Jun Xiaoyao had guessed that the Bronze Immortal Palace would be very dangerous, but he hadn't expected to encounter such peril the moment he stepped inside.
The Chaos mist seemed to surge from the depths of the Universe, causing stars to fall and all things to perish.
However, Jun Xiaoyao did not panic; he had many protective Magic Treasure.
Moreover, when Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the Bronze Immortal Palace, he had already sensed it.
The Bronze Immortal Palace was not bound by the rules of the Immortal Ancient World.
This meant that inside the Bronze Immortal Palace, all of Jun Xiaoyao's protective Magic Treasure could be put to use.
Jun Xiaoyao casually sacrificed a broken ancient sword, a treasure bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu.
There was also a broken ancient armor, a worn-out bronze bell, and so on, which were given to him by the Eighteenth Ancestor and others.
As the beloved treasure of two Ancient Desolate Family, Jun Xiaoyao naturally possessed many protective Magic Treasure, each with an extraordinary origin.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The broken ancient sword vibrated, unleashing a vast Sword Qi that cleaved through the Chaos mist ahead!
The broken ancient armor, on the other hand, emitted a radiant glow, enveloping Jun Xiaoyao and shielding him from danger.
And the worn-out bronze bell, suspended above Jun Xiaoyao's head, gave a slight tremor, and its ringing sound dispersed the surrounding mist.
One could say, Jun Xiaoyao was practically equipped with max-level divine gear.
This Chaos mist, which was enough to make even a Saint Lord despair and bleed, was unable to cause Jun Xiaoyao the slightest harm.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao did not relax his vigilance.
The strangeness of the Bronze Immortal Palace was definitely not limited to this.
Jun Xiaoyao, protected by the three ancient artifacts, continued forward.
On the other hand, Long Aotian and Wang Teng also began to delve deeper through other passages.
They also encountered various killing intents, but each of them had protective Magic Treasure bestowed by the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Northern Land Wang Family.
Coupled with the fact that both of them were protagonists of destiny and possessed great Luck, their journey, though fraught with peril, ultimately proceeded without major incident.
Here, after walking for a quarter of an hour, Jun Xiaoyao stopped.
Ahead, a gate appeared.
The gate displayed a Taiji Yin and Yang pattern, half Yin and half Yang, combining Life and Death.
"Is this… the Life and Death Gate?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
He had also heard rumors that within the Bronze Immortal Palace, there was a Life and Death Gate, like a Yama, judging life and death.
One half, the Life Gate, emanated a peaceful Qi.
The other half, the Death Gate, exuded a chilling Death Qi, like an entrance to the underworld.
Upon reaching this gate, one had to make a choice.
If it were an ordinary person, they would undoubtedly choose the Life Gate.
However, some wise individuals would choose the Death Gate.
Because Life and Death are intertwined; life is death, and death is life.
But Jun Xiaoyao was different from everyone else.
"A multiple-choice question, huh? But unfortunately, I, Jun Xiaoyao, never make choices. I only walk the path I want to walk!" Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.
Beneath his feet was already a path.
Any choice given to him by others, he disdained!
Jun Xiaoyao activated the broken ancient sword, directly striking towards the Life and Death Gate.
The broken ancient sword erupted with astonishing Sword Qi, as if it could cleave through the stars in the sky with a single strike!
This ancient sword was bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu; it was the personal sword of a certain ancestor of the Jiang Family, imbued with the endless intent of war and slaughter.
With this single strike, the Life and Death Gate rumbled and trembled!
Subsequently, the broken ancient armor, the worn-out bronze bell, and other ancient artifacts also emitted light, suppressing it.
After a violent tremor, the Life and Death Gate shattered with a crash.
A terrifying aura erupted, and the three ancient artifacts all vibrated, developing more cracks.
"The Bronze Immortal Palace is indeed fraught with danger at every step. It seems these three ancient artifacts won't last much longer," Jun Xiaoyao mused.
After the Life and Death Gate was blasted open, the path ahead remained a hazy Chaos.
Vaguely, it seemed as if Immortal Qi was misty, and the sound of the Great Dao echoed, giving one a feeling of wanting to reach an Epiphany.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, seemingly unaware.
Ahead, a gate seemed to appear—a gate to Immortal Ascension.
It was as if a voice echoed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, saying that by pushing open that gate, he could achieve Immortal Ascension!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Just then, the worn-out bronze bell suspended above Jun Xiaoyao's head suddenly emitted a rapid clanging sound.
Jun Xiaoyao's mind jolted, as if he had awakened from a nightmare.
Ahead, all the Immortal Qi instantly vanished, and the gate shrouded in Immortal Qi also disappeared.
Around him were numerous corpses, some withered, others turned into white bones.
A dense, unwilling resentment permeated the air.
And what appeared before Jun Xiaoyao was no longer the gate to Immortal Ascension, but a mottled, blood-stained, rust-covered wall.
On the wall, there was an "Immortal" character drawn with dark red blood, exuding terrifying resentment and ominousness.
Jun Xiaoyao's hand almost touched this "Immortal" character.
If he had touched it, presumably nothing good would have happened.
"That was close. This place is truly bizarre. Even with the special nature of my Three Lifetimes Primordial Spirit, I almost got misled," Jun Xiaoyao sighed.
This Bronze Immortal Palace, indeed worthy of being one of the seven wonders, was extremely strange; one could easily fall into its traps if not careful.
"Presumably, a large portion of these corpses were also misled by this," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao heard what sounded like a little girl's laughter.
The little girl's laughter was as bright as silver bells, but echoing within this Bronze Immortal Palace, it seemed eerie and chilling.
"Can you not produce something so eerie?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Meanwhile, in another area of the Bronze Immortal Palace.
Long Aotian also arrived at a place covered with corpses.
A demonic sound echoed in Long Aotian's mind.
"Come, aren't you very unwilling?"
"Do you have resentment in your heart?"
"I will grant you the power to annihilate everything…"
Long Aotian's expression was sometimes ferocious, sometimes bewildered.
In front of him was a withered corpse, its surface covered in scales.
And on the corpse's finger, there was a jet-black Dragon-shaped ring.
Long Aotian, under the influence of the demonic sound, couldn't help but reach out, take off the Dragon-shaped ring, and put it on his own finger.
Instantly, Long Aotian's body trembled, and a hint of an evil glint flashed in his eyes.
In another location, Wang Teng was also protected by the Wang Family's ancient artifacts, and his expression was similarly solemn.
In front of him, there were also numerous corpses.
Suddenly, Wang Teng seemed to discover something, and his gaze sharpened.
"That is…" Wang Teng stepped forward, sensing some kind of existence.
It was a broken ancient talisman, seemingly only half remaining, permeated with an ancient aura, and the faint Qi it emitted caused Wang Teng's eyes to burst forth with light.
"This is… the aura of an Emperor Weapon!" Wang Teng's hand trembled slightly as he picked up the broken ancient talisman.
He would not be mistaken about the aura of an Emperor Weapon.
If this ancient talisman were in its complete form, it would definitely be an Emperor Weapon!
And now, even though Wang Teng only obtained a fragment, it still possessed astonishing miraculous uses.
"Indeed, Heaven does not abandon me, Wang Teng. Jun Xiaoyao, the one who laughs last is the winner."
Wang Teng, holding the broken ancient talisman, his eyes once again sparkled with vigor!