Wang Haochen half-squatted on the stone platform, clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

"I... don't regret it!" An extremely weak voice suddenly came from his ears, making his whole body stiffen instantly.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that at some point, a rich light had risen on the platform, wrapping him in it, and a delicate figure was slowly condensed from nothingness.

"Qingyan!" Wang Haochen looked at that face, and tears instantly spread in his eyes, but a strong look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

In just a blink of an eye, Shang Qingyan appeared in front of him. She was not injured, but her aura was extremely weak and her body was empty.

Wang Haochen stood up slightly and reached out to embrace Shang Qingyan in his arms.

"You are still alive, you are still alive..." He hugged Shang Qingyan tightly and said ecstatically.

Shang Qingyan showed an extremely tired smile on her face, leaning on Wang Haochen's shoulder, her eyes slowly closed, and her expression was relaxed and comfortable.

"My mother said that a man can cry for a woman means that the man likes her. Is my mother right?" Shang Qingyan closed her eyes slightly, leaned on Wang Haochen's shoulder, and said softly in a dreamlike voice.

"Uh..." Wang Haochen's face froze slightly, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Your mother still teaches you these?"

Shang Qingyan did not answer, and Wang Haochen couldn't help but turn his head to look. Shang Qingyan had already fallen on his shoulder and fell asleep. He looked really tired.

What did she experience in the inheritance space? Wang Haochen couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Ju Youkong was quite embarrassed in the inheritance space, while Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong were both seriously injured, but Shang Qingyan was completely injured, but he consumed his Yuanli to such an extent.

"Boom boom boom..."

Shang Qingyan appeared, and everyone who entered the inheritance space had already come out. The gate of Wanshi Palace, which had been closed for a whole day, opened rumblingly.

"Uncle Nine!"

"Uncle Fifth!"

"Ah, Uncle Fourteen, what's wrong with you?"

...

As soon as the Wanshi Palace was opened, several disciples of the seventeen family who were guarding the gate of Wanshi Palace rushed into the Wanshi Palace.

"Who are you? How could you be here?" A disciple of the Seventeen Family stared at Wang Haochen and the other five and shouted loudly.

Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at the disciples who rushed into the hall, and their eyebrows slightly frowned. With their current state, they could not withstand a fierce fight in a short period of time.

Ju Youkong glanced at the people, shook his head slightly, and then turned his eyes to the gate of Wanshi Palace. Wang Haochen looked at Shang Qingyan, Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong, and his face was slightly solemn.

"Can you two leave now?" Wang Haochen hugged Shang Qingyan and jumped off the platform gently, and asked Shen Fan and Huan Lingtong.

The two nodded, and Shen Fan said, "No problem."

Wang Haochen couldn't help but look at Ju Youkong and said, "There will definitely be someone in the Seventeenth family. This is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go quickly."

Ju Youkong nodded and said, "It's really time to leave. I've been delayed here a lot of time. There is still a place to go and see it."

Wang Haochen's face couldn't help but move, but the situation did not allow it, so he did not ask in detail.

"Let's go!" Wang Haochen hugged Shang Qingyan, looked at the few people, and then walked towards the gate of Wanshi Palace.

The disciples who flocked to the Wanshi Palace happened to be seventeen. It should be every family that left a disciple to guard outside the Wanshi Palace.

The previous questioning of the man immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the people, and they all turned their heads to look at Wang Haochen and the others.

"Why are you deaf? Who are you? Where did you come from?" One person walked out and stood in front of the hall. Wang Haochen and the others stared at Wang Haochen and the others.

Wang Haochen stood up slightly, trying to teach him a lesson, but right here, Ju Youkong's figure suddenly disappeared from them, and just flashed, and he had already stood in front of the man. The tips of the two of them almost met together.

"Ah..." The man screamed, a look of horror surged across his face, and he hurriedly stepped back a little.

"I don't want to kill people, but if you force me, I can't do anything about it." Ju Youkong glanced at the seventeen people and said slowly.

He waved his palm and a primordial force slashed out, slashing suddenly on the ground. After a bang, a crack several feet long was slashed on the iron ground.

The seventeen families' pupils shrank slightly, and they couldn't help but slowly moved away some steps, giving way to the gate.

Wang Haochen strides and walks towards the gate of the Wanshi Hall under the gaze of the people of the Seventeen Family, and then slowly disappears into the eyes of those people.

As soon as they walked out of the Hall of All Times, on the high platform in the hall, two people instantly opened their eyes and slowly sat cross-legged.

"Uncle Fifth!"

The Liang family disciples' eyes fell on one of them, and a hint of joy suddenly appeared on their face.

"Uncle Nine!"

Another disciple of the Chi family also screamed in surprise and leaned towards the high platform.

"Uncle Jiu, it's great that you're fine." The disciple of the Chi family flashed with joy.

The two people sitting cross-legged were Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu. They glanced at the gate of Wanshi Palace, then they withdrew their gaze and looked at each other slightly, with cold light flashing in their eyes and nodding slightly.

"Yeah!" Chi Qiuhan nodded slightly and said, "We are seriously injured and need to be meditated to heal. You should withdraw first and wait outside the door."

