Chapter 470: Gate of Life and Death, Can You Get Some Mortal
t was a being of the quasi-emperor level!"The Divine Son of your family has returned, back to the fairy realm!"When seeing the white figure standing on top of the azure giant peng.The entire original...Jun Xiaoyao had guessed that the Bronze Immortal Palace would be dangerous, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped in, he would encounter such danger.
That chaotic mist, as if surging from the depths of the universe, caused stars to fall and all things to perish.
However, Jun Xiaoyao was not flustered. He had quite a few protective treasures.
And Jun Xiaoyao had felt it the moment he stepped into the Bronze Immortal Palace.
The Bronze Immortal Palace is not bound by the rules of the Immortal Ancient World.
That is to say, within the Bronze Immortal Hall, Jun Xiaoyao's protective artifacts could all be put to good use.
Jun Xiaoyao, with a flick of his wrist, drew out a broken ancient sword. It was a treasure bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu.
There was also a broken ancient armor, a rusty bronze bell, and so on. These were bestowed upon him by his eighteen ancestors and others.
As the beloved heir of two powerful ancient clans, Jun Xiaoyao naturally possessed many protective artifacts, each with a magnificent origin.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The fractured ancient sword trembled, drawing a vast blade of light that cleaved through the chaotic mist ahead!
The broken ancient armor then released a radiant glow, enveloping Jun Xiaoyao and shielding him from danger.
And there was an old copper bell, hanging above Jun Xiaoyao's head. With a slight tremor, the bell rang, scattering the surrounding mist with its sound.
It can be said that Jun Xiaoyao is simply a full-level divine outfit.
This is enough to make even the Lord despair, a blood-soaked chaotic mist, yet it could not harm Jun Xiaoyao in the slightest.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao did not relax his vigilance.
The strangeness of the Bronze Immortal Palace is definitely more than just that.
Jun Xiaoyao, protected by three ancient artifacts, continued his journey.
On the other hand, Long Aotiān and Wang Tēng, also from other passages, began to venture deeper.
They too encountered various assassins' attempts, but each of them also possessed protective talismans bestowed upon them by the Zulong's Nest and the Northern Border Wang Family.
With them both added, they were all destined protagonists with great fortune, so their journey was surprisingly smooth.
On this side, after walking for a while, Jun Xiaoyao stopped.
Ahead, a doorway appeared.
The portal displays the Taiji Yin-Yang pattern, half Yin and half Yang, representing the unity of life and death.
"Could this be... the Gate of Life and Death" Jun Xiaoyao said.
He had also heard rumors that within the Bronze Immortal Hall, there was a Gate of Life and Death, like Yama, judging life and death.
Half-open door, emanating a sense of peace and tranquility.
One half of the door was a chilling, spectral death-like presence, as if it were the entrance to the underworld.
When you arrive at this door, you must make a choice.
If an ordinary person, they would without hesitation choose the Gate of Life.
But some wise people choose the path of death.
Because life and death are interconnected, life is also death, and death is also life.
But Jun Xiaoyao is unlike anyone else.
"Multiple choice But unfortunately, I, Jun Xiaoyao, never make choices. I only walk the path I choose!" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Under his feet, is the path.
He scoffs at any choices offered to him.
Jun Xiaoyao urges the incomplete ancient sword, directly slashing towards Shengsi Gate.
The incomplete ancient sword erupted with earth-shattering sword energy, as if it could cleave the stars in the sky with a single strike!
This ancient sword was bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu. It belonged to an ancestor of the Jiang family and was imbued with the endless killing intent of countless battles.
This sword strike, the gate of life and death trembles with a roar!
And then, broken ancient armor, rusted copper bells and so on, also emanated brilliance, suppressing them.
The Gate of Life and Death shuddered violently before shattering into pieces.
A wave of terror erupted, causing the three ancient artifacts to tremble and crack even further.
