Although there are many mysteries, one day they will be completely solved.
Feng Qingyang was cautious by nature. After the ghost soldiers passed by, he came to the back of the crowd again. Although he was the strongest here with his strength, no one recognized him in the chaos. Instead, the dazzling stick of the Holy Prince attracted the attention of countless cultivators.
When the ghost soldiers passed by, the swamp on the ground also disappeared. This time, everyone was no longer as impulsive as at the beginning, but instead conducted a tentative test first.
When everything was confirmed to be foolproof, the crowd lined up again and rushed forward quickly. After all, compared with the previous people, they had already wasted too much time here.
If all the immortal treasures of Taihao Immortal Palace are in the deepest part, then wouldn't they who are late miss them all? Human nature is greedy, so it is not acquired, but it is also innate.
Looking at the crowd disappearing like locusts, Feng Qingyang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Is this... their sorrow? They knew that this place was full of traps, but they were still eager to die."
"It's just human nature," the Holy Prince said quietly. Although he didn't have Feng Qingyang's cunning, his vision was naturally extraordinary. Those crazy and forgetful people were all powerful ancient emperors in the spiritual world.
But under the temptation of the immortal rules, they all lost their former composure. It’s not that they are too greedy. If you look at it from another perspective, perhaps they will be relieved.
The last catastrophe in the spiritual world, although on the surface it was a change of the way of heaven, but with their identities and antiquity, how could they not know what was about to happen? Was it really just a simple catastrophe
No one wants to die, not even Feng Qingyang. If he doesn't want to die, there is only one possibility, and that is to make himself infinitely powerful.
But the identity of the ancient emperor, although no one can shake it at normal times, but when the three thousand cultivation stars in the spiritual world began to collapse, at that moment, their iron bucket power began to disintegrate. Without the protection of the three thousand heavenly ways, I am afraid that in the great catastrophe, they will be the first to bear the brunt. This is why, when the Xuanhuang land is opened, especially when the immortal laws appear in the Taihao Immortal Palace, they will lose their minds and fall into madness.
In order to survive, they gave up everything!
"Let's catch up too..." At last, Feng Qingyan sighed, and together with the Holy Prince, they turned into a long rainbow, piercing through the sky and earth, and disappeared into the distance with a loud bang.
The sky has a canopy as its dome. Since it is called Taihao Immortal Palace, it is naturally not accessible to ordinary people. Seven or eight of the cultivators who first entered have already died due to the intervention of the rules of heaven. What is pitiful is that the people behind are still rushing in one after another.
Three hundred feet ahead, a restriction appeared again. This restriction looked like an ancient tomb, with a round roof like the sky, outlining the arrangement of three thousand stars.
When Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince arrived, half of the original dozens of people disappeared inexplicably. The remaining half of the Ancient Emperor Curse Master had long lost their initial madness. They all looked pale, as if they had seen a ghost.
What's more, when Feng Qingyang got closer, he just happened to hear one of the Curse Masters whose mind was shaken. He was trembling and curled up at the back of the crowd, muttering non-stop, and the words he said were only two words incoherently, which was - there is a ghost!
Feng Qingyang was trembling all over. In the spirit world, powerful beings were everywhere. How could there be ghosts? Even if there were, they were ghost cultivators from the Ghost King Sect. However, after the collapse of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, ghost cultivators had long disappeared under the will of Heaven.
It can be said that there is no more ghost in this world today. Once you die, you will be permanently reduced to ashes. There is no chance of reincarnation or rebirth.
There is a small river in front of the ancient tomb, with a faint mist lingering above it, making it look like a fairyland on earth. There is a bridge over the river, connecting where they are now standing and the ancient tomb. This bridge is the only passage.
"This place is very strange. After we arrived here, we were suppressed by the rules here. We can't fly into the air. If we want to cross the river, we can only walk on this small bridge." Someone saw Feng Qingyang in deep thought and said kindly.
Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and looked at the person who spoke, a middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold dragon robe. He must be an ancient emperor. He nodded and smiled kindly, without the urgency of ordinary people. On the contrary, there was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.
"What's your name?" Feng Qingyang smiled in return. As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person. The other party was in such a humble attitude. If Feng Qingyang was too fierce, it would seem a bit bad.
"Fellow Daoist, you can call me Tianji Zhenren!"
"Tianji? Zhenren?" Feng Qingyang murmured, his heart suddenly shocked, isn't this the Tianji Ancient Emperor among the three thousand ancient emperors? This person is the most mysterious among these ancient emperors, I didn't expect to meet him now.
The Ancient Emperor Tianji was not known for his cultivation, but his divine divination skills were extremely powerful. Such people were usually elusive, and he never expected that he would meet him now.
"Does the Master have any good ideas?" Before Feng Qingyang could speak, the Holy Prince spoke impatiently. He was not a fool and naturally had heard of the name of the Ancient Emperor Tianji.
The other party was stunned, but soon he was relieved. He flipped his palm and a Xuantian Treasure Mirror appeared. He smiled at Feng Qingyang and the Holy Prince and said, "In fact, with my cultivation level, I can't figure out the clues of the restrictions here. But what I can be sure of is that if we use external force forcibly, or cross the small bridge rudely, it will inevitably cause a chain reaction, and this reaction can kill us instantly."
As he spoke, he nodded at the two of them and explained in detail to them, or it could be said that he was explaining for the Holy Prince alone. Since he was known as the God of Secrets, how could he not know Feng Qingyang's identity
Although the other party is not good at divination, his powerful array technique is unrivaled. If the two of them cooperate, they may be able to increase the chances of breaking the restriction here. This is why he appeared at this time.
Feng Qingyang looked normal, his deep eyes showed no ripples at all. He looked at the small bridge in front of him, without saying a word, and fell into a brief silence.
"Taihao Immortal Palace originally existed in the form of a cemetery. We may have now arrived at the deepest part of the cemetery. The ancient tomb in front of us is obviously the final place where the immortals are hidden." The Holy Prince glanced at the silent Feng Qingyang and spoke.
Although he didn't understand formations or divination, his experience was enough for him to guess a little bit, at least he wouldn't charge forward blindly.
"You are right, fellow Daoist..."