A huge palace that was completely black stood on the ground. It was majestic and majestic, like a giant beast that was sleeping. Once it woke up, it would burst out with a shocking power that would sweep through the world.
The gate of the black palace was closed. There were three ancient golden words on the plaque above, which emitted a mysterious aura: Hundred Treasures Palace.
"Hundred Treasures Palace!" Chen Zong was shocked.
According to the information from Ancient Knowledge Tower, the Hundred Treasures Palace was a very famous opportunity in the Myriad Treasures Secret Territory, but it was also very difficult.
Chen Zong's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the black palace. His hands fell on the closed gate, and he suddenly exerted force.
Waves of tyrannical power surged as the seven Spiritual Wheels rotated at full speed. The Dragon Power surged, and the Dragon Roar resounded. The tyrannical power was like waves that surged endlessly, and all of it rushed towards his arms.
Chen Zong's robe fluttered. The muscles on his arms bulged, and the blue veins undulated like dragons and snakes.
With a boom, the closed gate was suddenly pushed open by the tyrannical power of Chen Zong's arms. It made an ear-piercing sound that made one's scalp tingle.
When the gate was pushed open a gap, Chen Zong's face suddenly changed. An extremely terrifying and blazing aura flew toward him from afar. It was so fast that Chen Zong couldn't react in time, and he was already hit by the tyrannical power.
In an instant, Chen Zong felt that his body was penetrated, but he didn't feel any pain because the speed was so fast that it was beyond his reaction time.
"Don't run!" A thunderous roar shattered the heavens and the earth. It rolled and swept over, causing Chen Zong's mind to be in a daze. Everything around him seemed to have slowed down, or it could be said that he had entered a world where the flow of time was even slower.
It was a very strange feeling.
The powerful soul sense woke Chen Zong up in an instant. An amazing heat came from afar. Chen Zong could vaguely see a ball of dazzling red light filling the sky. The dazzling red light condensed into a huge palm, which grabbed Chen Zong as if it covered the sky and the sun.
The red hand was as magnificent and domineering as the sun. It was incomparably scorching. Even with the Purplish Cloud Black Star Flame, Chen Zong still felt as if his body was about to burn.
He would die!
In an instant, Chen Zong knew that if he was hit by the red light hand, he would definitely die. Even if he used up all his strength, he would not be able to resist it and would be smashed into pieces in an instant.
Chen Zong's survival instinct broke out, and all his strength surged out of his body in an instant. He felt as if his body was inflated with air, and with the most amazing strength, he immediately rushed toward the gap of the heavy door.
With a boom, as if an ancient bell had been rung, an amazing sound wave swept out. On one side, it hit the door, but was completely blocked by the door. On the other side, the ground outside the palace was torn apart, layer by layer, and a huge hole was blasted open.
Under this terrible blow, the door, which was only slightly ajar, was violently pushed open. A gust of wind suddenly blew into the palace and bombarded Chen Zong's body, forcing Chen Zong to keep moving forward.
With a flash of red light, the pursuing figure instantly passed through the door and entered the palace.
The sharp pain of being penetrated exploded and swept through Chen Zong's body, making him twitch. The sharp pain was like a surging tide, uncontrollable, and he almost fainted.
But Chen Zong knew very well that he couldn't faint, otherwise, he would never wake up again.
That was an expert, a very terrible expert. He was not someone he could compete with at present.
Resisting the sharp pain, Chen Zong kept rushing forward. Behind him, the terrible pressure of the expert was like a maggot in a tarsal bone.
So far, Chen Zong still didn't know what had happened. He was like an innocent person who was accidentally involved in danger.
Explain?
Would the opponent listen to his explanation?
No!
Moreover, to explain to a complete stranger, who attacked him without mercy, was undoubtedly the behavior of a weakling.
At this moment, Chen Zong only had one thought: escape.
Escape from this fatal crisis.
"Hand over the Half-Divine weapon, and I'll spare your life." The cold and domineering voice was full of amazing killing intent, like the strong wind of the sun blowing over Chen Zong, making Chen Zong's heart tremble.
Without hesitation, Chen Zong rushed forward.
The walls of the hall were circular, and there were many symbols on them. Each symbol was different.
Some of the symbols were like knives, some were like swords, and some were like spears.
Chen Zong, who was rushing forward quickly, only had time to catch a glimpse of the strange symbol in front of him. It looked like a furnace, but also like a ball of fire that could refine everything. It emitted an incomparably wonderful fluctuation of aura that reached directly to the soul.
With no time to think, Chen Zong charged headfirst into it. It was as if he had just passed through the surface of water, and his body was swallowed up.
The tyrannical power, like the eruption of the sun, mercilessly bombarded the wall with terrible power, making a loud noise. But it didn't hit Chen Zong. Instead, Chen Zong was sucked into it and disappeared.
The figure flew quickly, approaching the place where Chen Zong had entered, but was blocked.
"Damn it!" The Half-Divine expert was furious. His eyes were like cold lightning, and his killing intent was radiating.
He had chased after the Half-Divine weapon until here, but he didn't expect such an unforeseen event to happen, causing the Half-Divine expert to miss him.
