Ning Fan did not know that his action of entering the Nine Heavens Imperial Court had already attracted the attention of some great emperors.
After pressing a finger on the broken stone door, Ning Fan went inside. What came into his sight was a sea of clouds that looked like raging waves.
Above the sea of clouds, the forbidden power of flight was extremely strong. Even immortal emperors could not fly in this place.
The sea of clouds did not have a physical body. One could not step on it. Once one steps on it, he would definitely fall from the clouds and it would be hard to tell whether he would survive or die.
Above the sea of clouds, there were twelve ancient roads paved with bluestones. They were like twelve green dragons, moving in different directions towards the peak of the sea of clouds.
Ning Fan was currently standing on one of the twelve ancient bluestone roads. Only by standing on the ancient road would he not fall from the sea of clouds.
There were a total of twelve ancient roads leading to the second floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. On each of the ancient roads, there were 111 palaces.
Only by choosing a road and passing through all the palaces on the road could one enter the second floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court.
Ning Fan had already known about these things from the information given by Venerated Miao Yan. The azure rain intent flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and performed a hand seal, displaying the Heaven Peering Rain Technique.
His spirit sense turned into a drizzle, meandering upwards along the twelve ancient bluestone roads.
His spirit sense scanned through each of the ancient bluestone roads, scanning through the first palace, the second palace … the 111th palace on each ancient road.
The 111th palace was located at the peak of the sea of clouds in the first floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. To go further up, one would need to tear open the sky of the first floor to enter the second floor.
Ning Fan's spirit sense turned into a drizzling rain technique, covering every corner of the first floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court.
He could sense that there were 31 other cultivators in the first floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court other than himself.
Among these cultivators, there were human cultivators and demon cultivators.
Some of them were sitting cross-legged on the ancient bluestone roads, quietly adjusting their breathing. There were also some who were trying to pass through the palaces in some palaces.
Among these 31 cultivators, most of them were at the Mid Shedding Void Realm. Only four of them were at the Late Shedding Void Realm.
Among them, Ning Fan did not find the Seventh Ancestor …
"There's no sign of the Seventh Ancestor in the first floor. With his strength, he must have already rushed to a higher level of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court …"
Ning Fan tried to make the rain of spirit sense break through the sky of the first level and enter the second level. However, he realized that it was impossible.
"I can't sense the situation in the second level of the Heaven Fault. I wonder which level has the Seventh Ancestor reached …"
After withdrawing the Rain Technique, Ning Fan randomly chose a route and walked along the ancient path. His movement technique was extremely fast like a ghost. In just a few breaths, he arrived outside a palace.
This palace was surrounded by layers of red palace walls. The plaque above the palace door was painted with the words' First Palace 'in ancient Celestial Seal Script.
There were only two doors in the palace. Ning Fan had to enter from the front door and walk out from the back to reach the second palace.
Ning Fan merely took a glance at the horizontal board and stepped into the palace. As soon as he entered the palace, he immediately felt an overwhelming pressure pressing down from the sky.
The suppressive force was extremely strong. Ordinary Shedding Void early stage cultivators were suppressed by the power of the Celestial Restriction. If they entered the palace, they would immediately be thrown out of the palace by the suppressive force. They wouldn't even have the right to enter the palace!
Even a Mid Shedding Void cultivator would find it hard to walk under the suppressive force of the palace. Without the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they definitely wouldn't be able to walk out of this palace!
Although Ning Fan didn't have the cultivation base of the Shedding Void void, his cultivation base wasn't suppressed by the power of the Celestial Restriction either. His strength was astonishing. Naturally, he wasn't afraid of the suppressive force of the first palace.
The only thing that surprised him was that the suppressive force in this palace actually caused the Tribulation Blood in his body to boil slightly and then calm down …
Ignoring the suppressive force of the palace, Ning Fan walked forward quickly. His eyes wandered around the walls of the palace with an inquiring look.
There was nothing in the palace except for some murals on the four walls. Due to the passage of time, those murals were severely weathered. They were incomplete and incomplete, making it impossible to see the specific content of the murals.
In those murals, the shadows of the palace doors of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court appeared many times.
In those murals, there was also an old man who wore a beast skin skirt and held a huge bone club in his hand. His upper body was bare and his muscles were strong. His hair was combed into countless braids and his body was covered with strange runes which looked like barbarian marks …
Unknowingly, when Ning Fan saw the old man in the murals, the barbarian marks on his body had a hint of excitement …
This strange feeling disappeared in a flash. Ning Fan halted his steps and looked inside his body. When he found that there were no changes to the barbarian marks in his body, he shook his head and continued to walk forward. That strange feeling never appeared again until he walked out of the First Palace.
