On the golden ancient road of the Great Path, the roar of the Great Path continued. Ye Futian moved forward forcefully, using all the will in his body to strengthen his might to the extreme. He crossed the golden ancient road in an extremely powerful manner and walked to the end.
The illusory statues collapsed and shattered, and the might that descended on his body finally disappeared. Ye Futian stood at the end of the ancient road, in front of the sacred palace.
A sacred and solemn atmosphere enveloped this space, and he could faintly feel the solemn and ancient atmosphere. This made Ye Futian more and more certain that this place was most likely an extremely important place in the Divine Palace. By a freak combination of factors, he had mistakenly thought it was a place of enlightenment and cultivation.
Before, he had thought that it was an ordinary place of enlightenment, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult to break in. Looking at the intensity of this place, could any disciple of the Divine Palace step into it?
Even if there was no one, he would believe it.
However, there seemed to be a person in front of him.
The ethereal and sacred palace's door was open, but the figure sat outside the palace and did not enter. He was dressed very simply, and his hair was draped over his shoulders. He sat on the steps with his eyes closed, and there was no aura emanating from his body. Although Ye Futian had come here, he seemed to be completely unaware of it. He still sat there quietly, as if he was the only person in this world.
Ye Futian glanced at the person in front of the palace on top of the stairs. All he saw was a silhouette. Although he did not recognize this person, he could feel that this person was lonely. He sat there, giving off a feeling that he was isolated from the world. The world was in chaos, but he was alone.
What kind of realm was this?
Even people did not have the heart to disturb his cultivation. It seemed that making the slightest noise here was a sin.
Ye Futian stood there quietly for a moment, then slowly lifted his feet and walked up the steps. He walked forward step by step, toward the place above. After a moment, he came behind the figure, facing the sacred and ethereal palace in front of him, which exuded a mysterious aura.
The cultivator sitting there, had he already gone in?
This person seemed to have been sitting here for a long time. So, he should have entered.
Ye Futian looked at him again, and seeing that the other still did not respond, he lifted his feet and prepared to walk past him.
"You are not a disciple of the Divine Palace?" At this moment, a voice rang out. It was none other than the mysterious figure who had been sitting there. His voice was clear and powerful, as though it could imprint itself into the minds of others.
Even though he was speaking, he still sat there with his eyes closed. He did not turn around and did not look at Ye Futian.
"No." Ye Futian replied, "I was invited by the Divine Palace to prove my Way, and then I entered the Divine Palace to cultivate and came here."
"Excuse me, where is this place?" Ye Futian asked. He was more and more curious about what kind of place this was. It was mysterious, solemn, and dignified. Even geniuses with extraordinary talent could not come here.
"Ancestral land, temple." Hearing his words, Ye Futian's heart trembled. Even though he had guessed that this was an extraordinary place, he was still shocked to hear the other party's reply.
Divine Palace Ancestral Land, Divine Temple.
The Divine Palace was the number one preaching holy land in the Higher Heavens Realm. It was also the most famous holy land for cultivation in the Higher Heavens Realm. And this place was the ancestral land of the Divine Palace.
No wonder it was so difficult to enter. Just the Path River and the ancient road of the Great Path could block the path of most people. It was basically impossible for the disciples of the Divine Palace to come here.
Ye Futian was an exception, and the figure sitting in front of him should be an exception.
"Since you are not a disciple of the Divine Palace, don't enter the Ancestral Land of the Divine Palace. Go back, "the figure continued to speak. His voice seemed extremely calm, without a trace of emotion, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, and his tone was emotionless.
Ye Futian was not angry when he heard the other party's words. The other party was not rude. The Ancestral Land was of great significance to the cultivation forces. It was different from ordinary places of cultivation. It might really be the core inheritance.
Since he did not enter the Divine Palace to cultivate, it was indeed inappropriate to enter the Ancestral Land to seek inheritance.
However, after spending so much effort to come here, he was still somewhat reluctant to stand in front of the door and not enter.
Although in principle it was not convenient to enter the Ancestral Land of the Divine Palace, after all, the Divine Palace did not stop him. The guide also said that he could go anywhere he could go. So, he came here with his own ability. As long as he could enter the Ancestral Land, even if he entered, it would not be against the rules of the Divine Palace.
"I still want to go in and have a look," Ye Futian said. The other party did not respond.
