One Thousand and One Nights!!

The last time he attempted the ninth palace, he was ejected in less than a second.

This time, although he still encountered tremendous repulsive force, Shen Zhui was already able to stand firm.

The interior of the hall was extremely plain: a bright yellow throne, with two rows of bronze pillars stretching all the way to the steps beneath it.

Yet when Shen Zhui's gaze fell upon the throne, he was still given a huge shock.

Because on that throne sat a figure, its body slightly bent at the waist, both hands spread across its knees.

Its enormous head was lowered, as if it were looking at the ground.

But even with its head lowered, Shen Zhui could still feel the domineering, unyielding aura radiating from the figure!

What shocked Shen Zhui most was that the figure's hands were fair and smooth, the flesh of its palms still carrying a faint rosy hue.

"Eternal Great Dao! This is... an emperor?!"

"An indestructible physical body—could he still be alive?!" Shen Zhui's heart trembled violently.

Unlike the half-skeletal, half-flesh body of Great Emperor Ximing that he had seen before, this figure was incomparably lifelike, almost like a True Person.

"This junior happened to obtain the inheritance of the Nine Nether Divine Sect. Greetings, senior!" Unsure of the situation, Shen Zhui first cupped his hands courteously toward the figure on the throne.

However, the figure on the throne did not move at all, as if it had completely died.

"Could he already be dead? My Unity Heart Power detected no fluctuations of life. Could it really be..." Shen Zhui was filled with uncertainty.

For an emperor-level powerhouse, anything was possible.

Besides, when he had first entered, he seemed to have seen that figure rise to its feet.

But now, everything seemed to indicate