Liang Wu also nodded and said, "Guard the gate and don't let anyone in."

"My uncle..." Among the disciples of the seventeen families, one of them pointed at the remaining person on the platform and spoke hesitantly.

"Oh!" Liang Wu shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Wen was seriously injured. I'm afraid it's a good fortune. But don't worry, we both will not stand by and watch. We will definitely help him heal him with all our strength."

"Thank you, two uncles!" A hint of excitement suddenly emerged from the Wen family disciple.

"You go out first. No matter what happens, we will wait until we finish healing." Chi Qiuhan waved his hand gently and said.

Among the seventeen families, the remaining disciples swept over the corpses that fell on the ground in the Hall of Worlds, and many questions lingered in their hearts. However, when they saw the expressions of Chi Qiuhan and the others, they had to temporarily suppress the sadness and doubts in their hearts and slowly retreated from the hall.

Seeing that all the disciples had retreated outside the hall, Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu's eyes fell to the master of the Wen family not far away.

The master of the Wen family was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he was as angry as a slept. Until now, he still fell into a coma and his injuries were indeed extremely heavy.

"You come, or me?" Chi Qiuhan glanced at Liang Wu and said lightly.

Liang Wu smiled coldly and said, "Is there any difference?"

He stretched out his five fingers, and a steel needle was immediately clamped between his fingers. He flicked his fingers gently, and the steel needle suddenly turned into a cold light and shot towards the chest of the Wen family.

"puff!"

With a slight sound, the steel needle instantly penetrated into his chest.

"Huh..." The man in the Wen family suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hands, but his whole body was slightly, and his eyes fell on Chi Qiuhan and Liang Wu, and a look of creeping anger came out.

Within just a few breaths, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Liang Wu frowned slightly, snorted lightly, slowly closed his eyes, and only then did he really start healing his wounds. Chi Qiuhan also smiled slightly, reached out to take out a pill and threw it into his mouth.

At this time, Wang Haochen and the other five were walking through Jianxiao Palace, avoiding the disciples of the seventeen family who had already spread in Jianxiao Palace and walking deeper.

"Where are we going?" Shen Fan asked with a slight breath, covering his chest.

Although his injuries have recovered a little, they are still very serious. Along the way, they can't stand it anymore.

Huanling Tong's situation was not much better than that of him. His face was slightly pale, his temples were sweating down, and there was a hidden look of pain between his eyebrows.

"In ancient times, there were two most important places in Jianxiao Palace, one was the Wanshiyuan we just came out, and the other was a small world hidden in Jianxiao Palace, with a nine-level formation bridge and protected by monsters. It is the place where disciples of Jianxiao Palace practiced. As long as you kill monsters and break through the nine-level formation bridge, you can get the most powerful martial arts in Jianxiao Palace." Ju Youkong stopped from time to time and took a look around, led the way for them in front, and said, "The next thing you are going to is that small world."

"There are monsters to guard?" Shen Fan couldn't help frowning. With their current state, they couldn't exert much combat power, not to mention that there were only a few monsters inside the nine-level formation bridge.

Wang Haochen looked down at Shang Qingyan lying in his arms, and his face also frowned slightly. He didn't want Shang Qingyan to fight again.

"In ancient times, there were people guarding the small world. Only one person could enter each time, and only one monster would appear at a time. Every formation bridge would have been destroyed. Now that Jianxiao Palace has long been destroyed, it must have been guarded there. I guess, we should be able to enter at the same time. If this is true, you don't have to take action. Wang Haochen and I can take you in. I just don't know if you can get the final reward of martial arts." Ju Youkong looked up, as if looking for some reference and said casually.

"I really don't need them to take action?" Wang Haochen asked confirming to Ju Youkong.

"It shouldn't be necessary, but the Jianxiao Palace has been destroyed for so long. I'm not sure if there will be any changes inside. Then we will know if we go in and try it first." Ju Youkong said.

Wang Haochen couldn't help but nodded. This method was extremely safe.

"This time the gains are not small. Whether I can obtain martial arts skills is no longer very important to me." Huan Lingtong said indifferently.

He didn't want to drag down Wang Haochen and the others because of himself.

"You are stupid. That is the most powerful martial arts of Jianxiao Palace. You will naturally have to fight for it if you can get it." Shen Fan began to teach Huanling Pupil a lesson.

Wang Haochen shook his head slightly, then looked at Ju Youkong and said, "Where are you looking for and what are the characteristics? Tell me, I may be able to help you find it faster."

Ju Youkong turned his head and looked at Wang Haochen. Thinking of the situation where Wang Haochen and the other four came straight to the Wanshi Palace, a trace of strangeness appeared on their faces.

"To the southeast of Jianxiao Palace, there is a sword-refining hall, and there is a stone tablet in the hall. That stone tablet is the entrance to the small world." Ju Youkong said directly.

Wang Haochen closed his eyes slightly, and the map of the Tianfei system swept towards the southeast of Jianxiao Palace. After only more than ten breaths, he discovered that there were indeed some abnormal fluctuations in the hall mentioned by Ju Youkong.

"Come with me here!" Wang Haochen hugged Shang Qingyan and walked to the front to lead the way for them.
Chapter completed!