The black and red gases were weak, dissipating upon leaving the jade slip.
"It's the aura of the Void Demons!" Jian Lan stepped forward, looking at the three jade slips. "Are there still Void Demon creatures alive within this sealed area?"
"Boom!" Wang Le's jade slip was flung upwards and shattered with a roar, attracting the attention of the creatures from the Hong family's four clans.
"Wang Fu, it seems your Wang family will be disappointed again!" Hong Shan said with a sneer, his eyes narrowed.
"Hmph!" Wang Fu's face darkened. This ambush had been even more devastating than the losses in the Northern Nether Sea. The four clans of Wang, Zhan, Jian, and Gu had joined forces, and only Wang Yunxuan and Wang Zhuo remained, a near-total annihilation.
"How are you all doing? The damage from these red streaks is getting worse and worse. Hurry and replenish your divine power!" Wang Zhuo said, his body covered in blood.
"Look!"
"Isn't that the wooden sword?"
Wang Yunxuan, who had been lying on the ground, panting, suddenly exclaimed in horror. The others followed. Wang Zhuo took out a blue spirit orb that lit up considerably. Following the light, they saw the wooden sword, crafted from Cheng Tian wood, which had been floating on runes outside the palace, now lying quietly before Wang Yunxuan.
"This isn't that wooden sword. I can't feel any divine power from this one. Look at the cracks; this wooden sword has suffered devastating damage. It's not the undamaged wooden sword from outside!" Xia Xinyu said.
"It's indeed not the same one, but they look so alike. Why did the Immortal Lord forge so many wooden swords? Even though Cheng Tian Wood has fallen, it is still a deity in the hearts of all beings in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces. How could the Immortal Lord do this?" Wang Zhuo refused to believe it. He couldn't believe the Immortal Lord would harm Cheng Tian Wood, let alone destroy it on such a scale after its true demise.
Dian Wei, Long Ju, and Yang Youji watched everything silently. It had little to do with them. After a glance, the three looked up with concern at the faint light floating in the distance in the darkness.
"We should leave quickly. This light could extinguish at any moment!" Yang Youji worried. If it did, they might all perish here. Su Dan Fiction Network.
"Let's go!" Wang Zhuo pulled Wang Yunxuan up. The six of them walked intermittently, enduring countless barrages of red streaks along the way.
"Boom!"
Half an hour later, several more terrifying red streaks struck. Wang Yunxuan, the proud scion of the Wang family, could no longer withstand the onslaught and was reduced to a mist of blood by one of the streaks.
"Wang Yunxuan!!" Wang Zhuo's eyes turned red. Although Wang Yunxuan was his descendant, he was the future of the Wang family!
Not far away, Dian Wei and the other two had their divine beast armor on the verge of falling off, each piece radiating its last vestiges of energy.
Finally, they reached the lamp. At that moment, the light extinguished, and the darkness that filled the world dissipated. Long-awaited light fell upon the land. The armor on Dian Wei and the other two had completely disintegrated. They were covered in blood, as if they had fought a desperate battle, barely clinging to life. Wang Zhuo and Xia Xinyu were not much better off, only slightly less battered than the other three.
Without time to survey their surroundings, the group immediately sat down cross-legged, clutching precious spiritual materials and continuously drawing divine power to nourish and heal their severely injured bodies and spirits.
Three hours later, they rose from their recuperation and scanned their surroundings. All five were stunned. After walking such a long distance and narrowly escaping death countless times from the red streaks, the path from the palace entrance to the light was only twenty zhang. They had likely entered another void array upon entering the palace doors. Only by exiting the array and reaching the light could they truly enter this mysterious palace.
"Look!" Long Ju exclaimed in fear. Before them, in the center of the palace, was a colossal throne, standing amidst thick, reddish-black gas. Seated on the throne was a corpse identical to the one carved on the palace gate. The corpse was remarkably well-preserved. It wore no armor, but a pure black dragon robe, a golden crown on its head, and its eyes were closed, with mysterious black runes slowly flowing across its eyelids. Its feet were clad in black dragon-head boots.
"Could this be the body of the Void Demon leader?" Dian Wei's heart pounded. He instinctively placed his hand on his chest. When he, Yang Youji, and Long Ju had arrived, Yang Hao had given him a portrait of Li Yuanba, reminding him to use the portrait if he was outnumbered, as it could suppress all enemies in the world! The leader of the Void Demons! That was a supreme being who had clashed with the Immortal Lord!
Wang Zhuo looked towards Xia Xinyu. If any of the five of them could identify this corpse, it would be her. That era was nearing its end when she rose to prominence.
"This corpse is not the Void Demon leader. I saw the Void Demon leader from afar once during the battle in Changsheng City. He was very burly, like a human, not this hideous face," Xia Xinyu shook her head, her tone very certain.
"Caw! Caw! Caw!"
Suddenly, the great hall trembled. The extinguished lamp reignited with a whoosh. The corpse on the throne burst into flames, a green fire ten zhang high, reaching the very ceiling of the hall. Behind the corpse, an entire wall vibrated and split open with a rumble, revealing another immense hall within. This hall contained even more Void Demon corpses, ninety-one in total.
The few people calmed their minds and moved forward. The same scene repeated itself eight times before it finally stopped. Beyond the hall was a boundless world of ice and snow, with jagged mountain peaks like wolf's teeth piercing the clouds, and thousands of peaks like divine swords plunged into the earth.
"What place is this now?"
"It feels like we've entered one grotto-heaven after another, like reincarnation. We can't seem to reach the end?" Long Ju said grimly.
"General Long is right. First, a dark space where we nearly died multiple times, then several halls containing the remains of the Void Demons, and now this world of ice and snow. Who knows what lies ahead," Yang Youji said, looking at the magical, jagged peaks ahead.
"Look at that mountain peak. Doesn't it resemble the Immortal Lord's wooden sword we saw?"