Behind the young man were five guards in golden armor. Their golden helmets covered their faces, making it impossible for anyone to see their appearances. They gave off a sense of mystery.
There were also many Divine King Realm experts gathered in groups of three to five around the young man. However, basically all of their gazes were gathered in the direction of the white-robed young man, or more accurately, they were gathered on the five guards behind the young man. They all showed fear.
The white-robed young man ignored the gazes in the surroundings. He smiled warmly and said, "Let's go. Let's go up and ask around. These people have just come in from outside, so there's no point in asking them." As the white-clothed young man spoke and laughed, he had already left at lightning speed. Behind him, the five golden-armored guards followed closely.
"Am I seeing things? The five people in golden armor seem to be divine generals of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng …"
"It can't be wrong. The divine generals of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng all wear standard armor. They have the insignia of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng on them. No one dares to copy them. Without a doubt, they are divine generals of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng …"
"B- but that doesn't make sense. Why would a supreme existence like the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng send divine generals to the Cang- Poseidon Palace? I don't believe that the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng is interested in the Cang- Poseidon Palace …"
"It's obvious that the five divine generals follow the young man's lead, but who is the young man …"
"Is he the disciple of one of the majesties of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng?"
.....
After the young man left, a heated discussion immediately broke out at the entrance to the first floor of the Cang- Poseidon Palace. The young man was actually protected by divine generals of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng, which attracted everyone's attention. Even the supreme Divine King among them became cautious.
"It doesn't matter who the young man is, we can't afford to make him our enemy. Even though the ancestor once said that the Anatta Grand Exalt died over three million years ago, the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng still has a few majesties supporting it. Apart from the eighth majesty, any one of the three remaining majesties are not people that our ancestor can provoke. They can destroy our clan with just a flick of their fingers …" At this moment, many Divine Kings communicated with their people secretly. Even some supreme Divine Kings warned the people beside them sternly.
To no surprise, the white-robed young man that everyone discussed was Ming Dong, who had specially come to the Cang- Poseidon Palace in search of Jianchen.
At this moment, Ming Dong wandered around the Cang- Poseidon Palace with the five divine generals. Whenever he came across people, he would go up to ask about Jianchen, regardless of their cultivation.
"Jianchen? You've never heard of him? "
"Brother, I've only come to the Cang- Poseidon Palace recently, so I really don't know who Jianchen is. Why don't you leave a method of communication with me? Once I have any news about Jianchen, I'll contact you immediately …"
.....
Ming Dong asked a few people in a row, but the results were very clear. The people he met had all come to the Cang- Poseidon Palace after him. They had not come here much earlier than him, so they naturally did not know about Jianchen.
All the people stopped by Ming Dong became extremely polite and polite when they saw the unique attire of the five divine generals and the insignia of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng. They did not dare to slack off at all.
The Heavenly Palace of Bisheng was indeed too far away from the cultivators who struggled at the bottom. Some of them did not even have the right to know about the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng. However, the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng was not unfamiliar to the disciples of peak organisations.
"There's no one on the lower floors. It looks like I have to go up a few more floors," Ming Dong murmured to himself. Then he looked at the five divine generals behind him and said, "Your armor is just too dazzling. Although I've come to the Cang- Poseidon Palace this time to look for my brother, Jianchen, eighth senior sister has arranged a training mission for me at the same time. If you continue to wear this armor, I won't be able to train. Put it away. Don't wear it unless it's a life-or-death situation."
"Yes, ninth majesty!" The five divine generals replied together. They all put away their golden armor and revealed their original appearances. The five of them all appeared to be middle-aged men. They were all emotionless, and their gazes were extremely cold. Every single one of them had gone through countless battles. They were vicious people who had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Without their golden armor, no one could recognise them as divine generals of the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng. Afterwards, Ming Dong led the five divine generals through the Cang- Poseidon Palace. Only when they arrived on the ninth floor did he finally stop a passing Divine King. He clasped his fist politely and asked, "Sir, have you heard of a person called Jianchen?"
"Jianchen? But a handsome young man who only seems to be in his twenties? The Laws of the Sword he comprehended? "The Divine King was surprised and replied with a question.
"Yes, yes, yes. It's him. It's him. If you know Jianchen's whereabouts, please tell me. I will definitely thank you greatly." Ming Dong immediately became excited. He had been separated from Jianchen for so many years, and now that they were finally going to meet again in a foreign land, he struggled to remain calm. He became extremely excited.
"Jianchen is dead. Nothing remains of him. You can stop dreaming if you want to find him," the Divine King said indifferently. He ignored Ming Dong and directly left.
