Fang Yun looked at the huge black shadow which gradually became clearer and his eyes widened slightly.
Almost everyone looked at the huge thing in front of them in surprise, because this was the first time in three hundred years that the Ice Emperor Palace was displayed to the world.
No words can describe the magnificence of the Ice Emperor Palace.
It was a spectacular building that pierced the sky, but in everyone's perception, it was not a building, but a world, as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea. The Ice Emperor Palace was made up of ice crystals that reflected colorful light, and at first glance it looked like a diamond castle.
The roof of the Ice Emperor Palace is round in shape, somewhat similar to the imperial crown of the Ten Cold Kings, and four points similar to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests of the human race.
Right above the dome of the Ice Emperor Palace, a ray of colorful light shot straight up into the sky. The divine light rushed into the clouds and drilled out a pitch-black hole.
The dark clouds over the ancient land of Shihan seemed to be formed prenatally and never dispersed all year round. Even if all the races tried their best, they could not shake the dark clouds in the sky at all. However, the divine light actually dyed the dark clouds for thousands of miles into layers of clouds. The faint glow fell slowly like a colorful curtain, like smoke and fog, making this place seem to have turned into another world.
The thousands of miles of clouds were affected by the power of the divine light, forming a huge vortex, which even caused the dark clouds thousands of miles away to slowly rotate, and finally formed a huge vortex with a radius of more than ten thousand miles.
The colorful cloud vortex inside is connected to the gray dark clouds outside, as if dividing the two worlds.
This dreamy diamond-like palace appears brand new, yet it exudes an air of antiquity and desolation, like a lonely old man who, even if he is wearing the most gorgeous clothes, has no power to conceal the traces of time in his eyes.
Fang Yun's eyes trembled slightly, and a slight ripple appeared in his heart.
"It turned out to be renamed Bingdi Palace..."
Fang Yun's gaze shifted away from the magnificent Ice Emperor Palace and looked towards the entrance of the Ice Emperor Palace.
Tens of millions of Ice Clan or Blood Demon Barbarians have already set up camp. The road leading to the main gate, which can accommodate hundreds of people walking side by side, is empty, while both sides are filled with military tents, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye can see.
Before the Ice Emperor Palace opens, 20 million people will live here.
Under the shining rays of the sky, this place is surprisingly filled with peace, like a pure land away from worldly disputes.
A moment later, one great demon king or monster king after another rose into the air. The kings of the Ice Clan were either wearing gorgeous human costumes, or only wrapped a thick layer of fur around their waists to reveal their strong bodies, or stood with their hands behind their backs and staring into the air, looking very heroic.
Even without external force, that place seemed to become the end of the vital energy of heaven and earth, and any force that entered would be unable to escape.
Different from the calm and composed Ice Clan kings, those blood demons were murderous. If it weren't for the ancient land of Ten Colds prohibiting fighting before the Ice Emperor Palace opened, these blood demons would have surely joined forces and rushed over.
Just over half a month ago, the Blood Demon Barbarians lost two great demon kings!
There were only thirteen great demon kings in the two cities of Blood Demon Barbarians, and now, there are only eleven left.
The originally peaceful atmosphere became tense, and many people were facing a powerful enemy, but Fang Yun remained calm. He slowly scanned all the demon kings and great demon kings of the Blood Demon Clan and the Ice Clan, memorizing every face and breath in his mind.
Fang Yun felt that more than 90% of the kings were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. He smiled indifferently and slowly descended from his meteoric rise.
White clouds descended one after another above the long human team, and the university scholars and great scholars landed on the ground and began to prepare for setting up camp.
Fang Yun sent a message to the six great scholars, saying that he was going to search for ancient artifacts in Binggong Mountain and would be back in an hour at most. He would no longer hold any official position because there were more important things to do, which were related to the fight for the throne of Han Jun.
The six great scholars agreed immediately, but did not allow Fang Yun to go alone.
A quarter of an hour later, the great scholar Yan Ningxiao and four university scholars accompanied Fang Yun and returned along the same route to Binggong Mountain.
Fang Yun entered the passage due east of Binggong Mountain, which was also the road they had walked before. This time, he no longer just looked, but reached out and touched it.
The moment Fang Yun's fingers touched the carvings on the mountain wall, the carvings actually emitted a faint golden color.
In the eyes of those university scholars and great scholars, Binggong Mountain has not changed at all from before, it is still the same, and there is nothing special about the carvings on the mountain wall.
Rays of golden light flew up from the mountain wall, like strangely shaped golden chopsticks, flying into Fang Yun's Wen Palace.
The complete ancient demon inheritance could only be completed between people of the same bloodline. The ancient demon inheritance of different bloodlines would become fragmented. Fang Yun had to mobilize all his strength to obtain more inheritance.
However, the inheritance obtained in this way does not involve any power inheritance, only event inheritance.
Countless golden light marks gathered in Fang Yun's Wen Palace, constantly colliding and combining. Some of the light marks merged into one, gradually forming meaningful points, lines, and surfaces, and finally forming a complete picture.
However, more light marks were consumed in the collision, turning into points of light that fell on the ground of Wen Palace and were absorbed by Wen Palace.
Wengong Panlong, who had been sleeping, moved slightly, seeming a little anxious, but stabilized after a quarter of an hour.
Whenever light fragments with bright marks fell to the ground, Wen Palace would vibrate slightly.
Every time the traces of light condensed into a complete picture, Wen Gong would tremble violently.
When the Wen Palace vibrates, everything inside the Wen Palace will change accordingly.
At the foot of the Ice Palace Mountain, snow was flying heavily. Fang Yun was holding the wall with his right hand, his head lowered, his body shaking like a sieve. The talents of the Grand Secretary and Wen Xing Longjue seemed to have no effect, and a lot of sweat broke out on his body.
Fang Yun's chest and back were wet, and his clothes were sticking tightly to his body.
Yan Ningxiao and the four university scholars looked anxious. They wanted to help Fang Yun, but they didn't know how. They were afraid that he would be in danger and wanted to interrupt him, but they were also afraid that it was a critical moment and they couldn't stop him.
The five of them could only surround Fang Yun from different directions, looking around vigilantly to prevent anyone from disturbing him.
"What happened to the human race's virtual saint?" A voice came from the side of the road.
The five of them looked at the person who was speaking the evil words.
He was a typical Ice Clan member, two heads taller than an ordinary young man. His arms were thicker than the legs of a middle-aged human man. His entire body was covered with long white hair ranging from three inches to one foot long, even his face was covered with hair.
His eyes were bluer than those of the average Ice Clan member, like a pair of dazzling sapphires. Unlike those dull and indifferent Ice Clan members, he had a smile on his face.
The moment they saw him, the five humans felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Bing Tong, what do you want to do! If you dare to act rashly, I will kill you on the spot even if we have to go into a full-scale war with the Bing Clan!" Yan Ningxiao looked directly at Bing Tong, his body filled with wind and his hair and beard fluttering.
Bing Tong laughed and said, "I am a genius known as the son of the Ice Emperor. How could I attack the human race's Xu Sheng? I was just curious, so I followed to see. It would have been better if I hadn't looked. I was scared when I saw it. You think this Ice Palace Mountain is just a little strange, but in the legend of my Ice Clan, this Ice Palace Mountain is actually a barrier protecting the Ice Emperor Palace. The marks on it are the inheritance left by our Ice Clan ancestors! Unexpectedly, Fang Xu Sheng seems to be accepting the inheritance."
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