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Chapter 1581

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At the last moment, Chen Zong successfully comprehended the nine layers of Profound Inscriptions on the Jade Wall of the Spiritual Valley. It was like an imprint. The mysteries naturally entered Chen Zong's mind and he grasped them.

Now, he still did not know what use they had. But his instincts told him that they were useful. They would be very useful in the future.

That was enough.

Cultivation was something that he had to compete for now and in the future. It was very important.

After comprehending the mysteries of the nine layers of Profound Inscriptions on the Jade Wall, Chen Zong naturally stepped into the ninth layer.

The ninth layer was a dark space, just like the first, second, and third layers.

Then, a ray of light flashed past. It was as if the world had been created. The world changed, and a world appeared before Chen Zong's eyes.

Chen Zong was like an outsider. He observed the changes in the world from a high point of view. It changed from a barren world to a flourishing world, and then to a barren world again.

Decline after the peak!

In the end, everything quieted down. The changes in the world also stopped. Chen Zong only felt a blur before his eyes. It was as if time and space had changed.

A palace!

In front of him was a palace. The palace was not luxurious, but it had an indescribable simplicity, majesty, and majesty. It stood in the world as if it could suppress the world and time and space.

The palace door was closed. It was black after the nine colors merged. It was so dark that it seemed to be able to absorb all light. It also seemed to contain endless mysteries.

Above the closed door, there was a similar black signboard. On the signboard, there were four large words that were flowing with brilliant light.

"Lingwu Imperial Palace!" Chen Zong read in a low voice.



Outside the King-Naming Tower, the Taixuan Saint's eyes shone as he stared at the nine-colored King-Naming Tablet.

From top to bottom, there were 14 titles and 14 names.

The first title was the Lingwu Emperor. The order of the titles represented the difference between high and low. In other words, since ancient times, no one had surpassed the Lingwu Emperor.

The second title was the Sword Emperor. He was a peerless genius from an era before the Lingwu Emperor. Before the appearance of the Lingwu Emperor, he had always been the top genius in the Lingwu Holy World. But after the appearance of the Lingwu Emperor, his light was overshadowed by the Lingwu Emperor.

Even so, it was undeniable that the Sword Emperor was still a dazzling existence. His name was known throughout history.

The third title was the Eternal Night Demon King. He was a peerless genius from the same era as the Lingwu Emperor. A few years after the Lingwu Emperor, he had entered the King-Naming Tower. He had exploded the nine-colored Heavenly Flower. He was ranked third on the nine-colored King-Naming Tablet... this title.. Lingwu.... Lingwu Wu Emperor.

The fourth title was a new title.

Xuan Ancient Saint King!

This was the title that the God of the Taixuan Holy Temple had obtained after entering the King-Naming Tower.

The Taixuan Holy Son was not satisfied with being ranked fourth. His goal was to surpass the Lingwu Emperor and be ranked first. Unfortunately, he was no match for the Eternal Night Demon King.



Lingwu Imperial Palace!

It sounded like it had something to do with the Lingwu Emperor or Emperor Lingwu.

Chen Zong suddenly exerted force with both hands and pushed open the heavy doors of the Imperial Palace.

"Someone else is here. How many moves can you take from me?" A vigorous and heavy voice suddenly sounded. In an instant, a majestic and steady aura rushed over, as if an invisible mountain was moving horizontally.

Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared ahead. At the end of the hall, there was a tall and sturdy figure sitting on a throne. The figure was as heavy as a mountain, and there was a faint trace of domineering aura about him.

"You are?" Chen Zong asked.

"I'm … Saint King Chongshan!" The burly figure on the throne immediately stood up, and the surrounding air seemed to be unable to withstand his power, as it turned into countless ripples that spread outwards. Vaguely, a strong wind seemed to howl, engulfing the entire palace. Its might was astonishing.

"Saint King Chongshan!" Chen Zong narrowed his eyes. There were originally 13 titles on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet. After the Taixuan Holy Son, there were 14 titles. The title at the bottom was Saint King Chongshan.

It was written on the outside that it was Lingwu Imperial Palace. Why did he not meet the Lingwu Emperor but Saint King Chongshan?

Chen Zong did not understand.

After all, the words "Lingwu Imperial Palace" made it easy to associate it with the Lingwu Emperor.

"Your cultivation is in the early Seventh Level Saint Realm. My cultivation will be the same as yours. If you defeat me, you will not only ignite the Nine-Colored Heavenly Flower, but you will also be able to challenge the Second Palace." Saint King Chongshan's burly body stood up, emitting an extremely shocking power. The terrifying pressure was as heavy as a mountain, and it felt as if an invisible mountain was pushing down.

"How many palaces are there in Lingwu Imperial Palace?" Chen Zong released his powerful aura as he spoke. This was a chance to learn more about Lingwu Imperial Palace or the ninth level of the King-Naming Tower.

"There are as many palaces in Lingwu Imperial Palace as there are titles on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet," Saint King Chongshan said. Then, a smile appeared on his rugged face. "If you can defeat the Lingwu Emperor, this palace will be named after your title."

Chen Zong immediately understood.

Since the Lingwu Emperor was ranked first on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet, this palace was named the Lingwu Imperial Palace. There were 14 titles on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet, so there were 14 palaces in Lingwu Imperial Palace.

For example, the palace at the very front was called the Great Mountain Palace.