"Was it an illusion …?" Ning Fan pondered.
After Ning Fan walked out of the First Palace, an indistinct voice suddenly resounded in the murals. The voice was stiff and cold, as if it came from a corpse. There was no emotion in it.
"The Qi of the Tribulation Blood … This kid is a true barbarian …"
"The Qi of the Tribulation Blood … This kid is a Tribulation Venerable of the Upper World …"
"This place is my temporary residence … One palace and one mark … This kid already has the first barbarian mark, there's no need for him to condense the first mark …"
Ning Fan left too quickly and did not hear the strange voice.
His movement technique was extremely fast. As soon as he left the First Palace, he immediately flashed past countless long stairs like a ghost and arrived at the Second Palace. Then, he entered it.
In just the blink of an eye, Ning Fan had already left the Second Palace and entered the Third Palace.
Ten breaths later, Ning Fan had already passed the 19th palace and entered the 20th palace.
Another ten breaths later, Ning Fan passed the 45th palace.
Along the way, the four walls of each palace were painted with the same murals. In the beginning, Ning Fan would take a few glances at them, but in the end, he no longer looked at them and directly passed through the palace.
The palace that he passed through would be filled with divine light for a moment. The divine light would only appear for a moment and then disappear.
The ancient green stone path that Ning Fan chose was the third one out of the twelve ancient paths. On this ancient path, outside the 46th palace, there was a burly man in black armor sitting cross-legged in meditation.
He was a Mid Shedding Void Realm demon cultivator who belonged to the Black Crane Clan!
The 46th palace was like a threshold. The difficulty of breaking through it was far greater than the 45th palace.
The burly man in black armor had tried several times, but he still couldn't pass through the 46th palace. On the contrary, he failed several times and suffered some injuries. He couldn't help but feel disheartened.
"The aura force of the 46th palace is almost twice as strong as the aura force of the previous palace! What a pity. I have just broken through the Mid Shedding Void Realm one hundred thousand years ago. I can't be considered as a Mid Shedding Void Realm expert. I'm afraid it'll be difficult for me to pass through this palace … "
"Fortunately, I didn't come here empty-handed. Previously, when I passed the 23rd palace, I found a tuft of Jadewave Demonic Grass outside the palace. Its medicinal age has exceeded two million years … This demonic grass might not be a good thing to others, but I have a special cultivation method. This item is really good … "
The burly man in black armor was muttering to himself. Suddenly, his expression changed as he noticed that the 45th palace was bursting with divine light.
"Someone else has passed the 45th palace? Judging from this qi, it seems to be the qi of a human old monster …"
Before Ning Fan walked out of the 45th palace, a trace of the qi of a human cultivator had already spread out from the palace.
The burly man's heart sank when he sensed the trace of human qi. He quickly rose to his feet and took out a magic treasure to protect himself. His expression was tense.
He had failed to pass the palace several times and his body was already covered with injuries. If he were to fight with the intruder, the situation would be disadvantageous to him …
"Judging from the qi of this person, he should be the same as me, a mid Shel Void cultivator."
"The human race and the demon race have been holding grudges against each other for a long time. If I encounter him here and he sees that I'm injured, there's no reason for him to forgive me. He will certainly attack me … This is troublesome. I wonder if I can survive today …"
The burly man in black armor was feeling nervous. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
He looked down at the sea of clouds and saw a ghost-faced, silver-haired, white-robed figure slowly walking out of the 45th palace.
Ning Fan's pace didn't seem to be fast, but in a flash, he left an afterimage on the spot. In the next moment, he appeared behind the burly man in black armor like a ghost.
The burly man felt a chill down his spine. He couldn't see how Ning Fan got to his back.
There was only one explanation for his inability to see through Ning Fan's movement technique. Ning Fan's strength was far beyond his. Perhaps, Ning Fan's strength was already close to the late Shel Void cultivator …
"Ghost-faced and silver-haired … He's the person that Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon wants to kill!"
"If I fight with this person … my chances of winning are slim. But if I don't fight, I will certainly be killed by this person! Do I have no choice but to fight …? "
The burly man in black armor gritted his teeth and turned around abruptly. He activated his magic treasure, wanting to attack Ning Fan. However, as soon as he turned around, he was greatly surprised.
He saw that Ning Fan didn't have the intention to fight him at all. He directly entered the 46th palace and Ning Fan's shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Ning Fan's strength was obviously much stronger than him, but he didn't have the intention to kill him and just left …
"Why didn't he kill me? With the hatred between the human race and the demon race, what reason does he have to let me go …?"
