purity was the emperor's bedroom. It was protected by an array. Even an Immortal Soul Stage expert should not be able to spy on it!”
Even though he was puzzled, he could only suppress his doubts and continue fighting at this critical moment.
Imperial Concubine Wan was mature, noble, and charming. No wonder Emperor Ming doted on her so much.
……
In the ancestral temple.
The old man who was cultivating with his eyes closed opened his eyes again with a regretful expression." As expected, Xian 'er has also failed. He even cut off his own path and has no hope of advancing further. Is the True Martial realm really that difficult?”
"This old man has already told you that it is much more difficult to break through in this era than it was hundreds of years ago.”
Suddenly, an old voice came from the depths of the Imperial Ancestral Temple." Since ancient times, all existences who have stepped into the True Martial realm have achieved it through their own bitter cultivation. No one has ever advanced through treasures, resources, or the power left behind by their predecessors.”
" Treasures, resources, and the power of predecessors can only help you reach the Primordial Soul realm at most. True Martial will need to comprehend laws that belong to you. That will be your lifetime of cultivation comprehension. There are no shortcuts.”
"Even the True Dragon Son of Heaven, who has immense luck, needs to experience countless battles to achieve it.”
"Sigh, we can only wait for Xian 'er to come out of seclusion half a month later. His breakthrough failed and he suffered a backlash. I'm afraid he won't live long.”
The old man sighed, but he did not feel much grief.
Obviously, this kind of thing had happened many times in the past, and he had long been indifferent to it.
Ah! Worship!
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