Before long, led by the old man, Qin Shaofeng arrived before the gates of the Nine Spirits Palace.
When he saw the three large golden characters on the plaque above the gates, Qin Shaofeng immediately felt that the person who had written them was anything but ordinary.
The strokes of those three characters were powerful and lifelike, as though they might leap from the plaque and roam about at any moment. It was as if the person who wrote them had bestowed life upon them.
To achieve such a feat, their strength must have been far from low!
Qin Shaofeng remained absorbed in them for a long while before he suddenly heard the old man's voice.
"Go in. Those three characters are not something someone at your current realm can comprehend. If you keep staring at them, you'll find that your mind cannot bear the strain."
Qin Shaofeng jumped in fright and only then realized that much of his Mental Power had already been depleted. A chill ran through his heart.
Sure enough, his current realm was still far too low!
Qin Shaofeng increasingly felt that although his realm had recovered rather quickly, it was still far too slow.
"Go in by yourself. Do not trust what you see. Only you yourself know what is real and what is false," the old man said with a smile as he looked at Qin Shaofeng.
The next instant, Qin Shaofeng felt a force shove him, and his entire body stepped into the Nine Spirits Palace.
Bang!
The instant Qin Shaofeng entered the Nine Spirits Palace, its gates, which had been wide open, immediately slammed shut.
Yet Qin Shaofeng did not notice the strange smile that appeared on the old man's face after the palace gates closed.
The moment he entered the