That kind of supreme majesty was so severe and cold that Jian Wushuang even had doubts about what exactly lived here.
"The so-called imperial city can be named emperor. Could it be that there is an emperor living here?"
Jian Wushuang was a little surprised, but he quickly denied himself.
Even if Zhen Wuyang were to surpass Ba Jue Wushuang, it should be impossible to banish another emperor to this endless sea.
You must know that Jian Wushuang is accompanied by the true shadows of the Three Emperors. Their imperial bodies were shattered in the fight with Zhen Wuyang and they were not captured.
It is enough to see that an emperor can be killed by another emperor, but he cannot be captured or exiled.
But when the two third-level Dayan Immortals guarding the emperor's gate called Bian Ziyuan the Great Heavenly Official, Jian Wushuang still became suspicious.
The so-called Tianguan is a collective term for titles that exist in the lineage of emperors.
Only the emperor's lineage can have the position of Heavenly Official.
Take, for example, the lineage of Emperor Zhenwu Yang who controls the entire Grand Si area.
There are seven emperors under Zhenwu Yang, and each emperor is strictly assigned one great heavenly official and ten minor heavenly officials, and these cannot be exceeded.
As for the emperor, there is only one Great Heavenly Official, but there is no limit to the Minor Heavenly Official.
The importance of the position of Grand Heavenly Official is even more important than that of a great companion who has been close to the emperor since childhood and has grown up with him.
This is enough to explain that once the Great Heavenly Official and the Little Heavenly Official appear, it means the emergence of the emperor's lineage.
Because they only serve the emperor and his sons.
Bian Ziyuan is known as the Great Heavenly Official, which means that there is probably a lineage of emperors in this imperial city.
Jian Wushuang thought this and couldn't help but feel a little solemn.
Soon, everything he saw made him even more solemn.
I saw countless immortal bones piled up on top of each other, forming a road to the sky, extending into the unknown mist.
And at the end of the mist, the outline of a forested yet majestic palace loomed.
This scene was so shocking and eerie that Jian Wushuang began to believe that there must be some kind of terrifying existence living in it.
"Now that your hands and feet have grown, you can go on your own. I would like to advise you, once you enter this imperial city, don't think about how to escape. Otherwise, these bones under your feet will be your fate."
After retracting the power-generating chain on Jian Wushuang's immortal body, Bian Ziyuan reminded him coldly, then walked at the front towards the giant palace.
Jian Wushuang turned his wrist, glanced at him coldly, and then looked around.
The entire imperial city seemed to be shrouded in mysterious clouds and smoke, giving it an unreal feeling. It seemed that except for the avenue of bones beneath your feet, there was nothing else real.
After gathering his thoughts, Jian Wushuang looked at the huge palace shrouded in clouds and smoke and walked forward slowly.
The Avenue of Bones totaled 99,900 feet. It was not until he finished the last step that Jian Wushuang looked at the huge and forbidding palace in front of him with a complicated expression.
The avenue of bones behind him totals 99,900 feet, and every foot is made of immortal bones, and every immortal bone is the corpse of an immortal, without exception.
In other words, just this avenue of bones was made of countless corpses of immortals.
Where did this palace master come from to do such a shocking thing?
And there was another strange thing that puzzled Jian Wushuang.
There was a huge plaque in front of the huge palace in front of him, with three large characters engraved on it.
But these three big characters are extremely weird, because the glyphs cannot be seen from any direction. Since the glyphs cannot be discerned, it is difficult to understand their meaning.
However, Jian Wushuang soon realized that the strange characters on the plaque were not written like this intentionally, but seemed to appear the same as reflected in the mirror.
With this idea in mind, he quickly rehearsed it in his mind, and then he completely understood it.
The three strange characters on the plaque of this majestic palace were actually reflected in the mirror.
Jian Wushuang corrected it in his mind and found that those three words were somewhat familiar.
"Ziyan Palace."
Standing in front of the giant palace door, Bian Ziyuan turned around and glanced at Jian Wushuang, who was still in a daze, and then waved his hand to push the palace door open.
It was as if the palace door, which had been covered in dust for countless years, was slowly opened, and a unique misty fragrance floated out from the palace.
Then, Bianzi strolled into the palace.
As he entered, bursts of low humming could be heard from both sides of the dark hall.
"I've seen the Great Heavenly Official..."
Although Jian Wushuang really didn't want to step into the palace, he had no choice but to step into it since he had no choice but to avoid it.
As he stepped in, the giant door of the Heavenly Palace behind him suddenly closed.
The originally dark palace also lit up.
On the mountain and sea pillars on both sides of the hall, nearly a hundred sky lanterns slowly lit up.
As the sky lanterns lit up, people in black robes began to walk out from both sides of the hall.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn. Each of these black-robed men walking towards him had at least the strength of a third-level Dayan Immortal.
Once it is taken action, I am afraid it will be extremely pessimistic.
Seeing the black-robed Dayan Immortals approaching in front of him, he had secretly used his power to prepare for a fight.
At this moment, Bian Ziyuan stopped, turned around slowly, and said in a low voice, "Back off!"
As the voice fell, the black-robed Dayan Immortals who had originally surrounded Jian Wushuang retreated like a tide.
After looking at him again, Bian Ziyuan continued walking towards the depths of the giant palace.
Jian Wushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a look at the surrounding area where the crisis was hidden, he stopped stopping and moved forward slowly.
"Your Highness, I have brought him to you."
Bian Ziyuan stopped, bowed slightly, and said facing the somewhat dim depths of the palace.
Immediately afterwards, a faint and suspicious voice sounded, "Ziyuan, are you here?"
Soon, a thin figure walked out from the depths of the hall, walking in a hurry.
"Ziyuan, is that you?"
The thin figure was wearing a gray court dress, and his face was like a crown of jade, but extremely pale.
After Bian Ziyuan saw the person coming, he nodded again, "Back to Your Highness, it's me. I also brought him to you."
The young man called His Highness then looked at Jian Wushuang.
For some reason, Jian Wushuang always felt an inexplicable familiarity when looking at him.
"It's him, a mere Evolution Immortal, who killed seven of my Great Evolution Immortals?" The young man was a little unbelievable.
Bian Ziyuan then said, "Your Highness, yes, he was indeed the only one who crossed the border and killed Dayan Immortal, but he didn't just kill seven, but eleven."
"What? Eleven?!" The young man was shocked, "But he is obviously just a derivative immortal!"
Bian Ziyuan's mouth twitched a little when he heard this. Indeed, such a record is too unbelievable for a Yanxian.