In the palace, inside the death array!
Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down completely, Yu Haoran signaled Thaling to end the possession technique and return to himself completely.
When Thaling's Divine Soul returned to its will and returned to itself.
Although he was instantly weakened and could only use the purple rod in his hand to support his body, the floating meteorites under his feet were immediately replaced by the hard ground.
At the same time, the thousands of meteorites in front of him disappeared, and he returned to the palace where he first entered the endless starry sky.
At the end of the palace, on a wide dragon throne, a slightly dim remnant soul with a gloomy aura looked at him in disbelief.
"Impossible!"
Seeing Yu Haoran walking toward him, the remnant soul questioned in disbelief.
"This is impossible."
"Since the palace's formation was established, thousands of creatures have broken into the death array, and no one has ever walked out of the death array alive."
"How can a Martial King ant break the death array that is a combination of a trap array, an illusion array, and a killing array?"
Walking to the dragon throne, Yu Haoran looked at the remnant soul who still couldn't accept reality and sighed.
Then, he didn't kill the remnant soul. Instead, he walked past the dragon throne and came to a painting hanging on the wall behind the dragon throne.
Looking up at the painting depicting a broken hand holding a long whip, Yu Haoran's gaze finally stopped on the long whip.
He mobilized the Origin Energy in his dantian and injected it directly into the painting.
Then, a suction force came from the painting and directly sucked Yu Haoran, who was standing in front of the painting, into the painting.
"Puff …!"
As soon as he entered the space of the painting, the unimaginable terrifying pressure not only made him crawl on the ground, but also made him vomit blood continuously.
"Junior Yu Haoran greets Qingju Emperor Wu and Venerable Weapon Spirit!"
Suppressed by the terrifying pressure, Yu Haoran could only greet him through his divine will.
However, in the face of Yu Haoran's Divine Will's greeting, the terrifying pressure within the painting space did not weaken in the slightest. As a result, not only was Yu Haoran unable to breathe, even his Sea of Consciousness and Dantian were starting to suffer from the terrifying pressure.
"Junior Spirit Cultivator greets Emperor Wu and Venerable Artifact Spirit!"
Using the remaining trace of consciousness, Yu Haoran recalled the experience after he followed the powerhouses of the Inherited Family into the Portrait Space in his previous life. Before he completely fainted, he changed his origin and changed the way he addressed her.
Just as Yu Haoran changed the way he addressed himself, the terrifying pressure in the portrait disappeared instantly.
After that, an unimaginably pure spiritual energy not only reawakened Yu Haoran's consciousness, but also repaired his damaged Sea of Consciousness, Dantian, and physical body. It also helped him rebuild his foundation, completely eliminating the fatal hidden danger after the crazy increase in cultivation.
After completely recovering from his injuries, Yu Haoran jumped up and respectfully said, "Junior Spirit Cultivator Yu Haoran greets Qingju Emperor Wu and Venerable Artifact Spirit!"
In response, the broken hand and the long whip did not respond.
Similarly, Yu Haoran did not care and continued to speak as if he was making a documentary.
"Senior Qingju, junior is being oppressed by a strong enemy. Not only am I about to lose my freedom, but I can't even protect the woman I love."
"Helpless, junior can only risk his life to enter the Star Tomb and enter the painting space after going through many trials and tribulations. I beg senior to help me."
In the face of Yu Haoran's sorrowful narration and sincere pleas for help, the broken hand still did not respond.
In response, Yu Haoran did not care. Instead, he took out the portrait he had obtained in the elixir store from his Storage Ring and opened it.
"Junior once encountered a heaven-defying opportunity and was fated to meet senior's descendant in the future."
"If senior agrees to help, junior swears by the rules of the Heavenly Dao that I will personally send senior's portrait, senior's body, and supreme artifact back to senior's descendant."
"If I break my oath because of greed, my soul will fall into hell forever."
After hearing Yu Haoran's oath, the long whip in the broken hand suddenly flew up and directly flew in front of him.
In the face of the sudden long whip, Yu Haoran did not dodge. Instead, he was very relaxed and looked at the long whip without a trace of nervousness.
However, not only did the Thaling in his sea of consciousness directly enter the Víctor, it also used the law of time contained in the Víctor to completely hide in the broken space of his sea of consciousness, avoiding the detection of the long whip artifact.
Feeling the clear conscience and sincerity in Yu Haoran's emotions, the long whip automatically returned to the broken hand.
Immediately after, a gentle force directly sent him out of the painting space.
Then, the portrait that was originally hung on the wall automatically flew up and rolled up on its own, finally landing in his hand.
Tightly holding the portrait in his hand, Yu Haoran desperately tried to suppress the endless joy in his heart. However, when he thought of the meaning of the long whip in the portrait, joy still filled his face with a smile.
"Impossible, this is simply impossible. How could anyone escape the death array set up by the Emperor!"
However, when the disbelieving voice of the remnant soul on the dragon throne in front of him came from the dragon throne, Yu Haoran immediately came back to his senses.
After taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, he apologized to the portrait in his hand.
"Senior, if I keep holding the portrait like this, it will not be convenient for me to do anything. I'm also worried about dirtying and damaging the portrait."
"Therefore, I need to temporarily put the portrait into the storage ring!"
After apologizing, Yu Haoran waited for a while.
After realizing that the portrait in his hand did not give any response, he tried to put the portrait into an empty storage ring.
After realizing that the portrait in the storage ring was lying there quietly and did not show any excessive actions, Yu Haoran could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
After all, the broken hand and the long whip in the portrait were too terrifying. It was not safe to keep holding them in his hand, and he was also worried about exposing his own secrets.
Now that there was a layer of space in the storage ring as a shield, he felt much more at ease.
Then, he walked over the dragon throne, intending to leave the palace and go to the army camp to look for Zhai Xing and the other two.
However, when he passed by the remnant soul that was still questioning him, he paused and a look of pity flashed across his face.
In the end, he took out a few elixirs that were used to recover one's Spiritual Strength from the storage ring and placed them on the dragon throne. Then, he used his body movement technique to leave the palace.
The moment Yu Haoran left the palace, the remnant soul that had been chattering non-stop suddenly quieted down.
The remnant soul looked up at the empty palace door and then down at the elixirs on the dragon throne as it muttered to itself.
"Young man, I originally wanted to mobilize the imperial guards of the Martial Honorable realm to deal with you. However, on account of your filial piety, I'll let you off for now."
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