Chapter 899: Six Years

Under the black ocean, in the vortex of Guixu. The entire ancient emperor was sunk into the depths of Guixu at this moment. This is the legendary Guixu, an absolute realm that even sunlight cannot penetrate.

A strange power shrouded the buildings of the ancient imperial capital. These should be the power formed by the divine glow returned by the incarnation of Emperor Shaohao's faith.

The sky, at this moment, was replaced by the ocean, and the cold and dark ocean, like eternal ice, just suspended in the sky above.

"Da da da--"

The slight sound of footsteps resounded in the ancient imperial capital. Ye Zhong walked slowly, stepping on the ground, and the sound that came out was particularly melodious and pleasant.

Ye Chong did not go directly into Emperor Shaohao's bedroom, but chose to let the ancient emperors who were outside first spare a circle. After a lap, Ye Zhong was sure that at this moment in the ancient imperial capital, he was the only living person, and the rest was dead silence.

At this moment, this ancient imperial capital is like a huge mausoleum, it is burying countless ancient secrets.

After walking for a while, Ye Zhong finally saw something special. That was the mansion that once belonged to the nine great generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty. These places are built like mausoleums, with huge coffins lying horizontally. Besides, the opportunities and inheritances they deliberately left behind have been swept away long ago, leaving nothing behind.

"The incarnation of Emperor Shaohao asked me to do things. It is too difficult. Unless I can cut the way smoothly, otherwise, the probability of success is really too small." Ye Zhong sighed as he walked, "However, since his incarnation suppressed me There must be a reason for being here, saying that they want to send me a great fortune, but where is the fortune?"

At this moment, Ye Zhong was a little speechless. If the so-called good luck was suppressed in this ghost place and it was difficult to get out, it would be better not to.

Soon, Ye Zhong walked back to where Emperor Shaohao's bedroom was. This time, Ye Zhong didn't hesitate anymore, but walked into Emperor Shaohao's bedroom step by step with his hands behind his back.

Even if the Sun Dao Jing is not running, at this moment Emperor Shaohao's bedroom has lost all the power of restraint. As one of the only palaces that has not been searched by outsiders, the things lined up in the bedroom are very simple, a stone bed, a throne and a weapon rack, nothing more.

Ye Zhong first walked to the weapon rack and began to study it carefully. Some of these dust-covered weapons are intact, while others have been damaged. Inside there are weapons made of Fantie, as well as extreme holy weapons, which seem to record the life of Emperor Shaohao. But in the last position, there was a vacant place, and if Ye Zhong expected it well, that position belonged to the imperial weapon.

However, these weapons placed at this moment, no matter whether they are damaged or not, have lost all their spirituality at this moment, and they are just placed there, representing the achievements of Emperor Shaohao.

After Ye Zhong looked carefully for a while, he didn't touch those things, but shook his head and walked towards the stone bed.

The stone bed was covered with a thin mat, which was about to rot, and the pillow seemed to be a piece of precious jade, but it had completely lost its spirituality. It's hard to imagine that, as the only Heavenly Emperor in the Three Thousand God Realms, the bedroom prepared by his subordinates looks like this, without any grandeur.

However, this is probably because Emperor Shaohao was born like this, and he didn't care about these enjoyments. It is very likely that his subordinates just put here the belongings of his whole life.

In the end, Ye Zhong came to the huge throne. The throne is made by combining countless broken sage soldiers. It looks very rough, but you can vaguely see what these sage soldiers looked like in their heyday.

Ye Zhong once heard a legend that Emperor Shaohao forged the weapons of the enemies he had defeated in his life into a throne, and wanted to suppress them forever. At first he thought it was just a legend, but now he understood that most of the legends were true.

And on this rough throne, the only seat, faintly reveals a frightening aura,

"Couldn't this be the good fortune that the incarnation of Emperor Shaohao said?" Ye Zhong frowned, and sat on the throne tentatively after a while.

The moment he sat on it, wisps of the aura of the ultimate holy soldier spread out. Although they were very faint, they almost made people kneel directly on the ground.

"Om—"

An ancient character flew out from between Ye Zhong's eyebrows, and a faint radiance shrouded Ye Zhong's body. It didn't completely isolate the aura of the ultimate holy soldier, but limited it to a range that Ye Zhong could just accept.

"I see."

Ye Zhong understood instantly. He sat cross-legged on the throne and began to practice silently.