The burly man in black armor was puzzled. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
In less than a breath's time after Ning Fan entered the 46th palace, the 46th palace suddenly emitted a sky-piercing divine light!
The appearance of the divine light meant that Ning Fan had passed the 46th palace!
"One … One breath's time. This person actually only used one breath's time to pass the 46th palace!"
"I've seen Old Monster Hai of the Sea Snake Clan pass the 46th palace. That Old Monster Hai was a Late Shel Void cultivator. It took him the time for three incense sticks to burn to pass this palace …"
"This person is definitely not a Mid Shel Void cultivator. This person … Could he be Old Monster Suan Nian?!"
After passing the 46th palace, Ning Fan did not immediately proceed to the 47th palace. His eyes were filled with a hint of doubt.
This doubt was not because of the burly man in black armor but because of the 46th palace.
At the moment when he passed the 46th palace, Ning Fan clearly felt the barbarian marks in his body emitting waves of heat …
This time, the feeling was incomparably clear. Ning Fan was sure that it wasn't an illusion.
He inspected his body and didn't find any unusual changes. After a moment of silence, he entered the 47th palace again.
Ten breaths later, the 59th palace emitted a sky-piercing divine light and Ning Fan walked out from it.
Another ten breaths later, he passed the 67th palace and slowly walked out.
Another twenty breaths later, he reached the 75th palace.
The further he went, the stronger the aura force of the palace became. Ning Fan's speed of passing the palace unconsciously slowed down. He no longer pursued speed blindly.
Even so, Ning Fan did not encounter any obstacles along the way. It didn't take him much time to reach the 96th palace.
Outside the 96th palace, there was an old demon in blue robes meditating. His surname was Hai and people called him Old Monster Hai. He was born in the Sea Snake Clan and had a Late Shel Void cultivation base.
Seeing Ning Fan slowly approaching him, Old Monster Hai narrowed his snake eyes and glanced at Ning Fan. His eyes flickered and then he closed his eyes again.
"Ghost-faced Silver Hair … Could this person be the person that Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon wants to kill?"
"He's just a Mid Shel Void cultivator. It's not worth mentioning. If it wasn't because of my injuries, I would only need three breaths to kill him!"
"Forget it. Consider this kid lucky. My injuries haven't stabilized yet and it's not suitable for me to use my demon power. I'll let him live for a while longer."
Old Monster Hai ignored Ning Fan's arrival and continued to meditate with his legs crossed. His attitude was almost arrogant.
Wasn't he afraid that Ning Fan would launch a sneak attack on him?
Of course, he wasn't afraid.
"If this kid dares to attack me, I can still kill him within six breaths even if I have to worsen my injuries! If this kid is timid and doesn't dare to attack me, I don't mind killing him after my injuries have stabilized … "Old Monster Hai thought arrogantly.
Ning Fan acted as if he did not see Old Monster Hai. He slowly walked past him and entered the 96th palace.
Seeing that Ning Fan did not attack him but chose to enter the palace, Old Monster Hai opened his eyes and let out a strange laugh. He shook his head and muttered to himself.
"He doesn't dare to attack me, huh …? This kid is really timid …"
As soon as Old Monster Hai's voice fell, he suddenly opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the 96th palace.
In just three breaths after Ning Fan entered the palace, the palace emitted a dazzling divine light!
"Three … Three breaths! This kid only used three breaths to pass through the 96th palace. What cultivation base does he have?! "
"Peak Shel Void Realm? No. Even a Peak Shel Void Realm expert wouldn't be as calm as him. Could it be … the Thought Fragmentation Realm?! "
Old Monster Hai could no longer maintain his composure. He stood up abruptly and dashed towards the direction of the 95th palace without daring to look at the 96th palace anymore.
He was afraid that Ning Fan would return to where he came from after passing the 96th palace and attack him. Thus, he did not dare to stay in this place any longer.
No matter how conceited Old Monster Hai was, he did not think that he would be a match for the Thought Fragmentation Old Monster. Currently, his injuries had yet to fully recover. If Ning Fan returns to where he came from to kill him, how could he withstand it? He might not even have the slightest chance of survival …
After passing the 96th palace, the doubts in Ning Fan's eyes were slightly reduced. It was as if he had confirmed something.
At the moment when he passed the 96th palace, the barbarian marks in his body emitted a fiery feeling again …
46，96...
