Some people were amazed, some were shocked, some were frightened, and some were happy.

"Zhao Yuande! It's Zhao Yuande from our Holy Lotus Divine Realm. I didn't expect that he was so powerful!"

"Zhao Yuande is my sister's friend. He has been missing for many years, but he didn't expect to be alive!"

"He is here...what else can we have any chance? The Heritage Palace should not come, go to other places to find opportunities!"

"Zhao Yuande..." "Zhao Yuande..." "..." Almost everyone in the entire Broken Divine Realm was talking about this name.

Zhao Yuande ignored these people and strode into the entrance of the palace.

This is a slightly broken passage, bent and hovering toward the ground.

The further down, the more Zhao Yuande felt brighter.

The walls of the passage around them also began to become brighter, and exquisite murals appeared on both sides of the passage.

There is a fist-sized luminous bead above the head several meters apart.

He saw that the exquisite murals basically depicted cruel battles, powerful gods fighting against evil demon gods, dark creatures, and demon insects rushing out of the void.

Although it is just a mural, it makes Zhao Yuande feel bloody and cruel.

Those powerful gods kept falling, but there were more and more terrible enemies.

In the end, the entire world was occupied by these terrible enemies, and the gods could only escape underground and survive.

Finally one day, a powerful god was born and led all gods out of the ground.

In this battle, the sky collapsed, the earth collapsed, the sun and the moon collapsed, and the world collapsed.

The powerful god finally killed the leader of the powerful enemy, but he also exhausted all his strength and eventually died.

In order to commemorate this powerful god, the powerful men of the Heavenly God clan buried him in the previous underground world.

"Is this just a simple story, or a hint?"

After reading these murals, Zhao Yuande couldn't help but have a guess in his heart.

The mural has been completed and the passage ahead has reached its end, and a huge underground palace has appeared.

At this time, dozens of corpses were lying in a row.

Among them were the Yue clan and the people from the Dongling Palace, all of whom died miserably, as if they were torn apart by their terrifying claws.

Zhao Yuande immediately became alert. The divine realm space had already enveloped the entire underground palace.

But what surprised him was that this underground palace seemed to be in danger.

Just on a wall, there is a hazy door.

This door seemed to be just a shadow, but it was constantly flashing hazy light.

Zhao Yuande could feel from the gate that it seemed to have the aura of a cultivator.

He came to the gate and wanted to explore his soul into it, but found that he had no reaction at all.

However, he slightly pointed his fingers on the door, and found that his fingers had actually entered the door.

"The body can enter, but the soul is restricted."

Zhao Yuande frowned slightly.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the gate.

This is a young man. At this time, his body was covered with blood marks and had been dyed into a bloody man.

His face looked extremely frightened, as if there was something terrible monster inside.

"Ah... I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

After the man rushed out, he screamed wildly, as if he was scared to death.

“What’s inside?”

Zhao Yuande grabbed the man and shouted coldly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The man's body trembled and almost collapsed on the ground, "I don't want to die, don't force me in!"

When Zhao Yuande heard this person's words, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

He probably knew what was going on.

It should be the two young masters of the Moon Clan and the Dongling Palace. They knew that the light sect was very dangerous and sent people to play the forward to explore what was inside.

"Calm down, the Yue Clan and the people from the Dongling Palace are dead! No one is forcing you!"

Zhao Yuande's voice brought a hint of the power of the six-character mantra.

The man soon became quiet, knew what was going on now, and looked at Zhao Yuande with gratitude.

“What happened before?

What exactly is inside?”

Zhao Yuande looked at this man.

"We are people from the Huntian Divine Realm, but they were caught by them and forced into the sect to help them... There are endless demons in this gate, and they can't kill them. Hundreds of us have died in it! Only I... escaped."

The man couldn't help but look pale and frightened when he said this.

"Are they the monsters and monsters on the mural?"

Zhao Yuande asked with a stir in his heart.

"Yes! They are... so scary!"

The man's body trembled.

"Okay! You can leave!"

Zhao Yuande waved his hand at him.

When the man heard Zhao Yuande's words, he was ecstatic and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

"It seems that the mural is not a story, but a real thing. This gate should be a test after it!"

Zhao Yuande showed a look of enlightenment on his face.

Do you want to go in?

Zhao Yuande showed a resolute look on his face, and he stepped into the light gate in one step.

This is a dark passage, with dark red blood stains and deep scratches on the walls of the passage.

"Sure enough, the soul here has lost its effect and can only fight with its physical body."

Zhao Yuande felt the suppression of his soul, and could no longer leave his body, and he could not use his magical powers.

A strong smell of blood came to my nose, and a black bug rushed over from the end of the passage.

The sharp zigzag shaped front turtle slashed towards Zhao Yuande.

"die!"

Zhao Yuande punched the insect and flew up in the dark passage, and his body exploded into a bloody and bloody mess in the air.

“Buzz!”

A slight trembling sound came, and Zhao Yuande suddenly felt something seemed to be behind him.

His body dodged, but it was still a little too late.

An extremely sharp thorn pierced directly on Zhao Yuande's neck.

However, Zhao Yuande's body was incredibly strong, and the thorn was directly shattered on his neck and turned into countless pieces.

"Ao..." A shrill cry came.

Only then did he see that the black monster bee the size of a fist shot out was shot.

The monster bee shot out the spikes of its tail, and its body began to wither gradually, as if the sting just now had exhausted all its life energy.

Zhao Yuande's heart moved and a silver bead appeared in his hand.

As soon as the silver orb appeared in his hand, it immediately released a strange power.

This force seemed like a silver mist that melted into the surrounding walls.
Chapter completed!