1720: C1720 Ming Wang Palace

C1720 Ming Wang Palace

Duke Ming Palace!

Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat. He was the first to rush through the Yellow Springs River and gave birth to the Bridge of Helplessness.

Thinking back to the fact that the Bridge of Helplessness was an artifact of the Acalanātha Dao, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. Could this place be … Acalanātha's chamber!

Facing an existence that could compete with Thirteenth Palace Master alone in the past, even Meng Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

From the looks of it, the latter should be within this palace not too far away from him!

Taking a deep breath, Meng Fan didn't hesitate any longer. He pushed open the door to the Emperor's Palace and walked into the great hall.

Creak!

Dust flew in all directions as an aura of dust assaulted their nostrils. Even though the entire palace was sealed, for a long period of time, no one came here and it was filled with the traces of time. Meng Fan, who was stepping on the green brick, looked over. Finally, his expression changed and he landed on the wall of the hall in the distance.

There was a similar path forward here, and between the two sides, there were symbols drawn. Although time had passed, the symbols on it were extremely clear.

"I was born in the Middle Ages, my father was a woodcutter, I lost my mother when I was young, and I fished with my father until I met a Devil Beast Core on the coast …"

Rows after rows of words formed rows of information, causing Meng Fan's heart to move. He was also quite curious about this ruthless person who could defeat Thirteenth Palace Master in the past. As he walked forward, he started to read.

However, at the same time that Meng Fan was continuously taking steps, the expression on his face also became serious.

In the beginning, the runes engraved on the two sides of the palace were only the experiences of the teenager known as the Unmoving Ming King, but the further he went, the more complex it became. It included the insights the Unmoving Ming King gained into the Cultivation Technique of at every stage, as well as his own understanding of the changes he underwent.

The longer they walked, the more Meng Fan fell into deep thought. He was no longer as sharp as before. Sometimes, he needed to stop for a moment to understand the situation.

It was because the understanding of the change of Yuan Qi was extremely sharp. Many things surpassed Meng Fan's imagination, including many records of the techniques of past opponents of the Acalanātha. It was simply an eye-opener for Meng Fan.

Even the current him was moved by this type of symbol.

With every step he took, Meng Fan's footsteps became slower and slower. Finally, he sat down cross-legged in front of a stone tablet.

This was because there was a secret technique that Immoveable Bright King trained in that was beyond Meng Fan's imagination. He couldn't completely understand it just by relying on his instantaneous memory and could only seriously comprehend it.

This meditating lasted for an entire incense stick of time!

Meng Fan opened his eyes and walked towards the next stone monument. Once again, he sat down and looked at the runes on it. Once again, he quietly meditated and the time it took for two incense sticks to burn had passed.

Moving forward like this and comprehending like this, Meng Fan continued to move backwards. He quietly sat on each of the stone tablets and tried to comprehend the markings on them in order to merge with his body.

At this moment, one could faintly see a shocking change appearing within Meng Fan's body. His skin was flickering with light and there was a faint fusion of strange symbols. His martial arts was actually improving bit by bit.

The further along the path, the longer the comprehension. However, it caused Meng Fan's own improvement to be even greater. Even he had a feeling of mad joy at that moment.

For him right now, it was too difficult to improve himself.

However, the monuments on this side of the hall were simply a fusion of the entire life's cultivation technique of the Acalanātha. He didn't need anyone to teach him. Now that he had observed the martial way, he could understand too many things!

Such a lucky chance, it was simply like the heavens descending!

Each time he sat down, it meant that Meng Fan's improvement in his martial arts had definitely exceeded his imagination. He had never thought that there would be such a thing inscribed in the Emperor's Hall.

If Meng Fan did not make full use of this opportunity, he would feel that he had let himself down. Therefore, Meng Fan had forgotten about everything else along the way and gathered the Spiritual Force onto the stone tablet to comprehend it along the way.

In the blink of an eye, it was … A hundred years in a hurry!

Sitting on this last stone tablet, Meng Fan sat there for 20 years, his body was covered in dust, his eyes were closed, and finally … He slowly opened his eyes.

Meng Fan praised as he let out a breath.

He is indeed worthy of being called the Acalanātha Infernal King. Indeed, he is powerful, his martial arts are mainly focused on defense, but he actually reached this stage. Even with my current cultivation, I cannot even harm him with a full-powered attack.

Along the way, Meng Fan continuously fused with the Immoveable Bright King's martial arts until they finally reached the last stone tablet. This was the last stone tablet that the Immoveable Bright King wrote, and it was his comprehension at the Celestial King Stage moment, causing Meng Fan to be lost here, undergoing some comprehension.

After a moment, Master Sparrow's voice sounded again.