These two numbers reminded Ning Fan of the scene when his barbarian marks broke through to the 46th and 96th lines and the Barbarian Blood was continuously produced in his body …
"46, 96,156 …" Ning Fan muttered these three numbers in his heart. His eyes flickered and he walked towards the 97th palace. He did not plan to pay attention to Old Monster Hai who was running away.
156 meant that when the number of his barbarian marks increased to 156, the Barbarian Blood would be produced in his body again.
He seemed to have some kind of speculation in his heart but he could not confirm it yet.
The 97th palace was quickly passed by Ning Fan. Then, it was the 98th palace, the 99th palace, the 100th palace …
After a hundred breaths, Ning Fan arrived at the 111th palace and passed it.
After walking out of the palace, Ning Fan arrived at the peak of the sea of clouds on the first floor of the Heaven Imperial Court and looked up at the dome of the heavens.
If he goes further up, it would be the second floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court!
As long as he could tear the sky apart, he would be able to enter the second floor of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court!
Others would naturally need to tear the sky apart in order to enter the Nine Heavens Imperial Court.
However, before Ning Fan could lift his hand to tear the sky apart, a cold and inexperienced voice suddenly resounded from the peak of the sea of clouds.
Only Ning Fan could hear that voice. Even though it sounded a little cold, it did not carry any hostility.
"You are … a true member of my clan … You are … an orthodox barbarian …"
"You have already condensed 224 barbarian marks … Within the first floor of the Heaven Imperial Court … You won't be able to obtain any benefits … Additionally, I will bestow upon you … ten drops of royal barbarian blood …"
Just as the voice fell, a blood-red vortex suddenly appeared at the peak of the sea of clouds. Ten drops of translucent black and red blood flew out of the vortex and directly flew to Ning Fan's side before disappearing into his body.
Ning Fan's expression immediately changed. Those ten drops of blood were actually the bloodline of the royal barbarian race!
As soon as the ten drops of barbarian blood entered his body, they were immediately devoured by the tribulation blood in his body in a domineering manner.
The grade of Ning Fan's tribulation blood had already reached the Nine Star Remnant Blood. The day when it would break through to the True Blood Realm was originally still far away.
After devouring the ten drops of royal barbarian blood, the grade of Ning Fan's tribulation blood began to skyrocket. Even though it had yet to break through to the True Blood Realm, it had improved greatly from the base of the Nine Star Remnant Blood Realm!
"Come … my clan member … Come to the top floor of the Heaven Imperial Court … I will wait for you …"
The blood-red whirlpool gradually disappeared and the sea of clouds returned to its original state. The voice also gradually disappeared.
Before Ning Fan could react, a loud rumbling sound came from beneath his feet. A gigantic formation appeared on the ancient bluestone path!
The formation flashed and Ning Fan directly disappeared from the first floor of the Heaven Imperial Court. He appeared at the entrance of the second floor of the Heaven Imperial Court.
Others would need to tear open the sky of the first floor in order to enter the second floor. However, Ning Fan did not have to do that. Thus, he received special treatment.
"Who exactly is the owner of that voice? Why did he give me ten drops of royal barbarian blood?!"
"That voice and qi are very unfamiliar. It's different from any of the barbarian ancestors. It's definitely not a barbarian ancestor …"
"Who is that person?!"
There were a total of twenty-four ancient bluestone paths on the second floor of the Heaven Imperial Court. All of them led to the third floor.
There were a total of forty-seven cultivators on the second floor of the Heaven Imperial Court. Most of them were at the Late Shedding Void Realm and only a few of them were at the Peak Shedding Void Realm.
Ning Fan's arrival did not tear open the sky. Thus, he did not make too much noise. His arrival was completely silent.
No one noticed Ning Fan's arrival until a series of divine lights suddenly shone from one of the ancient bluestone paths. There were palaces that were continuously being broken through. Only then did it finally attract the attention of the group of old monsters.
There were a total of twenty-four ancient bluestone paths on the second floor of the Heaven Imperial Court. The path that Ning Fan was walking on was the eleventh one.
Other than Ning Fan, there were no other humans or demons on this path. Thus, no one would disturb Ning Fan's progress.
The aura force of the palaces on the second floor of the Heaven Imperial Court was extremely strong. It was incomparable to the first floor.
On this floor, even a Late Shedding Kong Old Monster would find it extremely difficult to break through the palaces. However, to Ning Fan, it was still not too difficult.
Ning Fan only used five breaths to break through the first palace of the second floor. After that, he would break through a palace every five breaths.
Wherever he passed by, there would be palaces emitting divine lights. The expressions of the other old monsters on the ancient roads changed when they noticed the divine lights coming from Ning Fan's direction.
