Stepping into the palace, everything was pitch black.
Shen Chenfeng strode forward and stepped on something unknown, making a creaking sound.
A faint golden light rose from Zhao Wuya's body, and the three of them finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.
This is an extremely vast inner hall, with stone pillars standing upright, and dragons and phoenixes carved on them. You can imagine how prosperous it once was.
But now, this inner temple is full of desolation.
There is thick dust everywhere, abandoned stone statues, broken seats, and dead bones on the ground.
Most of these dead bones have weathered, but based on the remains left behind, it can be vaguely distinguished that they are all human bones.
Moreover, these withered bones are different from ordinary humans. There is a faint golden color in the bones.
"This is the corpse of a powerful man in the divine realm."
Tan Yuwei exclaimed and said: "What happened in the dragon ruins that there are so many corpses of powerful gods?"
Zhao Wuya also had a solemn expression on his face and said: "Everything here is weird. It's best for everyone to be careful."
Before the voice could finish, Shen Chenfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the bottomless door in the distance.
He could clearly feel that something was calling him in this portal.
what exactly is it?
Shen Chenfeng didn't have time to think too much, and walked directly into the door, stepping on the corpses everywhere.
However, behind this portal, there is still an inner temple.
The same thick dust, the same abandoned stone statues, the same broken seats, and the same piles of dead bones everywhere.
If Shen Chenfeng hadn't been able to clearly feel that the feeling of calling was getting stronger and stronger, he would have almost thought that he was back to where he was before.
"Who fell here back then?"
"What secrets are hidden in this palace?"
A light flashed in Chen Chenfeng's eyes, and he stepped into the farthest door again without hesitation.
Behind him was the same inner hall, but the feeling of calling was even stronger. His dragon heart seemed to be stimulated and started beating wildly.
In this way, Shen Chenfeng passed through nine portals in a row and finally came to a square.
This square is full of bones, but in the center of countless bones stands an extremely huge statue.
This is a giant dragon that smiles proudly to the sky. It has a long body and a majestic look. It roars to the sky, its eyes seem to be filled with monstrous anger, and the sculpture is lifelike.
Shen Chenfeng looked at the statue, his heart trembling crazily.
The Infinite Dragon King!
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."
"My second brother is a unique true dragon in the world. Apart from me, there is no other rival in the world. With his strength, there is no way he will fall like this."
Shen Chenfeng's body was trembling as he stepped in front of the statue.
He stared into the dragon's eyes and could clearly feel how angry and unwilling the dragon was in its heart before it died.
"Shen Chenfeng, don't touch that statue."
Zhao Wuya, who came from behind, saw Shen Chenfeng standing in front of the statue and quickly spoke out to remind him.
However, it was too late.
Shen Chenfeng raised his palm and landed on the huge statue.
Boom!
Space vibrates.
An invisible force, like a tsunami, bloomed from the statue. Then it swept across the entire place unstoppably, filling every inch of the palace.
This power is full of sacredness, vast, and supreme.
Anyone enveloped by this aura feels fear from the bottom of their heart as if they are encountering a natural enemy.
"What's this?"
Zhao Wuya looked at his palm in disbelief. The golden essence seemed to recede like a tide, and his cultivation level also declined.
From the peak of the Lingxu Realm, he fell to the ninth level of the True Martial Realm, where he finally stopped.
Tan Yuwei's cultivation also plummeted, but because of the seal protection, her situation was slightly better and she still had the strength of the first level of the True Martial Realm.
She felt the omnipresent and supreme aura carefully. Then she seemed to think of something, and her face changed crazily.
"It's Long Wei!"
All races in heaven and earth are hierarchical.
High-level races are naturally extremely suppressive to low-level races. Even a trace of aura is enough to make low-level races fearful, unable to control themselves, and even cause them to die from excessive fright.
This is an innate suppression that cannot be changed at all.
Even if you are powerful and powerful, you will still inevitably feel fear when facing high-level creatures.
Unless you can change fate against the will of heaven and tamper with yin and yang.
However, in the tens of thousands of years of Lingwu Continent's history, there have been very few powerful people who have been able to cultivate to this level.
Although humans are the spirits of all races and rule the entire Lingwu Continent. But among all the races in the world, the top races are none other than the dragon and phoenix tribes.
Among them, the Dragon Clan is the most important.
There is no need to take action at all, just a trace of momentum can crush all enemies.
This kind of power is Longwei.
The purer the bloodline of the dragon clan, the stronger the pressure.
If it is the legendary true dragon, when its aura blooms, all enemies weaker than itself will collapse, or even commit suicide out of fear of crime, which is extremely terrifying.
In this statue, just a hint of dragon power can weaken Zhao Wuya by an entire realm.
This shows how powerful this giant dragon was during his lifetime.
However, Shen Chenfeng has a dragon heart and a half-dragon body, and is not affected by the dragon's power. Moreover, he can clearly feel that the strong call is constantly coming from this statue.
He had an idea and thrust the power of his soul into the statue.
boom!
Shen Chenfeng's heart was shaken.
After a while, he came to a palace.
This hall is somewhat similar to the inner hall in the palace, but it is magnificent and extremely luxurious. Stone pillars stand up, and dragon statues made of pure gold are placed all over the ground.
And deep in the hall, sat a tall man.
This man was dressed in a dragon robe, with a square face, and he was not angry or majestic. However, what was very different from ordinary people was that he had two dragon horns on his head, which added to his infinite majesty.
He looked up in the direction of Shen Chenfeng and said without any emotion in his voice: "Junior, I feel a trace of my dragon clan's breath from your body..."
Shen Chenfeng stared at that person blankly, his eyes becoming moist without knowing when.
He took a deep breath, quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Second brother."
A cry that seemed to use up all his strength.
The middle-aged man was slightly shocked and suddenly stood up from his seat.
At this moment, his figure was extremely tall, and the entire palace seemed to be dwarfed in front of him.
"Bold maniac, how dare you disrespect me."
"I will kill you today so that you can know the majesty of my Wuji Dragon Emperor."