At this moment, the Taiyang Dao Sutra began to run spontaneously, carrying Ye Zhong's Tao and Dharma. At the same time, the chapter on the Induction of the Six Gods of the Supreme Supreme also appeared in Ye Zhong's heart at this moment, turning into six big characters, and Ye Ye was shining brightly.

Time has not left the slightest trace in the withered ancient imperial capital, time flies too fast. Ye Zhong practiced alone in the silence like this, his whole body was obliterated by the golden light.

Although his immortal golden body did not achieve great success during this period, it was also partially strengthened.

Enlightenment, practice, strengthening!

This is the only remaining obsession in Ye Zhong's heart in this place. At this moment, he has come to the end of the road of the strongest king, and he can cut the road at any time. But he chose another path, tempering the legendary sixth shrine without any distracting thoughts and forgetting everything.

Just like that, time passed like water, and Ye Zhongduan sat on the throne and remained motionless. And the ancient characters above his head were emitting less and less light, and in the end it was almost dying.

Ye Zhong gradually began to be able to bear the traces of the aura of the ultimate holy soldier. In the end, these auras did not even have any effect on him.

Six years, this time the practice has been carried out for six years without any form or trace. But the Sixth Shrine is really too difficult. For the past six years, Ye Zhong has been practicing the Sun Dao Sutra and the Taishang Six Gods Induction Method, struggling to understand the Tao and constantly comprehending it. Occasionally, he would have a novel experience, the sublimation of the extreme way in an instant, allowing him to break through the confinement of the fifth shrine, and touch the threshold of that legendary realm.

However, this is just an experience, not really stepping into that realm. During these six years, Ye Zhong experienced that feeling several times and knew how wonderful that feeling was. In the King Realm of the Sixth Shrine, the combat power is not just one more shrine, but the power of the six shrines is multiplied, and the power is terrifying.

It's a pity that this feeling can only last for a moment, and he can't stand still. Every time, he feels a little bit, and at the moment when the sixth shrine is about to be born, he is beaten back to his original form.

"According to the old legend, the Sixth God Palace is the only one in the world, and almost no one in the world can reach it. Even those emperors since ancient times, few people can really reach this level, because the Sixth God Palace is too difficult." Ye Recalling some ancient legends, he shook his head slightly.

However, Ye Zhong did not give up on this. This kind of thing cannot be forced. He chose to let nature take its course and send and receive everything as he wanted.

After another half a year, Ye Zhong clearly sensed that the ancient runes floating above his head had returned to his mind. And the aura emanating from the throne built by the extreme holy soldiers is already completely bearable by him.

"Is this the end?" Ye Zhong said to himself, stood up slowly, stared at the sky, and there was a look of ending in his eyes. Six years of hard work, although it was not in vain, but the King of the Sixth God Palace is so difficult, it is really speechless.

"No, I have not failed. I have established myself in this field several times, and my strength is several times stronger than before. At this moment, I can kill ordinary emperors at will. According to the logic Said, I should have entered that realm long ago, but what am I missing?" Ye Zhong said to himself, he was asking the sky, and he was also asking his own heart.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Ye Zhongxin had a feeling and understood the crux of the problem.

"The place where I am hiding is covered by the Heavenly Emperor's aura, so I can't attract the Heavenly Tribulation, and without the Heavenly Tribulation, I will never be able to truly advance to the King of the Sixth Palace. However, if I leave this place, It may be too difficult to experience the moment when one can step into the king rank of the Sixth Shrine."

This is a contradiction, the two are indispensable, but whether he leaves or stays, the two will be lacking.

"Maybe it's time to leave. I understand that state, and I may be able to make a breakthrough in the battle. As long as I leave this place, everything may have more opportunities!"

Finally, Ye Zhong made up his mind and prepared to leave.

Fortunately, that incarnation of faith had long since stayed behind and left the law enforcement. At that moment, Ye Zhong urged the power of the sun to turn into a stream of light and hit the sky.

"boom--"

As the power of the sun spread out, the holy soldier throne under Ye Zhong erupted with a terrifying aura, directly opening the sky.

The ocean opens at this moment, the black ocean cracks. Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Zhong stepped on the ground and jumped into the sky.

The entire Ancestral Dragon Mountain Range was surging at this moment, and many strong men came out of their hiding places, each with a dignified expression.

"Did you see it? Just now, it seems that Guixu has opened!"

"Could it be that the legend is true? It is said that the person who disappeared six years ago did not die, but got a great fortune in it. There are rumors that he will be born soon!"

"What? Impossible?"

"This is from the Ancestral Dragon Palace, there should be no mistake."