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Chapter 1072

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When everyone stepped into the space within the palm print, their footsteps immediately slowed down. This space was very big, and they could feel a suffocating pressure enveloping their bodies. That kind of feeling seemed to be able to easily annihilate all of them if that aura were to erupt.

A mysterious rhythm descended, as if someone was breathing. With each breath, they could feel their hearts pounding. Their blood flowed crazily in their bodies, and their eyes kept looking around.

This space was extremely ancient and had a sense of desolation, as though it had been sealed for countless years. They followed the ancient path and that feeling grew increasingly intense. It felt as though they were getting closer.

"That mountain." Someone stared at a stone mountain in front of them. This stone mountain had a unique shape and it looked like a demonic beast. It blocked the path in front of them and the powerful aura came from that direction.

Their steps gradually halted as they stared fixedly ahead. That feeling grew increasingly intense, breathing in and out … their hearts pounded unceasingly.

At this moment, rocks started to roll down from the top of the stone mountain. Abruptly, a terrifying pressure bore down on them as rocks tumbled down unceasingly. At the head of the stone mountain, the rolling rocks gradually formed into a human face. It was extremely ferocious, like the face of a god of death in the mortal world. It was like a human, yet also like a demon. Its eyes were closed and terrifying fangs could be seen exhaling air currents, causing a demonic wind to blast onto the bodies of everyone, causing their backs to be drenched in cold sweat.

This incomparably gigantic demonic beast was the size of a mountain. Just the breath it exhaled caused their hearts to pound wildly. It was as though a single breath from it could annihilate all of them. Nobody dared to wake it up. Everyone was extremely cautious as they slowed their breathing, afraid that they would disturb this terrifying existence that was in slumber.

Everyone stared at each other, feeling the pressure on their bodies. This demonic beast was simply too gigantic, akin to an incomparably gigantic mountain, blocking their path. It was as though this demonic beast was the guardian of this place.

"What should we do?" Someone transmitted their voice over. Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. Since they have already arrived here, it was impossible for them to give up. In addition, this place was left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi and he was the one who broke through the palm imprint to enter. He didn't think that it was possible that Ancient Emperor Yi lured him here just to kill him, right?

Since Ancient Emperor Yi left behind this ancient mountain, it meant that he wanted to find a successor. There was no reason for Ancient Emperor Yi to kill him.

As he thought of this, Qin Wentian lifted his foot and continued forward. The eyes of the crowd flickered as they stared at Qin Wentian. After which, there were people who took the lead and also stepped out. The crowd continued on their way with extreme caution, and when they arrived at the foot of the gigantic stone mountain, they felt as though they were about to suffocate. That gigantic stone mountain exuded a terrifying pressure even when it was sleeping. Every breath it took caused their hearts to tremble, and the pressure grew increasingly intense.

Some people couldn't walk anymore, not daring to continue forward. As they looked at the enormous vicious face that was gradually getting closer, they truly felt like they were suffocating.

"Phew …" A terrifying breath was spat out, with residual warmth.

"Pu." Because one of them was too nervous, his footsteps made loud noises, causing the others to be even more frightened. They all stopped and glanced at the greater demon. Only when they saw that the greater demon had no reaction did they heave a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Qin Wentian had already arrived below the head of the greater demon and was preparing to bypass it. Rumbling sounds rang out as rocks from the top of the stone mountain tumbled down unceasingly. With every breath it took, the suffocating pressure grew even stronger. A pair of incomparably large eyes opened, gleaming with a terrifying light as it stared at the crowd. At this instant, everyone was dumbfounded as they stared at the pair of eyes. Even if all of them were added together, they would only be as big as the eyes of the greater demon.

Qin Wentian was also stunned for a moment as he stared at the pair of cold eyes. Rumbling sounds rang out unceasingly as the gigantic body of the greater demon moved, causing the stone mountain to crumble. A greater demon with a human face appeared before their eyes, exuding a fiendish aura, akin to a true primordial god of death. This was an ancient ferocious beast, the greater demon, the Bi 'an.

"These juniors have disturbed senior's rest, we beg for senior's forgiveness." Yingteng from the Ying Clan reacted very quickly as he bowed slightly to the greater demon.

The greater demon, the Bi 'an, was still breathing as it stared at the crowd. Many of them were already drenched in sweat, they felt that as long as the greater demon willed it, it would be able to slap all of them to death with a single swipe of its claws.

"Why are there so many of you?" A thunderous voice rang out from the mouth of the greater demon, the Bi 'an. This voice was like a bolt of heavenly thunder, vibrating the eardrums of everyone, causing their bodies to tremble, even their internal organs were trembling.

"These juniors knew that Ancient Emperor Yi had left behind an inheritance here, so we paid a visit to Emperor Yu. Emperor Yu told us to enter the ancient mountain to search for the inheritance and after that, we entered this place." Yingteng replied, but he didn't say that they came here because of Qin Wentian.

"Let's enter." The greater demon spoke again. After that, rumbling sounds echoed out as it slowly laid down on the ground, continuing its slumber, completely ignoring everyone. This caused the crowd to heave a sigh of relief.