"Hiss! On the eleventh ancient road, there is someone breaking through a palace every five breaths! Five breaths … What kind of speed is this?! "
"Who is this person?! Could he be a Thought Breaking Expert? "
"I can't see clearly … The mist here is too strong to block spirit sense. If we are not on the same ancient road, we won't be able to see what is happening there … The only thing we can see is this divine light that can pierce through the clouds …"
"Hmm? This Thought Breaking Senior seems to have paused … He used ten breaths to break through the 45th palace … "
At the location of the 45th palace, Ning Fan slowed down his pace. His eyes flickered as he stepped into the palace.
46, 96 … then 156 …
"156 minus 111, the result is 45 …" Ning Fan muttered.
After entering the 45th palace, his barbarian mark once again emitted a fiery feeling.
His eyes immediately turned solemn, as if the speculation in his heart was confirmed.
"As expected …"
Ning Fan didn't say anything else. He only stayed in the 45th palace for a while before he walked out of it and continued to move forward.
He continued to move forward. None of the palaces in front of him could make his barbarian mark emit a slight fiery feeling.
46th palace, 47th palace, 48th palace, 49th palace …
It didn't take Ning Fan a long time to break through the 111th palace.
After passing through the 111th palace, Ning Fan reached the peak of the sea of clouds on the second floor of the Heavenly Tower. When he arrived at this place, another blood-red whirlpool appeared and ten drops of royal barbarian blood flew out from it.
"The second floor … You didn't obtain any benefits … I will give you … ten drops of royal barbarian blood …"
"Come … my clansman … Come to the top of the Heavenly Tower … I'll be waiting for you …"
That voice resounded once again!
This time, before the ten drops of royal barbarian blood flew into his body and the blood-red whirlpool disappeared from the peak of the sea of clouds, Ning Fan directly activated the Reverse Spirit Technique. Using the technique, he sensed the blood-red whirlpool in reverse.
He could vaguely feel that the person who gave him the royal barbarian blood didn't mean him any harm.
However, with his cautiousness, he wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't find out the other party's identity.
Using the reverse perception of the Reverse Spirit Technique, he sent a trace of his spirit sense into the whirlpool and directly arrived at the highest point of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court!
There stood a giant gate that was filled with lifeless qi. A grey moon hung in the sky!
The ground within a thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) of the giant gate was littered with broken stones and many stone statues.
That giant gate should be the legendary entrance to the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Realm.
Those stone statues were of cultivators and strange beasts. Some of them had been weathered and damaged while some of them were still intact.
There were more than a thousand of these stone statues. Some of their expressions were filled with fear while some were filled with resentment and resentment.
Behind the countless stone statues, there was a giant stone throne that had been weathered and cracked. On the throne, there was also a stone statue sitting on it.
Judging from the appearance of the stone statue, it was an old man with a bare upper body. His lower body was wrapped in an animal skin skirt. His hair was tied into countless braids and his body was covered with petrified barbarian marks.
Ning Fan vaguely felt that the appearance of the old man was familiar. Then, he recalled that he had seen it on the murals in various palaces.
The qi on the old man's body was clearly the same as that of the blood-red whirlpool. The one who gave Ning Fan the royal barbarian blood was this stone statue …
"Is this the stone statue that repeatedly gave me the royal barbarian blood …?" Ning Fan's eyes flickered slightly.
Just as he was about to withdraw his trace of spirit sense, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart!
Gusts of grey wind suddenly appeared in this place. When the grey wind blew past, the trace of spirit sense that Ning Fan had spread to the highest point of the Heavens Imperial Court was directly wiped out.
Ning Fan made a prompt decision and cut off the connection with that trace of spirit sense. He no longer dared to probe the situation at the highest point of the Heavens Imperial Court.
Even though he acted quickly, a trace of grey still appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
That grey colour made Ning Fan's scalp go numb. Once it entered Ning Fan's body, it immediately spread crazily, causing Ning Fan's body to stiffen and petrify bit by bit.
Ning Fan's eyes became even more solemn. He could sense a trace of samsara power from the grey qi in his Sea of Consciousness.
This kind of petrification could not be stopped by ordinary divine abilities. Only the samsara power or the power of the Tribulation Blood that existed on the same level as the samsara power could stop it …
"Disperse!"
Ning Fan shouted coldly and directly displayed the power of the Tribulation Blood in his body. A scarlet red light immediately covered his entire body.
When the red light swept across, the trace of grey qi in his body was slowly wiped out …
(1/1) (To be continued)
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