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The inheritance of the Seven Stars Heavenly Palace was not so easily obtained.

When the ancestors of those factions had breached the Seven Stars Heavenly Palace's formation back then, plenty of mishaps had occurred.

Now that the most crucial Ziwei Hall had opened, there would definitely be no shortage of underhanded traps inside.

Not a single cultivator from the major factions dared step forward; all of them retreated.

Wang Daoyuan, however, did the exact opposite. The formation had already been opened, and these people would soon tear down the bridge after crossing the river.

If he retreated with them now, he would be courting death.

He might as well continue forward. Even if he encountered some danger, it would still be better than falling into the hands of these major factions.

He used the Hidden Demon Art and Cloud Smoke Evasion, fleeing into the hall.

The people outside the hall wanted to enter, yet did not dare to.

When the other halls had been opened back then, quite a few Nascent Soul Cultivators had died.

It could be said that every faction's gains had been bought with the lives of their disciples.

They had not expected Ziwei Hall, which had remained unopened for tens of thousands of years, to suddenly open now. They had not made any preparations at all.

A Wen family cultivator asked, "Are we just going to stand here and watch, fellow Daoists?

"That brat most likely obtained the Core Inheritance of the Seven Stars Heavenly Palace. Once he enters Ziwei Hall, he may soon strip it clean of all its treasures."

A Divine Pill Sect cultivator laughed. "How about Fellow Daoist Wen goes in first to scout it out? If there are benefits, you can take an extra share as well."

The burly cultivator from the