"Damn, my little ancestor, you finally woke up …" Do you know how long you have been immersed in it? You would dare to face the final stone tablet and you would need to comprehend it. Once you assimilate it, you will lose yourself forever in it if you are unable to comprehend it! "

Hearing this, Meng Fan's expression changed. He understood that this should be a barrier left behind by the Acalanātha Inferno.

Unlike the previous attacks by Huang Quan and the Bridge of Helplessness, this method was even more terrifying, because any Primordial Qi Cultivator could not give up on his comprehension of martial arts. However, to understand it, one would need endless energy and a huge amount of comprehension power.

If Meng Fan did not train in his own creation of the Defiance Martial Arts, which contained too much of it, he might not have spent a hundred years meditating in this place, but rather it would be a hundred thousand years, or even a hundred thousand years.

He had been through a killing spree!

Meng Fan couldn't help but shake his head. But even if he was given another chance, he would still choose to study here. It was too much of an attraction for him, as was always the case for martial arts fanatics.

After tidying himself up a bit, Meng Fan immediately took a step forward.

Meng Fan spent a full hundred years before he walked through the long corridor that was only a few hundred meters long. Finally, he arrived at a hall.

When Meng Fan took the first step into the hall, his body trembled as he felt a boundless pressure coming from the hall. When he took a closer look, he realized that there was a figure sitting at the center of the hall.

He was wearing a green robe, and his hair was white. His face gave off an incomparably sharp feeling, and just from a glance, Meng Fan's heart had a trembling feeling. He did not need to speak to understand that this old man should be … Immoveable Bright King of the Ancient Era!

Clenching his fists, Meng Fan walked forward and extended his hands in a bow. He was extremely sincere!

Right now, it was not only because of his reputation as the Acalanātha Inferno, it was also because he saw the series of stone tablets and felt incomparable admiration for the Acalanātha Inferno.

In the ancient times, he was the one who dared to fight the strongest, Thirteenth Palace Master. At that time, Thirteenth Palace Master might have had quite a few enemies, but he did not have any restrictions on his own strength, so he was unable to do anything to Duke Ming.

The Art of Acalanātha was the foundation, forming the strongest defense, even the forbidden area's techniques were unable to break through. It could be called one of the strongest people since ancient times, and was completely qualified to receive Meng Fan's bow.

What's more, Meng Fan had a lot of benefits from this place before, so he was very sincere at this moment.

However, while Meng Fan was bowing, the Acalanātha in front of Meng Fan did not make any movements. It quietly sat on the spot and the corners of its clothes were not even lifted. Its eyes were still tightly shut.

Meng Fan raised his head and looked over. He discovered that there was an ancient stone tablet beside him. Meng Fan's eyebrows could not help but twitch slightly.

There was a line of small words on the stone tablet.

"After the eighth level of the palace, there is a rare Resurrection Lily in the world. This flower is tainted with the meaning of reincarnation, and can lead to life and death, and after Primordial Qi Cultivator consumes it, he will be able to understand his own body, extend his vitality, and quickly recover even in his dying state. It also has a strong effect on Celestial King Stage Warriors.

It was one of the most precious divine objects in the world, and if a mortal consumed it, it would be able to raise their Longevity countless times.

This thing is too heaven defying, so I will set up three trials to prevent those who are lucky enough to come to this place to snatch it away. However, if someone is lucky enough to get here, they will be able to obtain it by chance, and the place where the Resurrection Lily grows will be located after the Ming King Palace. I can take it by myself, but it is inconvenient for me to see life and death.

The scene before his eyes caused Meng Fan's eyes to burst with an unimaginable excitement. The reason he came here was to find a way out for the Dark Alliance people, and as he expected, there was something inside the palace that could pierce through life and death.

100,000 years!

This was already too heaven-defying. Although it wasn't as effective as Meng Fan had imagined, it was still enough for the current him!

After bowing again, Meng Fan said in a deep voice,

"Thank you, Lord Acalanātha. I dare not disturb you, I will leave now!"

As his voice faded, Meng Fan's footsteps moved slightly as he headed towards the back of the stone monument.1

Obviously, this was where the Acalanātha Inferno was undergoing closed door training. Powerful people at his level would be able to understand life and death with a single thought and travel the world with their minds. They did not want to be disturbed by anyone.

Unexpectedly, this supreme being was still alive in this world. If he were to enter seclusion here, the moment he woke up … Just what kind of earth-shattering scene would that be!

Thinking of this, Meng Fan did not stop his footsteps and left the Emperor's Hall. He turned around and stepped into the land behind him.

However, the moment Meng Fan's body disappeared from the great hall, the old man who had been sitting quietly on the spot, without Meng Fan noticing him at all, twitched his eyelids slightly. Then, his entire body... Recovering silence!

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