"The Bronze Immortal Palace is indeed perilous every step of the way. It seems that these three ancient artifacts can't last for too long." Jun Xiaoyao mused.
After the Gate of Life and Death was blasted open, there was still a hazy chaos ahead.
Vaguely, it seemed like there was a hazy celestial light, with the sound of the great dao echoing. It gave one a feeling of wanting to suddenly have an epiphany.
Jun Xiaoyao took step after step forward, seeming oblivious and unaware.
Ahead, a gateway seemed to appear, the portal to becoming an immortal.
As if a voice echoed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, it whispered, "Push open that door, and you can become an immortal!"
And at that very moment, the worn copper bell hovering above Jun Xiaoyao's head suddenly rang out in a hurried clatter.
Jun Xiaoyao's mind shook, as if waking from a nightmare.
Ahead, all the fairy lights vanished in an instant. The gate shrouded in ethereal energy also disappeared.
Surrounding them were countless corpses, some withered and dry, others reduced to white bone.
There is a strong undercurrent of resentment in the air.
But what appeared before Jun Xiaoyao was no longer the gate to immortality, but a mottled, blood-stained wall covered in copper rust.
Above the wall, there was a "xian" character painted in dark red blood, emanating a terrifying resentment and ominous feeling.
Jun Xiaoyao's hand was about to touch the word "Immortal".
If that happens, there's bound to be trouble.
"It was a close call. This place is indeed eerie. Even with my unique Three Souls and Seven Spirits, I almost fell under its influence." Jun Xiaoyao sighed as well.
This bronze Immortal Palace, worthy of being one of the Seven Wonders, is indeed incredibly eerie. One careless step and you'll lose your way.
"I reckon a large portion of these remains were also misled by this illusion," Jun Xiaoyao mused to himself.
Suddenly, beside Jun Xiaoyao's ear, there seemed to be the laughter of a little girl.
The little girl's laughter, bright as silver bells, rang out only within this bronze fairy temple, sounding eerie and unsettling.
"Can we have something a little less... gloomy" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
Meanwhile, in another area of the Bronze Immortal Palace.
Long Aotian also arrived at a place strewn with corpses.
There was a sound, echoing in Long Aotian's mind.
"Come on, aren't you a little unwilling"
"Do you have any resentment in your heart"
"I shall give you the power to destroy all things…"
Long Aotian's face was sometimes ferocious, sometimes bewildered.
Before him lay a corpse, its surface covered in scales.
...And upon the finger of the corpse, there was a black dragon-shaped ring.
Long Aotian, despite the deafening sound of demonic music, couldn't help but reach out and remove the dragon-shaped ring. He then placed it on his own finger.
Instantly, Long Aotian's body trembled, and a flash of sinister light appeared in his eyes.
In another place, Wang Teng was also protected by ancient artifacts from the Wang family. His expression was equally solemn.
Ahead of him, there were also many corpses.
Suddenly, Wang Teng seemed to have discovered something, his eyes widening.
"That is..." Wang Teng stepped forward, sensing the presence of something.
That was a broken ancient talisman, seemingly only half remained, permeating with an ancient air. The faint aura it emitted caused Wang Teng's eyes to flash brilliantly.
"This is...the aura of a celestial weapon!" Wang Teng's hand trembled slightly as he picked up the broken ancient talisman.
The aura of the Imperial Army, he wouldn't sense that wrong.
This ancient talisman, if it were in its complete form, would surely be an imperial weapon!
And now, even though Wang Teng only received a fragment, it still has astonishing uses.
"As expected, the heavens have not forsaken our King Teng. Jun Xiaoyao, laughing as he said, 'The last one standing is always the winner.'"
Wang Teng held the incomplete ancient talisman in his hand, and a divine light flashed in his eyes once more!ng Shengyi, without hesitation, plunged her bare hand into her own chest.Warm blood, flowing.In an instant, infinite fairy light burst forth from the fissure in Jiang Shengyi's chest, illuminating hea...