"This is the Hundred Treasure Palace. Those who enter and challenge will be sent out. I'll wait in the Hundred Treasure Palace." The Half-Divine expert muttered to himself, his tone getting colder and colder.
The Thousand Treasures Secret Realm would be open for a month. One had to leave within a month, otherwise, one would stay here forever and become a corpse.
Therefore, the person who entered the Hundred Treasure Palace couldn't stay here forever.
For the sake of a Half-Divine weapon, it was worth waiting here for a year or even a few years, not to mention a short period of time, because it would greatly increase one's strength.
… …
Waves of severe pain assaulted Chen Zong, making his face twist. The terrible heat kept swimming in his body, as if it was going to turn him into ashes.
With the support of his strong will, Chen Zong quickly took out some elixirs to heal his injuries.
His injury was very serious. His right chest had been pierced through, and the culprit that had pierced through his right chest was a sword. The body of the sword was red, and it looked like a flawless gem. The spine and the edge of the sword were golden, and not only did it look exquisite, it also had an indescribable sharpness.
Chen Zong gripped the exquisite sword hilt with both of his hands, and a blazing heat immediately spread out. Chen Zong exerted his strength and forcefully pulled the sword out of his chest. That kind of pain caused Chen Zong's vision to darken.
As soon as the sword was pulled out, Chen Zong felt the elixir's power converging on the wound, but it was blocked by a terrifying force. Not only was it scorching hot, but it was also astonishingly sharp, causing the elixir's power to dissipate.
Chen Zong wanted to put the sword into his storage ring, but he found that the sword was already in his hand.
"A Quasi-Holy Weapon!" Chen Zong recalled the words of the powerhouse, and his eyes suddenly became blazing.
He had obtained a Quasi-Holy Weapon before, which was the Sky-climbing Tower. He knew very well that the Sky-climbing Tower was very powerful.
Now, he was lucky enough to obtain a second Quasi-Holy Weapon, and it was a long sword.
Feeling it carefully, Chen Zong could feel the tyrannical power contained in this long sword. It was many times more tyrannical than his own Cold Edge Sword. It was even more tyrannical than the power that he possessed.
However, he was able to obtain this Quasi-Holy Weapon because it had penetrated his body. Thinking about it, Chen Zong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Chen Zong quickly looked around. It was pitch-black, and only the light emitted by the Quasi-Holy Weapon long sword illuminated the area.
"Let's heal first." Thinking to himself, Chen Zong took out more elixirs and ran the White Cloud Technique. A powerful spiritual power rushed to his chest, and he also mobilized the Purple Flame Dragon Power.
Relying on his own strength and the power of the elixirs, he constantly attacked the power entrenched in his chest, and gradually wore it down.
The power was blazing and sharp, and it was undoubtedly left by the Quasi-Holy Weapon long sword. From this power, Chen Zong further felt the tyrannical power of the Quasi-Holy Weapon long sword.
Time flew. As Chen Zong's own strength and the power of the elixirs were constantly consumed, the power in his wound was also constantly consumed, and finally exhausted.
After all, Chen Zong's strength could be controlled and recovered, but once the power in his wound was consumed, it couldn't be recovered.
After completely consuming the power in his wound, Chen Zong's injury quickly recovered, and it didn't take long for him to recover.
After his injury was healed, Chen Zong completely recovered his strength. Then, he grabbed the long sword next to him and carefully observed it.
The length and thickness of the sword were very much to his liking. The body of the sword was as smooth as a mirror, and it seemed to be made of flawless rubies. It was very dazzling, and the golden color on the sword ridge and the sword edge made it even more brilliant.
In terms of appearance alone, this sword was better than all the weapons he had ever seen before. Of course, the power of this sword was also completely better than all the weapons he had ever seen before.
"I practice swordsmanship, and I'm sincere about it. In my hands, this sword can exert its strongest power." Chen Zong said to himself. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he was. Unconsciously, traces of the aura of the Sword Principle spread out from Chen Zong's body.
The long sword seemed to be able to sense it. It trembled slightly and made a melodious sound. Immediately, traces of red light flowed on the sword like water, which was very dazzling.
Then, the red light spread out and sprayed out, wrapping Chen Zong's body. Chen Zong felt that a hot and sharp aura was entering his body little by little and spreading rapidly. However, this hot and sharp aura didn't hurt him at all. Instead, it made Chen Zong feel very comfortable.
This sword actually recognized Chen Zong as its master on its own initiative, and Chen Zong didn't need to refine it.
Usually, when a normal practitioner obtained a Spiritual Weapon or a Semi Holy Weapon, they would need to refine it first. Spiritual Weapons were relatively easy to refine, but Semi Holy Weapons had undergone a transformation and had the ability to choose their own masters, just like Holy Weapons.
For example, Chen Zong practiced swordsmanship, and he was sincere about it. He had a strong aura of the Sword Principle, which made the sword feel comfortable, so it recognized him as its master on its own initiative. Otherwise, he could only refine it by force. With Chen Zong's current ability, it was impossible to refine this sword by force.
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