If he defeated Saint King Chongshan, not only would he be listed on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet, but he would also be able to challenge the second palace.

What if he couldn't defeat Saint King Chongshan?

Saint King Chongshan seemed to sense Chen Zong's curiosity, so he spoke again. "If you can't defeat me, you'll have to withstand at least 100 of my attacks to be qualified to detonate the Nine-Colored Heavenly Flower and be listed on the Nine-Colored King-Naming Tablet."

Dong!

Saint King Chongshan stood up and took a step forward like a mountain giant. The entire palace shook, and the air seemed to explode. It surged endlessly, and his power grew more and more shocking.

He was only at the early seventh level of the Saint Rudiment Realm, but Chen Zong felt that he was terrifying and shocking.

Chen Zong narrowed his eyes, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. His blood surged, and his saint power spun. Traces of battle intent soared into the sky.

Saint King Chongshan!

This was a peerless genius who could detonate the Nine-Colored Heavenly Flower in the ancient times. Chen Zong, on the other hand, was extremely lucky to be able to fight with such a peerless genius after countless eras.

"Then, let me see the demeanor of an ancient peerless genius," Chen Zong said to himself and took a step forward.

This step caused the wind and clouds to change.

This step caused a sharp blade to cut through the air.

This step caused an unparalleled sharpness.

Saint King Chongshan's expression changed slightly. His eyes shone with a strong light, and he was faintly excited.

Fight!

After he took a step down the stairs, his entire body charged forward like a moving mountain. Suddenly, he raised his incomparably violent fist and instantly blasted it out.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful aura condensed in the fist. It was like a mountain's fist was blasted out, and the air seemed to be compressed by the impact. It was ferocious and unparalleled.

Slash!

Chen Zong's palm was like the edge of a sword. He slashed out in the air, and a sword light tore through the air. It immediately split the powerful fist force and slashed toward Saint King Chongshan like a hot knife through butter.

Saint King Chongshan was an ancient peerless genius. Among his peers, he could be said to be invincible. Now, Chen Zong was also an ancient peerless genius. Among his peers, he was almost invincible.

This was a confrontation between peerless geniuses who were separated by many eras.

Whether it was Chen Zong or Saint King Chongshan, they could not help but feel excited. Their fighting spirit soared into the sky.

That move was just a probing move. After all, Chen Zong was completely unfamiliar with Saint King Chongshan, and Saint King Chongshan was also very unfamiliar with Chen Zong.

When facing an unfamiliar opponent, one had to test him to know his strength and how to deal with him better.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves. The power of their attacks became stronger and stronger, and they gradually grasped all of the other party's moves and skills.

"Mountain Heng Fist!" The low shout was dull and vigorous. As soon as the three words fell, Saint King Chongshan's aura skyrocketed in an instant. He punched out. It seemed similar to before, but in fact, its power was even more tyrannical and terrifying.

When this punch was out, the shadow of a mountain condensed in it and pushed forward.

A shocking rumbling sound resounded in all directions, causing Chen Zong's expression to change drastically.

This punch was vigorous and fierce.

The Extreme Edge Sword was unsheathed. The sword light was blazing to the extreme, and it was extremely sharp. In an instant, it tore through the sky and attacked.

Extreme Edge Slash!

After the fierce battle, Chen Zong knew that Saint King Chongshan's fighting style was vigorous, steady, and heavy. The aura was like a mountain. He did not pay attention to any subtle changes. He directly pushed forward and charged forward with an astonishing aura.

One punch could suppress an era.

This was Saint King Chongshan's fist. The fist that made the geniuses of the same era as him feel despair. The fist that made the cultivators of the same generation of the same era shrouded in shadows.

Now, Chen Zong was facing such a fist.

However, Chen Zong was not afraid. There was only fighting spirit.

Fight!

Although Saint King Chongshan's fist was very, very strong, Chen Zong's sword was not weak at all.

In just ten breaths, Chen Zong and Saint King Chongshan were fighting fiercely. Terrifying energy overflowed as if it was going to tear down the Chongshan Palace.

However, the Chongshan Palace was extremely sturdy. Not to mention the bombardment of the two's power, even if it was ten times stronger, it would not be damaged at all.

Lifeless Sword Style!

When the sword was slashed out, an astonishing killing intent condensed in it. It was as if it could kill all life, causing Saint King Chongshan to be slightly surprised.

"Chongshan!" With a low shout, Saint King Chongshan's eyes suddenly emitted an extremely shocking light. It was as if the shadow of a mountain condensed in his eyes. The energy in his body burst forth, and all the energy in his body poured into his right fist. It was like a strong bow that was pulled to the extreme.

Unparalleled!

Unparalleled Domineering!

Boom!

A punch blasted out, and a black mountain charged forward. The black mountain seemed to be incomparably condensed and vigorous to the extreme. The black mountain exuded a shocking pressure, as though it was filled with a terrifying weight. Under the heavy pressure, everything in the surroundings was suppressed and flowed backwards, causing the black mountain to become even more condensed, and the power it exuded became even more astonishing.

The terror of this fist affected the surroundings as if it had turned into a black hole.

Of course, compared to a black hole, this fist was worlds apart. However, it was enough to shock Chen Zong. It was as if all his attacks would be absorbed and absorbed, and it was difficult to be effective.

Infinite!

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