Luo Chuan turned around, looked at Wang Wei and Hu Juan who were walking over, and smiled, "Brother Wang, you've come too."
Wang Wei nodded, sighed, and said, "Yes, we've been through a lot lately. If I hadn't reacted quickly, my wife and I would probably have died a horrible death out there."
Hu Juan pursed her immature lips, then looked at the palace before her and realized that this must be the palace of her master, Immortal Emperor Qinglin.
I just don't know if my master is still here.
Even before the palace has opened, many cultivators have already gathered here in search of treasures, including eight Sunie Realm experts from the Cultivation Alliance.
However, in order to successfully obtain the treasures inside, the group of cultivators did not make a move. After all, if the palace opened while they were making a move, it might allow others to take advantage of the situation and enter.
That wouldn't be good.
"Where is the Ancient Demon Bero?" Luo Chuan looked around but couldn't find Bello. He couldn't help but look at Cloud Immortal Couple and ask.
Even the Cloud Immortal Couple, were unsure, because after entering the forest, everyone was teleported to different locations. If it weren't for their being Daoist couple and possessing a special affinity for treasures, it would have been difficult for them to gather together.
Seeing that Wang Wei didn't know where the Ancient Demon Bero had gone, Luo Chuan didn't say anything more, but he knew in his heart that Bello wouldn't die so easily in the outside world.
Tian Yunzi stroked his goatee and transmitted his voice, " Luo Chuan, I have something I want to tell you. Come here."
Luo Chuan, with one hand behind his back, glanced at Tian Yunzi, who was transmitting his voice to him not far away, and said calmly, "Just say what you have to say. There's no need to hold back."
Seeing that Luo Chuan was ignoring him, Tian Yunzi couldn't help but frown. " Luo Chuan, I am still your master. Is this your way of respecting your teacher?"
"Master?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Chuan sneered, " Tian Yunzi, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Taking me as your disciple is nothing more than wanting to make me your cultivation tool."
"You should know better than anyone how the Seventh of the Purple Lineage perished back then."
Luo Chuan shrugged, his expression indifferent as he retorted, "You're only at the Three Decays of Heaven and Man now, what right do you have to bark in front of me?"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.
Tian Yunzi's face instantly turned ashen, his signature amiable smile vanished, and a sinister killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Good... very good!"
Tian Yunzi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and a ferocious smile appeared on his lips.
"As expected of Ancient God Body, you managed to deceive my deductions and reach this point. Now that you've torn off the pretense, there's no need for us to pretend to be master and disciple anymore."
Tian Yunzi waved his sleeve, no longer concealing the aura of authority befitting a superior. Although this aura appeared somewhat weak in the face of a powerful figure like Luo Chuan, he was still backed by powerful figures from the Cultivation Alliance and the patriarch of the Daluo Sword Sect.
Fellow Daoists!
Tian Yunzi suddenly raised his voice, his gaze sweeping over the restless Sunie Realm experts around him.
"The inheritance of the Immortal Emperor Qinglin is extraordinary. This boy is cruel and powerful. If he were to inherit the inheritance, I'm afraid no one in this Cave Abode World would be able to restrain him."
"For the sake of our opportunity, why don't we join forces to drive this fiend away?"
These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.
Those cultivators who were initially observing suddenly turned their gazes fiery and greedy.
Luo Chuan's displayed strength is too great; in a one-on-one fight, no one is confident of victory, but if attacked by a group...
" Tian Yunzi, your methods of sowing discord are far too rudimentary."
Luo Chuan sneered and took a step forward. The surging energy spread outwards like a raging storm, distorting the air wherever it passed.
The snow on the square was instantly blasted away, and the closest Sunie Realm cultivators felt a tightness in their chests and involuntarily took several steps back.
"Anyone who wants to die, come and try."
Luo Chuan's gaze swept across the entire room like lightning, finally landing on Tian Yunzi, his eyes filled with contempt.
"As for you, Tian Yunzi, don't think I don't know what you're up to. The palace gates are about to open, and you're just trying to use me to get rid of these troublesome ants."
"Whether you're destined to be the oriole that catches the worm depends on whether you have the fate to do so."
Tian Yunzi's pupils contracted sharply. Luo Chuan had seen through his scheme in one sentence, but he didn't panic. Instead, he smiled sinisterly:
"So what if it is? Luo Chuan, you brat, you can't survive in this cave with just brute force. We'll see!"
Just as tensions were rising, the majestic palace ahead suddenly trembled violently, and a dazzling golden light shot out from the cracks in the tightly closed doors, followed by a second, a third...
"The gate is about to open!"
Someone shouted, and everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.
The two sides, who had been locked in a standoff, had no choice but to temporarily suppress their murderous intent, their eyes fixed on the slowly opening palace doors.
Luo Chuan snorted coldly, ignoring Tian Yunzi, and turned to look at Wang Wei and Hu Juan beside him, his tone softening as he said:
"Brother Wang, once we go inside, many things will change. You two stay close behind me. If anything dares to block our way, kill it without mercy."
Wang Wei gripped the magic weapon in his hand tightly and nodded emphatically. "Brother Luo, rest assured, I will definitely not hold you back at this time!"
Rumble...
The heavy jade gate finally opened completely, and an ancient and weathered aura rushed out, as if it had traversed countless ages.
Deep within the palace, a colossal statue of an immortal Immortal Emperor and a nine-colored ball of light suspended in mid-air can be vaguely seen.
"The opportunity lies within!"
With a roar, the cultivators, who could no longer contain themselves, surged into the main hall like a tidal wave.
Luo Chuan's eyes narrowed, and lightning flickered around him. Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly frowned and looked past the crowd towards a shadowy corner deep inside the hall.
As the palace collapsed, it was as if a swirling storm had been abruptly interrupted, creating a shockwave that rumbled outwards in all directions.
The middle-aged man who stood up was none other than Qing Lin, the former number one among the Four Immortal Worlds and the strongest Immortal Emperor who was invincible throughout the world!
At this moment, however, his eyes blazed with intense demonic flames, and a suit of black armor covered his entire body, its layers upon layers like scales, covering every part of his body.
Behind it, amidst the surging demonic energy, a cloak materialized, fluttering even without wind. At the tip of the cloak, the phantom of Ancient Devil materialized.
The dense armor completely concealed the man's appearance, with only the demonic fire in his eyes emitting bursts of red light. He took a step forward the instant the palace collapsed.