Chapter 417: A Purple Palace

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He silently calculated the time in his heart, feeling that time was like flowing water. Nearly three years have passed.

In these three years, he has tempered his "flesh" body to the limit of the Zun realm battle body, and the realm of law has been raised to the late stage of minor success. The nine-fold ban of the Black Dragon War Spear has also been opened to the sixth level!

But his cultivation has never been able to break through to the Wu Zun realm, and in these three years, he has almost exhausted a lot of cultivation resources in the storage ring.

His strength is too strong and his accumulation is too rich. To break through from the ninth level of Wu Sheng to the great realm of Wu Zun, a great opportunity is needed. At least it must be an opportunity that allows ordinary Wu Zun to break through to the realm of Wu Di!

This opportunity may not necessarily be a treasure resource. If it is a momentary perception and sublimation, it can also achieve the effect of breaking through the bottleneck of a great realm.

Since he embarked on the path of martial arts cultivation, Luo Xiu's progress has always been smooth sailing. This is the first time that he has not been able to break through after three years.

Time continues to pass. Five years have passed, and he still can't find an opportunity to break through.

The gods and demons are exploring the way ahead, tirelessly. He closes his eyes and follows behind, realizing his own martial arts.

On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes, because through the eyes of the gods and demons, he saw a corpse floating in the endless void in front of him.

"Corpse? How can there be a corpse here?" Luo Xiu looked up in surprise.

The corpse was a man, with a pair of closed eyes, without the slightest sign of life. He was wearing a golden robe, which had not been erased after countless years. It can be seen that it is definitely not an ordinary treasure.

Luo Xiu walked forward, but suddenly realized the danger and retreated instantly.

He calmed down and looked at it, and found that the area where the corpse was floating was a distorted space.

The twisted space was extremely terrifying. Even with his current extreme state of the Venerable Realm Battle Body, he could not resist it and would be torn apart in an instant.

Only the Emperor Realm-level ‘flesh’ battle body could withstand the tearing of the twisted space, which made Luo Xiu even more surprised.

Could it be that the owner of the corpse was an Emperor Realm powerhouse, or even a God or Demon?

Luo Xiu ‘controlled’ the God and Demon Undead Spirit to walk into the twisted space. The body of this undead spirit was the God or Demon of the past, so it was naturally not afraid of the tearing of the twisted space.

As they got closer, Luo Xiu’s consciousness in the body of the God and Demon Undead Spirit felt the breath of the Emperor Realm powerhouse from the body of the golden-robed man.

This man was indeed an Emperor Realm, but he had no vitality and died in this endless void.

The God and Demon Undead Spirit brought the corpse of the Emperor Realm powerhouse out of the twisted space. Luo Xiu saw that his right hand was tightly clenched, and there was an ancient ‘jade’ tablet in it.

Luo Xiu did not find a storage ring on the body of the man in the golden robe, which made him a little disappointed. If he could get the wealth left by a powerful emperor, perhaps he could sublimate his cultivation and enter the realm of martial honor.

His cultivation accumulation is enough, and his law realm has long exceeded the requirements of breaking through the martial honor. It can be said that he is just one step away from the door, lacking a little opportunity.

The golden robe on the man was made of an unknown material. Luo Xiu felt a trace of the law breath of the great success realm from it.

As a powerful emperor, the level of strength is determined by the law realm. Ordinary emperors are generally in the realm of small success. Only the more powerful ones can master the power of the law of the great success realm.

If you can cultivate the law realm to the perfect realm, you will be at the peak of the emperor realm.

The titled martial emperor of the Xinghai Realm is a special existence. His cultivation has not reached the level of gods and demons, but he can obtain the power of the original law from the title secret realm and have the combat power to compete with gods and demons.

Luo Xiu speculated that the cultivation level of the man in the golden robe might be the middle stage of the Martial Emperor.

"This golden robe is a secret treasure, immortal in the years, perhaps a spiritual treasure level."

Luo Xiu did not mean to be polite or cautious at all. He stretched out his hand to take off the golden robe of the emperor and put it on himself.

With a thought, the golden robe turned into a black robe with nine golden dragons on it, vivid and extremely mysterious.

After refining, Luo Xiu learned that this secret treasure was called the Nine Dragon Robe, which was a low-grade spiritual treasure. The nine golden dragons on the robe could form a defense.

Luo Xiu was very satisfied, and then he set his eyes on the ancient jade tablet held tightly in the hands of the corpse.

This person still held this jade tablet tightly before he died, which shows that this jade tablet should be an extremely important thing.

Luo Xiu asked the gods and demons to pry open their fingers, take out the jade tablet, and probe into it with his spiritual consciousness.

The jade slip recorded nothing about any unique martial arts, but the last words of this emperor before his death.

This person is called He Ming, a strong man from the Tianyuan world. He accidentally drifted into the void and was lost for two thousand years!

