Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1626 - 1622: Difficult to Enter

He frowned and pondered.

Why would the Void Divine Flower and this Inheritance Hall exist within a single realm?

Is it a coincidence?

As time passed, the palace within the vortex became clearer, feeling closer and closer.

Chu Zhiyuan vaguely felt the palace was about to descend into this place from that other realm.

He suddenly realized.

No wonder they practiced the Ascension Technique, it seems to be meant for transporting the palace here.

Is this relying on the power of the Ascension Technique?

The palace grew nearer, and he felt a majestic and vast aura enveloping him.

Zhou Qingyu gently trembled, her face pale.

Lu Tiancheng, who had been watching her, frowned, and the other seven were secretly worried as well.

The appearance of this Inheritance Hall marked a critical step forward.

The next step was to open the Inheritance Hall, but seeing Zhou Qingyu’s condition, it seemed she was about to collapse.

Zhou Qingyu bit her lip, her bright eyes glimmering.

A moment later, the blood returned to her beautiful face, dispelling the pallor.

Everyone was surprised, unaware of what had happened, and turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the palace above the vortex.

They understood it wasn’t Chu Zhiyuan using his powers to assist her.

What exactly happened?

"Pay attention!" Lu Tiancheng shouted.

Everyone quickly cast aside their thoughts, focused on operating the secret technique, and infused their condensed power into Lu Tiancheng.

Lu Tiancheng seemed like the vortex above, absorbing endless amounts of power without satisfaction.

Zhou Qingyu felt the power flowing through her Flying Knife and breathed a sigh of relief.

Her cultivation was indeed too weak, almost becoming a burden dragging down the uncles and the Sect Master.

That would have truly embarrassed her master.

She looked up at the palace in the vortex.

The palace in the vortex emitted a clear light with an unreal feeling.

It was like the palace reflecting on a clear water surface, presenting its appearance.

As the palace grew closer, their aura was dissipating faster.

A vast power slowly descended.

The palace slowly emerged from the vortex, floating thirty meters above their heads.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes lit up, gazing at the palace and then at the vortex.

It stood thirty meters tall, ten meters wide and long.

The ancient palace shone golden, seemingly made of gold, but was actually bronze.

Dense patterns covered it, resembling Cloud Patterns or some kind of script.

Chu Zhiyuan’s expression turned solemn.

This was an external manifestation of Divine Language.

Only a part of the Divine Language, those unknowledgeable could not see it was merely a single character.

So many patterns, so much ink, yet it was just one incomplete Divine Language character.

His spirit soared.

It seemed it was indeed a Divine Race inheritance, very likely a genuine Divine Race Heart Method.

He wondered if this heart method was stronger or weaker than the Heavenly Escape Technique.

His eyes burned as he surveyed the increasingly real and tangible Bronze Hall.

To outsiders, this palace seemed substantial, like a real palace descending.

In reality, it was merely a portal, leading to the realm within the vortex.

Chu Zhiyuan was curious about where exactly this portal led to in the land of inheritance.

What mysteries lay in the realm where the Void Divine Flower resided?

His heart rate gradually increased, blood rushing – a portent of significant events.

Lu Tiancheng slowly released the handprint.

Zhou Qingyu let out a long breath, her forehead glistening with fragrant sweat.

Zhang Ji Yuan laughed, "Qingyu, impressive indeed!"

Ning Dongge nodded in admiration, "I didn’t expect Qingyu to be so remarkable."

Zhou Qingyu quickly said, "Master Ning, Uncle Zhang, it was all thanks to my master."

Zhang Ji Yuan chuckled, "He’s your master after all, he’s bound to help you."

As they spoke, the palace suspended midair slowly descended.

Ning Dongge and the others were entranced by the palace, watching it slowly fall.

"Boom!"

The ground shook as the palace landed completely.

They immediately became excited, inspecting the palace and looking towards the large door.

Zhang Ji Yuan hastily said, "Sect Master, shall we enter?"

Lu Tiancheng snorted, "You want to go in?"

