Chapter 1 A Resurrected Divine Palace

Perhaps it was due to the collapse of the Divine Palace of Anomalies,

Leading to the resurrection of another supreme divine palace.

The cultivators didn't have time to think and subconsciously rushed towards the location of that divine palace.

Lu Changsheng didn't overthink it either. Although he obtained the Nine-Colored Immortal Liquid, the problem was that his main goal in coming to the Yuanshen Realm was to obtain the supreme demonic artifact.

The Nine-Colored Immortal Liquid was important, but the demonic artifact was even more so.

Immediately, Lu Changsheng followed along.

"Lord Douyuan, shall we go?"

The Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow spoke, asking Douyuan Lingfeng!

"Of course, we must go! Within the Yuanshen Realm, each divine palace requires different criteria. Although his anomaly is powerful, it doesn't mean he's invincible. This time, I must obtain the Yuanshen Treasure Chest!"

Douyuan Lingfeng spoke, and as he spoke, his Yuanshen radiated light, demonstrating his strength. No longer low-key, he wanted to surpass Lu Changsheng.

Although this wasn't his final trump card, he didn't want to lose to Lu Changsheng. He revealed his trump card directly to see who was stronger.

He was the young patriarch of the Douyuan clan and didn't need to be invincible, but he absolutely couldn't lose to a mere human, absolutely not.

Thinking of this, Douyuan Lingfeng flew over directly.

And the others followed along.

That's how it was in the Yuanshen Palace. Whoever took the lead would obtain fortune. Opportunity waits for no one.

In less than half an incense stick's time.

Lu Changsheng was the fastest, arriving at this golden divine palace like a shooting star.

If the previous Divine Palace of Anomalies was magnificent, then this golden divine palace was even more so.

Golden light covered this divine palace, making it look brilliant and majestic. Pavilions and towers, carved beams and painted rafters, looked much grander than the previous Divine Palace of Anomalies.

However, even though Lu Changsheng arrived first, many cultivators had already gathered outside this divine palace.

A glance revealed that there was no shortage of true geniuses.

For example, a strong cultivator with a Yuanshen of 1,200 zhang was an old man. He looked old with white hair and was hidden in the crowd, but Lu Changsheng saw through him at a glance.

Indeed, the lesser hermits hide in the wilds, the greater hermits hide in the city, just as Qingyun Daoren had said. This world was not short of geniuses.

However, Lu Changsheng was also a bit curious. This old man clearly had a background, but he shouldn't be from the God race. God race cultivators wouldn't be so low-key.

Then why was Douyuan Lingfeng so weak?

Only a mere 720 zhang Yuanshen?

Could it be that God race cultivators, like him, were all shams?

Lu Changsheng fell into deep thought.

"Shanting, among the Six Realms, are the God race truly supreme?"

Lu Changsheng slowly opened his mouth, asking Shanting.

"Yes!"

Shanting nodded seriously. He didn't hesitate and answered without hesitation.

"But why is that Douyuan Lingfeng, who has a considerable background, so weak? Could he be a sham?"

Lu Changsheng frowned and asked. He really couldn't understand this point. He understood the halo of decreased intelligence, but he really didn't understand the halo of decreased cultivation.

Before Shanting could answer,

Douyuan Lingfeng had already arrived behind Lu Changsheng.

As soon as he arrived, before he could say anything, he was stunned. His just calmed-down heart was once again in turmoil.

You're the sham!

Your whole family are shams!

Although he didn't know what a sham meant, he could roughly feel what Lu Changsheng wanted to say.

"Ignorant fool, the Douyuan clan is completely unskilled in Yuanshen and anomalies. What are you besides a terrifying anomaly and a powerful Yuanshen?"

At this moment, Douyuan Lingfeng didn't speak, because he really didn't know what to say.

The Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow spoke directly to explain the situation.

It was just to please Douyuan Lingfeng and show some hostility.

But it was also true.

Lick! You have to lick hard!

No matter the method, lick first.

And Lu Changsheng also understood why the Golden Crow clan was so annoying.

Were they all licking crows? And such hard licking, stepping on one to praise another, how could it not make people feel disgusted?

"It's truly laughable. Weak is weak, strong is strong. Even among the God race, there are different ranks. Thirty-three heavens, thirty-three God clans. The Douyuan clan ranks twenty-fifth. Even if you don't specialize in Yuanshen and anomalies, that's not an excuse."

"Also, didn't you say before that if I, the Changsheng Demon Lord, had two great mythical anomalies, what would you do? Say it, why don't you continue?"

Hearing what the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow said, Shanting couldn't help but speak up, standing up for Lu Changsheng.

"Hmph! I won't speak further with a fallen divine beast like you."

However, the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow snorted lightly and then stopped talking.

How could they talk? He had already exposed his shortcomings. Was he looking for boredom?

"I'm fallen? No matter how fallen my clan is, it's better than your Golden Crow clan, the walking birds of the God race."

Shanting sneered non-stop.

However, at this moment, a rumbling sound came from the golden divine palace.

Then, a beam of golden light shot out from inside the divine palace, forming three words.

[Compare Size]

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of cultivators stared at these three words.

Especially Lu Changsheng, who was extremely surprised.

Compare size?

How could they compare? With so many people around, wasn't it embarrassing?

For the first time, Lu Changsheng felt that the person who opened up the Yuanshen Realm had a problem with their thinking.

But soon, the golden words appeared again.

[Compare the Size of Yuanshen!]

After the golden words appeared, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Oh, so they were comparing Yuanshen size.

Then it was fine, then it was fine.

He was still wondering, why compare sizes for no reason? Couldn't they say it clearly in one sentence?

Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

At the same time, a burst of laughter rang out from the crowd.

"Hahahaha, so it's comparing Yuanshen size. In that case, this poor Daoist will take the lead."

A middle-aged Daoist transformed into fifty zhang and stepped onto the divine palace under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Boom!

With a soft sound, the middle-aged Daoist was directly blasted thousands of miles away, turning into a shooting star.

At this moment, the cultivators were shocked.

A fifty-zhang Yuanshen wasn't even qualified to step on the first step?

What kind of immortal palace was this?

There were many cultivators in the Yuanshen Realm, but it wasn't like everyone had hundreds or thousands of zhang. Even Douyuan Lingfeng, a strong cultivator of the God race, only had 720 zhang.

Other geniuses, with forty or fifty zhang, were already considered good.

"I'll try!"

Someone else spoke, a hundred-zhang Yuanshen, attracting countless envy.

This person stepped onto the first step, but in an instant, he was also blasted away.

A hundred-zhang Yuanshen couldn't even step on the first step?

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes filled with shock.

However, at this moment.

Douyuan Lingfeng moved.

He didn't want to sit still and wait for death. His Yuanshen instantly skyrocketed, and at the same time, he glanced at Lu Changsheng.

He knew that Lu Changsheng's Yuanshen wasn't weak either, but he believed that even if Lu Changsheng's Yuanshen was strong, it definitely wouldn't be much stronger than his.

Could it be that Lu Changsheng could have a 7,200 zhang Yuanshen?

If Lu Changsheng had a 7,200 zhang Yuanshen.

He, Douyuan Lingfeng, on the spot...

Just as Douyuan Lingfeng was thinking in his heart.

In an instant, Lu Changsheng's Yuanshen began to skyrocket.