It was cold to the touch, as if he was caressing a block of ice. Slivers of cold air invaded his palm, causing Fenghao's body to tremble. Then, he exerted his strength and a tidal wave of energy surged out, pounding against the bronze door …
"Bang."
A powerful force rebounded, forcing Feng Hao to take a step back. However, the bronze door did not budge at all. This caused him to be dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
Feng Hao approached the bronze door again. He extended his hand and placed it on top of the bronze door, carefully sensing it.
This large door was extremely unique. There seemed to be an unknown energy surging within it. Strands of it were like lotus threads that densely covered the entire large door and even the entire palace. After sensing it for a while, Fenghao understood that if he wanted to open this large door, it was likely that he must destroy these strands of crystal clear lines within it.
"Rushing Tiger Fist."
Feng Hao took a deep breath. A fierce glint flashed across his eyes. Then, he clenched his fist and slammed it against the bronze door.
"Bang!"
The door exploded, and a huge force rebounded back at Fenghao, forcing him to take five or six large steps back before stopping. His fist was faintly numb.
"Humph."
Feng Hao snorted. His body glowed with a golden light. His eyes were scarlet red, like a sea of blood. Within his body, the energy of nothingness surged like a tidal wave, gathering on his fist.
"Tenth Layer Rushing Tiger Force."
His entire arm swelled up. The veins on his arm were like dragons. The horns on his arm were ferocious. With a slight tremble, the surrounding space resounded with a series of explosions. With a force that seemed capable of ripping apart the heavens and earth, his arm violently slammed against the bronze door.
"Rumble."
Following a deafening explosion, Feng Hao's entire body flew backwards and landed more than ten meters away. He retreated seven to eight large steps and crushed a huge rock behind him. Only then did he manage to stabilize his body. A flush of red flashed across his face before it turned pale. Moreover, his eyebrows were knitted together.
Even the three young members of the Four Immortals couldn't withstand such a punch. However, it couldn't even leave a tiny mark on the bronze door.
"Supreme Sealing Magic."
With a thought, golden energy began to churn within his body. It was just like a tsunami as it swept out. His entire body was covered by layers of halos like halos, giving him a vast and mighty aura.
"Sky Flipping Palm."
With a raise of his hand, the heavens and the earth shook. A large, dark gray hand condensed and formed, shaking the space. Ripples that could be seen with the naked eye appeared. The surrounding sand and stones were sent flying, and a whirlwind rose. With a push of Fenghao's hand, the large hand smashed towards the bronze door.
"Rumble. …"
When the large palm smashed against the bronze door, a bright and resplendent light immediately exploded. An enormous mushroom cloud slowly rose. Following which, layers of enormous gales swept out from within, shaving off layer after layer of the surroundings.
Fenghao's body was protected by a golden halo. He stood in the middle of the violent wind. His eyes flickered with a purple flame as he stared at the bronze palace. His eyebrows slowly furrowed, forming the word 'several' in front of him.
The surroundings were a mess, but the bronze palace in the center of the storm was not damaged at all. On the contrary, after the strong wind blew past, the rust was swept away. The bronze palace flickered with a layer of faint green light, standing in the middle of the storm. It looked like an immortal palace.
Then, Feng Hao struck the Sky Flipping Palm three or four times in a row, but it still didn't work. The bronze door didn't move an inch …
"Don't continue."
Elder Fen's voice rang in his mind.
"Yes."
Feng Hao's brows tightened again.
"It's obvious that the bronze palace is closed again. It's impossible to blast it open with brute force."
Elder Fen's voice was very calm. He seemed to have guessed what Feng Hao was thinking. He continued, "Don't you think that this place is very similar to before?"
He was referring to the time when the mysterious white-clothed lady was still in a deep slumber. At that time, the bronze palace was in a sealed state. At that time, Feng Hao also had no way to get out. In the end, he had to kiss the white-clothed lady awake, and the door was opened.
"Master, you mean that she's inside."
Feng Hao was taken aback. He immediately asked.
"Oh."
Elder Fen replied, "When I was trapped inside, I observed the entire palace and realized that the entire palace was like a huge formation, and the eye of the formation was that jade coffin … If she wasn't inside, I believe that this formation wouldn't be able to be activated."
"Oh, in other words, she's fine. She might just be in a deep slumber."
A glint flashed across Feng Hao's eyes. His anxious heart immediately calmed down.
At the very least, he could now prove that the white-clothed lady was fine. She was still alive, but she might have suffered some injuries. As long as she woke up, she should be able to walk out on her own.
"Yes."
Elder Fen answered with certainty. "Don't worry, she has an astonishing background. She won't be in trouble so easily."
"I hope so."
Feng Hao fell silent for a moment. He stood in front of the bronze palace for around an hour, before turning around and flying towards the outside world.
He currently didn't have the ability to open the bronze door. Perhaps one day, when he reached the pinnacle of the Saint realm or ascended to the Emperor realm, he would have the chance to break open the door. Of course, there was also the possibility that the white-clothed lady would wake up on her own one day and walk out.
After exiting the Xuanming Sky, Feng Hao took a deep look behind him. He rose up and directly soared into the sky.
This was the first time he ascended to the Penglai World with his own strength. The process was very long. He wasn't Liu Canyan. He only experienced it himself. Only then did he know that it wasn't an easy thing to ascend to the Penglai World even for a Great Saint realm expert.
Above the layers of clouds, he was obstructed. It was a huge pressure, as if the sky had fallen, suppressing him and not allowing him to move forward.
At this moment, Feng Hao exerted his supreme physical strength to the extreme. His whole body was shining with golden light, like a golden-armored god of war. He broke through the pressure and struggled to rush upwards.
"Chi chi, …"
The enormous pressure rubbed against his body, causing sparks to burst forth from time to time. Clusters of small flames ignited. Fenghao's face was also somewhat flushed red. The muscles on his body tensed up and he was drenched in sweat. It was as if his entire body was about to combust.
This pressure was too strong. Even he, under the pressure of this pressure, found it difficult to move forward. He advanced at the speed of a tortoise.
"Heaven Battling Secret Art."
A terrifying red light flashed in Feng Hao's eyes. There was no other color in his eyes. A fierce aura suddenly rose.
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