Ming Dong's smile suddenly froze. His excitement seemed to freeze in that moment. His heart stopped beating, and his blood stopped flowing. The Divine King's words exploded in Ming Dong's head like a bolt from the blue. It reverberated through his head, stunning him.
"Jianchen is dead. He's already dead …" Ming Dong murmured softly as if he had lost his soul in that moment. However, that only lasted for a moment. In the next moment, his gaze suddenly became extremely sharp and terrifying. A presence as vast as the ocean radiated from him.
"Impossible, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Ming Dong roared out furiously. He caught up to the Divine King in a flash. He no longer acted as gracefully as before. He directly grabbed the Divine King by his clothes and lifted him up. He roared out, "What did you just say? You're lying to me, right? You're lying to me, right? Tell me, you're lying to me. You're lying to me. "
Ming Dong seemed to have lost his mind. Just a moment ago, he was still imagining the beautiful scene and joy of reuniting with Jianchen. However, in the next moment, he heard that Jianchen was dead. The huge difference was a huge blow to him. He struggled to accept it.
The Divine King was immobilized by Ming Dong's presence. He could not help but pale in fright. He said with a trembling voice, "Senior, I only heard about Jianchen's death through hearsay. I didn't see it with my own eyes. I- perhaps what I heard was fake."
"You must be lying to me. My brother can't have died here." Ming Dong roared out furiously and tossed the Divine King far away. He immediately stopped a second Divine King nearby and asked the same question.
"Sigh, Jianchen really is dead. I saw that battle clearly from nearby. There were a total of eight Divine Kings who attacked him together. Jianchen fought against them with his cultivation as an early Divine King. In the end, he died on the eighth floor. His corpse fell into the lava, leaving nothing behind." The Divine King shook his head and sighed. His face was filled with pity.
"How regretful. A supreme prodigy like Jianchen actually died at such a young age, at the hands of several Divine Kings. If he had enough time to grow, he probably would have had the right to become the strongest Divine King." With another gentle sigh, the Divine King left Ming Dong's side.
"Argh!" Ming Dong roared out at the sky. His voice filled with grief and indignation rang through most of the ninth floor. At the same time, extremely powerful, terrifying killing intent erupted from his body like a flood, causing the origin energy in the surroundings to become chaotic.
The second Divine King had personally witnessed the earth-shaking battle, so he spoke in great detail. Every part he spoke of appeared in Ming Dong's head like a real scene. It was like Ming Dong could see Jianchen being surrounded and fighting against eight Divine Kings with his cultivation as an early Divine King. In the end, he was buried by the lava.
Ming Dong was in so much pain that he wanted to die. He was filled with grief and indignation. He refused to believe, nor was he able to accept, that something like this would happen just when he was about to reunite with his long-lost brother. Reality had become so cruel.
"I'm too late, I'm too late …" Ming Dong's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He was in great pain. He knelt on the ground powerlessly, his fists pounding the ground again and again. The ground trembled as if there was an earthquake. His eyes were bloodshot.
"Ninth majesty, my condolences," a divine general comforted him.
Suddenly, Ming Dong left as quickly as he could with a single movement. He directly flew towards the eighth floor.
"Ninth majesty!" The faces of the five Divine Kings changed slightly. They all cried out as they chased after him.
Ming Dong directly arrived on the eighth floor. He looked at the boiling lava below and did not hesitate at all. He put on a set of armor and directly charged down.
The armor he was wearing was a Divine Artifact. With the protection of the Divine Artifact armor, even if it was difficult for him to reach the bottom of the lava, he would still be able to survive for a while in the lava's surface.
"Even if my brother dies, I won't let him die here," Ming Dong's eyes were filled with determination. Determination flooded Ming Dong's eyes. He charged into the lava with determination, wanting to find Jian Chen's corpse.
"Ninth majesty, don't!" Behind him, the expressions of the five divine generals from the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng changed drastically. They all used their speed, charging over to stop Ming Dong even faster than him.
"Move!" Ming Dong called out. His gaze was extremely sharp.
However, the five divine generals had been specially chosen by his eighth senior sister. They were the five most powerful Divine Kings in the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng. Every single one of them possessed supreme cultivation and knew powerful secret techniques. Their cultivation methods had been created by the Anatta Grand Prime in the past, making them even more powerful than some supreme prodigies. Ming Dong was unable to resist at all when the five of them worked together. He was taken into the air.
"Ninth majesty, the lava is extremely terrifying. It can even melt god artifacts. Jianchen has been in the lava for so long, so he's probably dead already. Instead of putting yourself in danger and doing useless things, why don't you save your strength and take revenge for Jianchen?" said a divine general.
"Revenge …" Ming Dong gradually calmed down. His eyes became filled with cold killing intent.
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