This time, Yan Zhaoge felt it even more intensely.
After carefully distinguishing himself, he discovered that it was not he who had been attracted, but rather the Myriad Dragon Palace!
This caused Yan Zhaoge's heart to jolt, "The thing that attracted the Myriad Dragon Palace …"
Space-time turbulence drifted about. In an instant, everyone scattered.
Looking back in the direction of the stone coffin and the Dim Radiant Lamp, Yan Zhaoge saw that Zhou Haosheng was still trying hard to approach the Dim Radiant Lamp.
However, the mausoleum chamber seemed to have disintegrated, scattering amidst space. Even the surrounding Dim Radiant Mausoleum seemed to have turned into nothingness.
Within the dark void, rays of dim light once again appeared.
Yan Zhaoge knew that this was because the mausoleum that the Dim Radiant Emperor Yin Tianxia had built for himself was profound and indiscernible, being able to change between illusory and real.
Sometimes, it looked like a huge mausoleum made of material, but the entire mausoleum could also turn into an illusory existence.
The switch that could switch back and forth between the two was perhaps on that Dim Radiant Lamp.
Zhou Haosheng and the Dim Darkness Adept beside him were still trying hard to approach the Dim Radiant Lamp.
Yan Zhaoge stabilised his figure, but only saw the space before him changing. He could clearly feel that in different spaces, the flow of time seemed to be different as well, with some fast and some slow.
This caused the space-time turbulence in front of him to become even more chaotic, forming a complex feeling of distortion.
Yan Zhaoge summoned the Myriad Dragon Palace, drifting amidst the chaotic flows of space as the massive palace suddenly shook intensely.
This time, the shaking of the Myriad Dragon Palace was especially intense, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge did not suppress and suppress the changes in the Myriad Dragon Palace as he instead quietly watched on, allowing the Myriad Dragon Palace to move on its own.
There seemed to be some sort of existence drawing the Myriad Dragon Palace towards the depths of space step by step.
Suddenly, a light flashed in front of him. Within the light, streams of light and illusory dust converged.
The illusory, ethereal existence began to transform into a tangible form once more, gradually reappearing in the Dim Radiant Mausoleum.
The ground beneath Yan Zhaoge's feet solidified once more, the walls of the mausoleum appearing around him.
In front of him was a closed stone door.
Turning to look, it was pitch black. Zhou Haosheng and the others could not be seen, nor could the Dim Radiant Lamp be seen.
"After the transformation of the illusory and the real, the people scattered in different space-times are also in different places in the mausoleum?" Yan Zhaoge frowned, "Still, this change seems to have affected the space outside the mausoleum as well. It is the protective restrictions of the entire mausoleum being activated. I wonder if it will instead bring those of the Radiant Light Sect in as well?"
Shaking his head, Yan Zhaoge knew that there was no point in thinking too much about it. He turned his attention back to the stone door before him.
After shrinking, the Myriad Dragon Palace stuck close to the stone door, still shuddering unceasingly.
At this moment, the sealed stone door began to tremble.
Gazing at the stone door, Yan Zhaoge saw numerous patterns surface on its surface, emitting a seven-coloured radiance.
The seven-colored radiance merged with the dim light in the mausoleum, as if they were indistinguishable from one another.
Still, they each contained different concepts. As compared to the omnipresent dim light of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum, Yan Zhaoge was even more familiar with this seven-coloured radiance.
Seeing this radiance and then looking at the profound runes on the surface of the stone door, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself, "It is indeed the remains of the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace …"
This stone door was clearly related to the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace beyond the clouds of the nine heavens in pre-Great Calamity times.
Yan Zhaoge's Myriad Dragon Palace had been forged from the corpses of numerous dragons. Its original frame had been a low-grade Sacred Artifact, the Nine Dragon Fingers.
However, the main beam and pillars at the very core of the palace had all been the remains of the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace that year.
This sealed door before him was actually an existence similar to the pillars and beams of the Divine Palace.