Ye Futian looked forward, lifted his feet, and walked toward the Divine Temple. He said, "Those who are not disciples of the Divine Palace should not enter the Ancestral Land of the Divine Palace, but the elders of the Divine Palace said that as long as you can enter, you can enter. So, I have been impolite."
As he said this, he continued to move forward, wanting to enter the Ancestral Land.
"You are right, as long as you can enter, you can enter. However, whether you can enter the Divine Temple or not is not up to you." At this time, an ethereal voice came and fell into Ye Futian's ears. He glanced at the person in front of him and frowned. The person who spoke was not the other party.
Was there someone else in the Divine Temple?
He stopped moving forward and stared at the Divine Temple.
"What is your name?" The ethereal voice came again. This time, he faintly felt that the person who spoke seemed to be the Divine Temple itself, not the figure in front of him, but someone using the Divine Temple to speak.
"Shen Jing of Taixuan Mountain," Ye Futian responded.
"Wrong," the other party responded. Ye Futian showed a strange look and said, "What is wrong?"
"You are not a cultivator of Taixuan Mountain, and you are not Shen Jing," the other party said.
Ye Futian's heart trembled slightly, and a strange look suddenly flashed in his eyes as he stared forward.
"I did come from Taixuan Mountain," Ye Futian responded.
"Everything is an illusion. Must coming from Taixuan Mountain be real?" The other party continued. Ye Futian understood that his disguise might have been seen through by the other party. He had an illusion that standing in front of this Divine Temple, shrouded by the sacred aura, he seemed to have no secrets.
Everything would be easily seen through.
"What is real, and what is fake?" Ye Futian asked. "Is it important to be real or fake?"
What his identity was was actually not important. The Divine Palace did not participate in the disputes of the outside world, so why should they care who he was?
Whether he came from Taixuan Mountain or the Heavenly Mandate Realm, for the Divine Palace, there was no difference.
The other party was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Ye Futian's words. After a while, a sigh came from the Divine Temple.
"You are right. What is real, and what is fake? The world is fake, and the Great Path is also nothingness. What is the point of pursuing the real?" After a moment of silence, the other party sighed softly. This sigh made people feel a sense of desolation.
Ye Futian showed a strange look when he heard this.
What did this mean?
The world was fake, and the Great Path was also nothingness?
He did not understand.
"I do not understand," Ye Futian looked forward and said.
"Why do you cultivate?" The other party did not respond to Ye Futian's words, but asked him why he cultivated.
Ye Futian was also asking himself why he cultivated.
He thought about it for a moment but found that he did not understand anything.
"In the past, I cultivated for many things, and it is the same now. But now, perhaps I have no choice but to cultivate. There are too many things that need to be cultivated." Ye Futian sighed, as if he had forgotten the original intention of cultivating.
For what? The pride of being born an emperor?
He seemed to have long forgotten that he once had such a great ambition.
If one were to ask him why he was cultivating, there would be many answers. Time was pushing him forward, and he had no choice but to cultivate.
"I have no choice but to cultivate!"
A low voice came out, as if it was mulling over Ye Futian's answer.
This voice spoke of the vicissitudes of life.
How many people in the world still remembered their original intention when they cultivated to the end? Too many people had no choice but to cultivate.
Sailing against the current, one would either advance or retreat. There was no retreat.
The mysterious aura disappeared, and the ethereal voice seemed to disappear as well.
"Senior," Ye Futian asked, but there was no response.
"Can this junior enter?" Ye Futian asked. There was still no response. It was as if the other party had completely fallen into a state of silence, leaving Ye Futian to choose.
At most, he might not interfere.
"Senior, if you do not speak, I will take it as an agreement," Ye Futian said, bowing slightly. Since he didn't say he disagreed, it was up to him. As long as he could enter, he could enter.
As he said this, Ye Futian continued to walk forward.
Ye Futian passed by the figure sitting there. He wanted to walk past him, but at that moment, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. An extremely powerful force of the Great Path fell upon him, forcing him to stop in his tracks.
Ye Futian slowly turned his eyes and looked at the figure sitting there. Above the figure's body, there was an incomparably bright divine light.
"Boom …"
An incomparably wild aura crashed into Ye Futian's body and even rushed into his divine consciousness. The aura of the Great Path within his body roared. It was as if he had encountered an extremely strong threat and was roaring because of it.
The young man who had been sitting there opened his eyes and looked forward.
Since he was not a disciple of the Divine Palace, it was naturally inconvenient to enter the Ancestral Land of the Divine Palace!
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