"Can’t we enter?" Zhang Ji Yuan asked, puzzled, "Aren’t we supposed to go straight in?"

Lu Tiancheng replied, "You’d venture inside without knowing its contents?"

Zhang Ji Yuan was perplexed, "Our Inheritance Hall, how could it be dangerous?"

Lu Tiancheng shook his head, "We’re opening the Inheritance Hall for the first time; it’s a legendary existence."

"Really?" Zhang Ji Yuan said, "Our Heaven-Reaching Sect is so ancient, and we’ve never opened the Inheritance Hall?"

"The last opening was long ago," Lu Tiancheng shook his head, "Who knows what changes have occurred?"

"Then..." Zhang Ji Yuan turned to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes became vacant.

A moment later, he shook his head and said, "Entering didn’t lead to an exit."

Zhang Ji Yuan quickly asked, "Junior Brother, who entered but didn’t exit?"

Chu Zhiyuan replied, "Brother Zhang, it was you."

"Did Senior Brother Ning and the others exit?"

"Brother Zhang, you went in alone first but didn’t come out."

"... Is it really that dangerous?" Zhang Ji Yuan turned to Lu Tiancheng in surprise.

Lu Tiancheng, knowing Chu Zhiyuan’s secret technique, said solemnly, "Indeed, there are changes."

Zhang Ji Yuan frowned, "What should we do then?... We need to enter, right?"

Jing Kaiyang slowly said, "Let me try!"

"No." Zhang Ji Yuan hastily replied.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes became vacant then returned to normal, shaking his head, "He couldn’t come out either."

"Brother Jing couldn’t come out either?" Zhang Ji Yuan said surprised, "Impossible!"

Among respectables, even complete ones, there are levels.

Aside from Lu Tiancheng, the mightiest was Jing Kaiyang.

If Jing Kaiyang couldn’t exit, others stood even less of a chance.

Zhang Ji Yuan said helplessly, "Sect Master, our Inheritance Hall opening is for nothing."

Lu Tiancheng glared angrily at him.

Zhang Ji Yuan said, "Entering only to not come out – who dares enter?"

Lu Tiancheng looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Sect Master, I must have seen correctly."

Lu Tiancheng pondered, frowning.

He trusted Chu Zhiyuan. If Chu Zhiyuan was certain, it should be true.

Moreover, this matter should rather be believed.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Should I go in and have a look?"

"You can’t enter," Lu Tiancheng shook his head, "A Spirit Venerable cannot enter the Inheritance Hall."

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised, taking a step forward, arriving at the palace front.

Just as he reached out his hand, before it touched the gate, a Purple Lightning suddenly appeared overhead, striking like a Purple Sword.

"Junior Brother, watch out!" Zhang Ji Yuan and Ning Dongge exclaimed almost simultaneously.

"Master!" Zhou Qingyu also shouted, her face dramatically changing.

Chu Zhiyuan extended his left hand.

The Purple Lightning immediately struck his left palm, vanishing as he clenched his fist.

Chu Zhiyuan pressed his right palm against the gate.

"Boom!" A purple light shield instantaneously appeared, transforming into several Purple Lightning bolts aiming at him.

He pushed forward with his right hand, catching the Purple Lightning, then clenched his fist to extinguish them.

Everyone watched him in surprise.

Yet more Purple Lightning appeared, aiming at him again.

Helplessly retreating, he once again caught the pursuing bolts and extinguished them, shaking his head, "I really can’t enter."

This palace was imbued with overwhelming power that could certainly block him.

Despite being able to catch the Purple Lightning, he couldn’t open the palace.

Jing Kaiyang shook his head, "Impressive, Junior Brother, you even blocked thunder!"

Even from afar, his whole body trembled, heart and spirit shaken.

If it were him, failing to react, he would’ve been struck, barely surviving.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, smiling wryly, "Blocking it is pointless."

He looked at Lu Tiancheng.

Lu Tiancheng’s brows furrowed, his expression dark.