Carefully comprehending the concept within, Yan Zhaoge reached out and pressed on the surface of the stone door.
The scenes before him changed, as if recorded throughout the ages as one figure after another flickered past.
The final scene that settled was that of a majestic man garbed in black with a white robe, black hair and white brows, his eyes tightly shut as he sat in the meditative position within the air.
A great amount of debris flew into the air, congregating by his side as they slowly formed a massive structure that resembled a palace whilst also an altar.
"This is the scene of the Dim Radiant Mausoleum being completed after the death of the Dim Radiant Emperor Yin Tianxia," Yan Zhaoge's pupils dilated slightly, "That is …"
He clearly saw a great door formed of white jade being sealed at the centre of the mausoleum alongside Yin Tianxia's corpse.
With it as its core, the other materials had gradually come together to form the massive, majestic mausoleum of today.
The scenes before Yan Zhaoge's eyes returned to normal. Looking at that tightly shut stone door, he thought, "That great door of white jade is your original appearance? What is the situation now then? "
Carefully analysing it, Yan Zhaoge felt that there should be another foreign dimension behind the stone door.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Zhaoge placed his other hand on the Myriad Dragon Palace.
Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Pan-Pan and the Northern Ocean Clone all leapt out from within the palace. The Myriad Dragon Palace gradually changed its appearance, transforming into a light dragon.
The surface of this light dragon shockingly flickered with the same seven-coloured radiance as the great door.
Controlled by Yan Zhaoge, the light dragon gradually merged within the great door.
Time slowly passed. Just as the tightly shut stone door was beginning to loosen somewhat, the mausoleum suddenly shook once more.
The dim radiance turned bright and dazzling at once. Yan Zhaoge was shocked, "Someone has touched the Dim Radiant Lamp again?"
The next moment, the radiance vanished completely as boundless darkness enveloped the area.
The Dim Radiant Mausoleum turned into space once more, becoming chaotic space.
Yan Zhaoge brought Feng Yunsheng and the others along, sticking closely to the stone door. Indeed, there were no changes to the stone door.
Circulating the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, the darkness before them was unable to obstruct Yan Zhaoge's vision. Gazing about, he instantly saw a lone lamp still standing atop the opened stone coffin in the distance, drifting amidst the chaotic flows of space.
Streams of dim light surged amidst the darkness of space once more.
Meanwhile, close to the stone coffin, two great experts were currently in the midst of an intense battle!
One was garbed in white, sweeping along boundless darkness.
The other was garbed in black, light emanating from every single movement of his.
One was the Chief of the Dim Darkness Sect, Zhou Haosheng, while the other was his sworn enemy, the Chief of the Radiant Light Sect, Luo Zhiyuan!
If it were anyone else, the earlier abnormalities would not have been sufficient for them to pass through the restrictions on the outside and directly enter the mausoleum.
However, Luo Zhiyuan and the other Radiant Light Sect experts also possessed a considerable amount of legacy treasures.
In the end, the changes in the mausoleum caused by the Dim Radiant Lamp had instead benefited them.
The Dim Darkness Sect's advantage in the lead had been largely erased.
Zhou Haosheng's expression was calm. If he had not taken the initiative to plot against the Dim Radiant Lamp, instead just waiting bitterly, he would only have been able to watch as Luo Zhiyuan and the others caught up to him. It could only be said that the Radiant Light Sect and the Dim Darkness Sect were destined to be entangled in a stalemate.
At the very least, with a portion of the Dim Radiant Lamp already having been refined by him now, he was still in the lead!
Exchanging glances with Zhou Haosheng, Luo Zhiyuan did not reply as he directly made a move.
At this moment, there was already no need for any words.
Yan Zhaoge gazed into the distance, scanning the surroundings. He saw that the other experts of the Dim Darkness Sect and the Radiant Light Sect were all struggling to break free of the chaotic flows of space, approaching the Dim Radiant Lamp. (To be continued.)
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