The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 38 Bronze Immortal Palace, blessed land!
As the water flowed, corpses emerged one after another.

Their faces could not be seen clearly as they were all sealed with a layer of waxy grease, and their entire bodies seemed to be covered in a cocoon, making them look very evil.

"Hmm? These corpses actually have a sense of vicissitudes, as if they have gone through an extremely long time."

"Unfortunately, there is no Dao in his body. He is just a corpse."

Li Qingxu controlled the lake water and flowed down to land in the bronze fairy palace.

At this moment, the bronze immortal palace was filled with endless emptiness and indescribable silence.

It was dark and blurry inside, and I couldn't see the door to the temple.

It feels like I have come to a desert, without any life. Time seems to have stopped here, as if it is the end of the world.

A light mist was lingering, making the place very hazy. In the empty bronze temple, one could not see the end at a glance, as if one had arrived at the beginning of the world.

There was a snow-white skeleton on the ground, broken into pieces, lying there quietly. Once it touched a magnet, it turned into bone powder.

There were a few dried blood words on the ground, black, red and blurry, with an indescribable charm.

It was as if all the energy and spirit of this strong man were condensed and imprinted here, giving people an extremely special feeling, as if conveying a certain emotion.

"Dare I ask God if there are immortals?"

Just these few words seem to reveal that this person was full of regret and unwillingness before his death.

The person who was able to preserve his bones must have been an unrivaled powerful man from countless years ago.

But he was confused until his death. One can imagine his loss and regret that he could not see the blue sky through the clouds.

This was definitely a talented person, but it is a pity that his bones are buried here, no one knows about him, and he died in confusion.

Presumably, this was the case for many cultivators in ancient times. The hopelessness of becoming an immortal caused many powerful ones to die in doubt and confusion in their later years.

This huge bronze palace is indeed the burial place of the most powerful men in the world.

In the past, many strong men came here like moths to a flame, seeking the hope of becoming immortals, but in the end they ended up depressed and died here.

Li Qingxu continued to move forward, holding the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier.

More than thirty corpses were seen in succession. A few of them had names left on them, and they were all extremely powerful people recorded in ancient history.

At this moment, Li Qingxu no longer concealed his feelings. A spark appeared on his fingers, as if it would go out at any time.

However, the rising flames reflected an endless sea of fire.

In the sea of fire, a thousand-foot-tall figure vaguely emerged. He had a beast head and a human body, covered with red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and a fire dragon under his feet.

Wherever he looked, fire broke out, as if the void itself was ignited by him.

As the spark on his finger flew out, it instantly turned into a sea of fire, covering the corpses of many strong men. Flames were born from the corpses of the strong men and burned.

Then, a terrifying figure appeared behind Li Qingxu.

He opened one eye and looked at the sea of fire, and a breath of time shrouded it.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like just a moment.

The numerous corpses turned to ashes, and the sea of fire gradually condensed and turned into an extremely bright Mars.

Then it quickly merged into Li Qingxu's body and was absorbed by the phantom of Gonggong, the ancestor witch, in the secret treasure of the heart.

"Yes, it is comparable to the spiritual energy of 80 kilograms of source!"

Li Qingxu calmed his mind and felt the aura emitted by the shadow of the ancestor witch Gonggong in his body, which was much stronger than before.

The empty copper palace is a void, without an end, and there is no way out at all. The water in the lake does not flow in, and it is a world of its own.

Suddenly, the Copper Palace shook, with a huge force, like the Milky Way falling, like the star field drying up, and the huge pressure made people feel suffocated.

The bronze hall was hazy and there was chaos swirling around, like mist.

It rushed towards Li Qingxu like a whirlwind, as if it was unstoppable. This was a kind of original power, like the beginning of the universe, when the heaven and earth were just formed, with stars shining, chaos and violence, and it was unstoppable.

Li Qingxu's eyes focused, and the Green Lotus Imperial Soldier in his hand instantly exuded a supreme aura. The lotus leaves moved slightly, and the imperial aura filled the air, instantly causing the chaos to stagnate.

The bronze hall was once again empty and dark.

But Li Qingxu was no longer in his original position, and two portals appeared in front of him.

There are also more than a dozen skeletons here. The bones have a crystal luster and have not turned into bone powder, which is enough to show their extraordinaryness.

Li Qingxu walked forward and knocked gently. The white bones actually made clanging sounds, like metal and stone, which could not be completely erased by endless years.

There seemed to be blood words in front of several bones, which was the last words of one person.

"I have a heart of immortality, but it has been blocked by worldly affairs for a long time. When will the dust be gone and the light be born, shining through the mountains and rivers!"

This is a kind of great spirit, but also a kind of helplessness and even despair.

To have achieved this level of strength is absolutely unprecedented, but there is still no hope of becoming an immortal. These few words express the regret and loneliness.

"You don't know that there are immortals in this world, but I do know, and I am also walking on this path."

Li Qingxu's eyes were like an ocean, with a faint reflection emerging, and it could be seen that flames were burning the corpses there.

This time, it took several times longer than before.

One can imagine how powerful these corpses were when they were alive!

Even so, it eventually turned into white ash all over the ground and was absorbed by the shadow of Zhurong, the ancestor witch who controls the law of fire.

"Comparable to one hundred and fifty kilograms of source!"

Li Qingxu continued walking forward and came to the two gates.

The two portals are shaped like the Yin and Yang fish in Tai Chi. The portal on the left is a black Yin fish, and the portal on the right is a white Yang fish. Both look like irregular crescent moons.

On the black Yinyu portal, there is a vigorous ancient character engraved on it. The momentum is so overwhelming that it wants to hold the person and fly out.

"die!"

This word can be said to be very ominous, like a curse, imprinted on it, with a bloody smell.

And on the white Yangyu portal, there was only one word engraved on the iron hook and silver stroke, which was: "生!"

The writing is powerful, the charm is natural, and it exudes a peaceful atmosphere, which is completely opposite to the Yinyu portal.

At this time, everything behind him was hazy and dim.

There is a life or death choice ahead, and only two ways to go forward.

"Taiji gives birth to two opposites, yin and yang arise together, yang gives birth to yin, yin gives birth to yang, yin and yang are reversed, life and death change places."

Li Qingxu chose the death gate and strode forward.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a tsunami-like sound, and a dark light came out of the Yin fish portal and rushed straight towards it, while a white light came out of the Yang fish portal and penetrated through it.

The opposition between black and white, the brilliance of life and death complement each other, the flow of yin and yang is like the raging ocean, and like thunder resounding through the nine heavens and ten earths.

When Tai Chi was first formed, life and death were in opposition, and the yin and yang energies were hazy. This collision was extremely terrifying. It could give rise to all things, or it could make the world desolate and silent.

However, the green lotus in his hand only revealed a glimmer of breath of revival, which directly caused the yin and yang energies to dissipate!
Faintly, the shadow of a supreme fairy lotus enveloped Li Qingxu.

As the door representing death was pushed open, there was no murderous intent behind it, just an empty road that extended to nowhere.

Li Qingxu's face was calm, the green lotus in his hand emitting a hazy glow, and then he took a step forward.

This seems like an ancient road that no one has walked on for tens of thousands of years. It is extremely quiet.

(End of this chapter)