Walking out of the cave, it was quiet, but an extrely scorching sensation appeared, presenting an extre contrast to everything inside the cave.
It was like being in two different worlds of ice and fire.
Along with Ah Wei, Xu Guang stepped onto the path of Blue Mountain, watching the blue muddy ground, he was extrely cautious.
Once again taking out the Little Puppet for a test.
Originally brought six, three were lost in the deep cave imprisoning the demon’s heart, leaving only three in hand, which must be used sparingly.
The distance to the top of Blue Mountain was no more than a kiloter at a rough estimate, the surrounding forest was tranquil, towering ancient trees were everywhere.
Standing at a vantage point, one could see at the foot of the mountain the tide-like Shadow Soldiers, making one feel horrified.
Fortunately, walking out of the cave, the feeling of Qi Force being suppressed finally disappeared.
"Ah Wei, how about you wait for here?"
He didn’t know what would happen at the top of Blue Mountain. If danger truly appeared, Ah Wei’s strength might not be of much help.
Ah Wei realized his little thoughts, glared at him, and walked ahead without a word.
Xu Guang chuckled bitterly.
Foolish elephant.
Ah Wei was unwilling to leave, and Xu Guang let him be. Ah Wei clearly didn’t want to beco like the Old Elephant of Spirit Communication Village, lurking in one place for over two thousand years, just waiting for the Buddha’s Son to return.
A rumbling sound ca from the foot of the mountain, as if sothing was vibrating.
Vaguely, several Shadow Soldiers in Black Armor appeared near the mountainside.
Xu Guang was greatly shocked!
The Shadow Soldiers were starting to attack the mountain?
He quickened his pace.
Passing by that deep pit once again, which was buried with countless corpses, the bones were faintly climbing as they squird.
He didn’t look much, continuing up the mountain.
Soon after, seeing the Bronze Hall standing at the top of the mountain, his expression turned serious.
The Bronze Hall was about three to four hundred ters high, with no signs of layering, aning this hall alone was over three hundred ters high, and the area was unimaginable, almost occupying the entire top of Blue Mountain.
Judging from the exterior alone, it was clear that it couldn’t have been built by re mortals.
Was this built by the Array Breaking Martial Saint?
Xu Guang was shocked.
Continuing to observe the surroundings.
Beside the hall, there was a... grass hut?
Grass hut?
He hesitated, then stepped forward to inspect.
The grass hut was quite dilapidated, worn down by years, already decayed, but what shocked Xu Guang was.
The Big Bell hanging in front of the grass hut’s door!
The Big Bell bore so resemblance to the one seen in the deep cave suppressing the demon, but Xu Guang could clearly feel that this Big Bell was likely a replica of the one in the cave.
He took a deep breath and looked towards the grass hut.
’Could this be... the residence of the Array Breaking Martial Saint?’
He hesitated, releasing a puppet to enter the room.
The interior was spotless, with a desk, a ditation mat, and a Six Imperial Spirit Positions.
Confirming there was no danger, Xu Guang carefully entered, examining the inside in detail.
Apart from these few things, there was nothing else.
He felt sowhat disappointed, sitting wearily on the ditation mat, arms resting on the desk, while he took the Broken Jade Ring given by Zhang Fan in his hand to study it.
Suddenly.
A sowhat familiar feeling surfaced.
Was that... the trigger of the Narrator’s profession?
His consciousness instantly ascended, appearing above the small room, with a silhouette seated below.
The figure had a slightly illusory appearance, with a sowhat aged face, white hair flowing, and exuding a terrifying battle intent.
He was pondering with a lowered brow, a manuscript placed in front of him, writing slowly.
’Having sat in the Emperor’s Palace for years, the Horror Demon suppressed below has not yet been vanquished, my body gradually eroded by demonic intent, unable to comprehend the Six Imperial Extres, lanting my lack of Five Divine Techniques, unable to enter the Emperor Palace...’
At this point, he put away the manuscript.
Muttering in a low voice.
"With the Emperor above, student... apologizes..."
The old man slowly rose, and only then did Xu Guang see the cracks appearing on him, black, like a spider web, showing through the white clothes.
He quietly walked out of the grass hut, Xu Guang’s gaze following along.
He took out a Big Bell from his body, moved with the wind, and hung it in front of the grass hut.
Silent for a long ti.
A Seven-Colored Light Saber erged, the saber light flashed.
The cracks on the old man’s body increased, but he seed to have made a final decision, with less conflict on his face, and more calmness.
The brilliance flashed by.
He stood before the Bronze Palace, which had not changed in the slightest from ten thousand years ago to the one Xu Guang saw now.
"The student’s lifespan is short, unable to suppress the Horror Demon, I beg the Emperor’s forgiveness."
Following his gaze, Xu Guang vaguely saw a few large words on the massive Bronze Palace door.
’Qinghua Palace!’
Could this be the Qinghua Emperor’s Palace?
Xu Guang was shocked in his heart, also understanding the predicant of the Array Breaking Martial Saint back then.
The suppression of the so-called Horror Demon seed to have backfired, his lifespan was nearing its end.
Before dying, he wanted to break into Qinghua Palace, seeking survival and breakthrough opportunities.
Whether he succeeded or failed.
Xu Guang did not know.
The scene ended here.
Coming back to his senses, Xu Guang was still sitting quietly on the ditation mat in the grass hut.
He sighed.
Array Breaking Martial Saint...
He looked towards the Bronze Palace outside, his face showing so hesitation.
Such a figure as the Array Breaking Martial Saint resorted to entering the Bronze Palace in desperation, could he survive if he went in?
But thinking of the manuscript the Array Breaking Martial Saint wrote.
’Lanting my lack of Five Divine Techniques...’
Although the things written by the Martial Saint at the ti were few, they seed to hide many great secrets.
Six Imperial Extres, Five Divine Techniques...
Xu Guang contemplated in his heart.
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