A huge hole split open in the sky, and seven-colored radiance streamed out from within it.
Among the many legends, some said that the divine palace had fallen from the heavens. Otherwise, why would the sky split open into a huge hole every time the divine palace appeared, with thousands upon thousands of rays of rosy light bursting from the opening?
Others said that the divine palace lay beneath the year-round ice and snow of Kunlun Mountain, surfacing from underground only whenever a great calamity befell the Divine Land. If that were not the case, how could Wuxin Valley exist as this place of divine manifestation?
Where exactly the Kunlun Divine Palace was hidden remained a mystery even now, drawing countless people to seek it out and solve the puzzle.
Two tall figures flew into the sky above Wuxin Valley. Looking at the towering palace standing over the empty valley, both were struck dumb with shock.
"Is this the legendary Kunlun Divine Palace?" Tie Mu Xin asked, his pupils widening as he spoke in astonishment.
"It must be." Cai Pa spoke up. "Aside from the Kunlun Divine Palace, where else in the world could there be such a divine wonder?"
"The ground is running with blood, and corpses are strewn everywhere. It seems there was a fierce battle just now. I wonder how Li Mu Yang is doing. Could he have been—killed by those people?"
"Li Mu Yang is the White Dragon. Even if he cannot withstand humanity's united forces, he still has the ability to protect himself and escape. How could he be so easily harmed by humans?"
"That's true." A happy smile appeared on Tie Mu Xin's face again. He said, "Since there's no one outside, that proves everyone has entered the divine palace—its gates are wide open.