In his memories, the palace had a total of nine levels.
The towering blood qi it released obscured its exact appearance, leaving only a rough outline visible.
The lunar and solar Star Power were the same.
Jiang Changkong arrived before the palace. Its gates had already been destroyed, and gaping holes had been blasted through the surrounding walls.
Everything was blood-red. Amid the dense blood qi, humanoid figures were carved into the ruined walls.
Each of these humanoid figures bore Force Patterns like his own.
Some of those Force Patterns formed dragon heads, while others formed snake heads.
His gaze passed through the gates. The interior was utterly empty; aside from drifting blood qi, there was nothing.
Jiang Changkong took a deep breath and walked inside.
The moment he stepped into the Blood Qi Palace, trails of blood qi patterns emerged across the floor beneath his feet.
This place was covered in star arrays!
In other words, it was filled with killing intent.
Without sufficient strength and without the Three-Colored Stone Pearl, anyone who came here would likely die.
But now, he had no idea just how powerful this palace still was, so he did not dare release the Three-Colored Stone Pearl to test it.
At the end of his vision stood a staircase leading to the second floor.
He did not hurry up. His gaze swept across the walls, where star script and humanoid figures had been carved.
"Below immortals and gods, the ultimate limit of strength... shattering the void?"
Jiang Changkong studied a line of star script, a trace of gravity in his eyes.
There was an abundance of star script, densely packed, occupying nearly every space without a figure.
Having studied star script, he noticed that the writing methods of these characters differed somewhat.
More than one