"Two thousand years?"

When Luo Xiu read this, he was shocked. A mid-stage martial emperor was much stronger than him, but he was still lost in the endless void for two thousand years. Is there really no way out?

Suddenly, Luo Xiu felt his own insignificance. In this boundless and vast void, he was so insignificant.

Emperors who were lost for two thousand years would die here. As a mere martial saint of the ninth level, could he still survive?

Since ancient times, the endless void has buried many powerful people who strayed into this place. Except for the eternal gods and demons who could break through the void and travel between the planes, only a very few people escaped by luck.

He spent five years in the endless void looking for a way out and felt lonely and unbearable, but compared with two thousand years, what was five years?

"I can't give up. What others can't do doesn't mean I can't do it either."

After a long silence, Luo Xiu cheered up again, and his eyes released a bright look.

In the blink of an eye, another year passed. Luo Xiu had been lost in the endless void for six years.

On this day, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at it, with a surprised expression on his face.

At the end of the endless void, there was a looming palace floating in the air.

"An ancient palace hanging in the air? Is there anyone living here?"

When Luo Xiu saw clearly that it was indeed a palace, his heart was shocked again.

It was a strange thing to accidentally see the body of an emperor in the endless void, and now he saw a palace, which was really shocking.

This is a purple palace. The purple air around the palace is filled with purple air, which fixes the space. Even if the space is turbulent, the palace will not move and float in the distance.

Even though the distance is far, Luo Xiu still feels the ancient and vicissitudes of life, as if this palace has existed here for hundreds of thousands of years, or even more than a million years.

"He Ming, go."

Luo Xiu pointed his hand, and a figure in a black robe flew towards the direction of the purple palace.

This figure was not the undead spirit of gods and demons, but the emperor-level strongman named He Ming, who was cultivated into an undead spirit by Luo Xiu.

His Nine Dragon Robe was worn by Luo Xiu, so he just found a set of clothes for him to wear.

Although his strength was reduced to the level of Martial Honor because he was refined into an undead spirit, his flesh body was an emperor-level combat body, and he could survive in most places in this endless void. Otherwise, he would not have died for many years and his flesh body was still well preserved.

A moment later, He Ming flew to the vicinity of the purple palace. The hazy purple air blocked the area within a range of more than ten miles around the palace. It seemed that there was no danger hidden in it.

Luo Xiu also flew over with the undead spirit of gods and demons, and looked at the suspended palace outside the area blocked by the purple air.

The purple air contained a mysterious aura, and Luo Xiu did not dare to act rashly before he figured out the situation.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a clear palm print on the wall of the suspended purple palace.

The five fingers of this palm print were clear, and they penetrated a wall of the purple palace, leaving clear fingerprints.

Obviously, this should be an extremely ancient relic, and perhaps there is a mysterious opportunity in it.

However, Luo Xiu also knew that where there may be opportunities, there may also be huge crises.

"Anyway, I may not be able to get out of this endless void in this life. Instead of dying of exhaustion, I might as well take a gamble."

Luo Xiu pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stepped into the area filled with purple air.

"Boom!"

The moment he walked into the purple air, perhaps attracted by the breath on his body, all the purple air became up.

Various strange phenomena evolved in the purple air, presenting a scene of a shocking battle.

Luo Xiu was in the purple air, like a bystander, immersive, and witnessed this shocking battle with his own eyes.

This war was extremely tragic, and the number of participants was at least in the millions, but the purple air was relatively blurry and could not be seen clearly.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the owner of this purple palace participated in that battle, because in the scene that Luo Xiu saw, this purple palace had appeared before.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's expression was stern. He saw a scene evolving in the purple air. A palm descended from the sky and blasted the purple palace away with one palm. A vague figure sitting in the purple palace instantly collapsed and died on the spot.

Luo Xiu looked up at the palm print on the wall of the purple palace again, and his heart was shocked. It was obvious that this palm print was left in that shocking battle.

This shocking battle took place in the starry sky. Some of the powerful beings could shatter countless stars with a wave of their hands. They were so powerful that they were unimaginable.

Before the terrifying palm appeared, Luo Xiu saw the purple palace flying across the sky, and the spreading purple air had a mighty impact, crushing hundreds of stars and killing thousands of strong men.

At the moment when the purple palace was blasted away by a palm, the scene presented by the purple air ended, and the purple air returned to calm immediately afterwards.

Luo Xiu was in the purple air, and he felt creepy. He could see with his own eyes that in that battle, a wisp of purple air in the Purple Palace could crush the stars. If the purple air still had that kind of power, not to mention him, even the flesh of the gods, demons and undead would definitely be turned into ashes in an instant.

Fortunately, this Purple Palace has been silent for countless years, and was damaged by a palm of a peerless strong man, and perhaps it no longer has the power of the past.

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