Qin Wentian and the others walked past the greater demon, continuing their advance. The air was filled with an ancient aura, and the place that appeared before them did indeed seem to be a place where humans resided. They halted their steps once more, staring at the empty immortal palace before them. This was an incomparably majestic immortal palace.

The major characters of the immortal realms had already reached a certain cultivation realm and had the qualifications to enjoy life. They naturally wouldn't allow themselves to live too shabbily and would have their own immortal palaces for themselves, their descendants and even their clan members to reside in.

Was this immortal palace before them the place where Ancient Emperor Yi resided in those years ago?

They followed the staircase in the center, moving towards the immortal palace step by step. Their hearts were filled with a sense of pilgrimage, thinking in their hearts that if they could become the master of this immortal palace, how good would that be? Were the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi all within?

However, everyone was soon disappointed. The immortal palace was completely empty, they couldn't find anything. Although the immortal palace itself was constructed from extremely valuable materials, it was impossible for them to move it away. In addition, there was still a greater demon guarding the place outside. Who would dare to act recklessly?

As they moved deeper into the immortal palace, another terrifying aura gushed over. They continued forward and finally, they saw a shocking scene.

Before them, there was actually a golden figure. This golden figure was illusory and incomparably gigantic, towering up into the skies, akin to a divinity. The divine charm contained within it caused everyone to feel terror when they glanced at it.

And behind this gigantic figure, there were numerous bronze gates. Each gate was incomparably gigantic, as though they had existed here since ancient times. As for what was behind these bronze gates exactly? Were these the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi?

What made everyone feel despair was that beside each of the bronze gates, there was a greater demon guarding them. These ancient greater demons seemed to be in deep slumber, they have been here for far too many years.

The heartbeats of the crowd quickened. Ancient Emperor Yi, not only did he leave his inheritance here, he even left behind his treasures. Was he leaving them for his successor?

In that case, what Emperor Yu was protecting wasn't merely the God's Hand but everything left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi as well.

Ancient Emperor Yi was once the immortal realm's king. It was simply unimaginable how terrifying his treasures were.

At this moment, many people had already forgotten about God's Hand. In their eyes, there were only the bronze gates and the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi. Compared to the illusory ultimate art, the treasures were much more realistic.

The silhouettes of many people flickered, passing by the golden giant and arriving before the bronze gates.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM …" The great demons guarding the three bronze gates opened their eyes at the same time. A suffocating pressure directly pressed down on everyone, forcing them to prostrate themselves on the ground. They raised their heads with great difficulty and shouted, "We juniors are allowed to enter by Emperor Yu. Senior, please show mercy."

The pressure gradually weakened. Only then did everyone stand up. Those greater demons closed their eyes, not even bothering to glance at them. They walked to the front of the bronze gate and exerted force, wanting to push it open. However, they discovered that they couldn't budge it at all.

Qin Wentian didn't move together with the others. He walked step by step towards the picture of the golden giant. The energy in his body circulated and with a single step, he arrived in front of the picture. In an instant, an ancient might bore down on him, blasting into his body, causing his bones to emit cracking sounds. With a groan of misery, he coughed out a mouthful of blood as his countenance turned pale.

"This is the true God's Hand." Qin Wentian stared at the golden human-shaped diagram in front of him. With just a single glance, he could sense that this was the true God's Hand, containing everything within it. That illusory human-shaped diagram seemed to be a real existence. The might radiating from it was akin to that of an ancient existence, so terrifying.

Qin Wentian walked towards the golden figure as the energy in his body circulated frenziedly. The power of his saint-grade immortal-foundation was unleashed to the limits as the light from the golden figure flowed unceasingly into Qin Wentian. Every strand of energy was sufficient to make Qin Wentian feel the might of a death god.

"This!" Namhwang Yunxi stared at Qin Wentian's actions as a bright light flashed in her eyes.

"Seems like he is really going to succeed in cultivating an ultimate art. Only he has a chance to cultivate Ancient Emperor Yi's God's Hand." Nanfeng Shengge smiled. Emperor Yu was only guarding this place under the orders of Ancient Emperor Yi, waiting for his successor?

"It's not so simple. He seems to be under immense pressure." Namhwang Yunxi was somewhat worried.

"The cultivation of God's Hand naturally wouldn't be so simple." Nanfeng Shengge spoke in a light voice. Purgatory and Jun Mengchen were also staring at Qin Wentian.

At this moment, Jiang Ziyu also stepped out. His eyes gleamed with a terrifying light, as though he wanted to see through everything, including the golden figure. He walked forward step by step as the energy in his body circulated. A powerful might gushed forth from him, causing the eyes of Namhwang Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge to flash. This fellow was so powerful.

"BOOM!" A fearsome might erupted forth. Jiang Ziyu coughed out a mouthful of blood as his body was flung through the air. The expressions of the people from the Jiang Clan drastically changed as they hurriedly retreated.

"What a terrifying might." Jun Mengchen stared in that direction. If Qin Wentian was the slightest bit careless, he would surely be in danger!

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