I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

Mysterious runes surround the palace, their flashing light creating tiny whirlpools in the seawater that resonate with the palace's own energy, creating an atmosphere that is both sacred and awe-inspiring.

Looking at the crystal-carved palace before her, Zhu Zhuqing's expression was one of utter astonishment.

She originally thought that even the temples of powerful figures in the Divine Alliance would be nothing more than ordinary palaces, but she never expected that the palace of the Gale God King would be so luxurious.

Each of these crystals would be worth a fortune if left out in the outside world!
Perhaps because of the Crystal Palace, a special azure barrier enveloped the palace here, preventing seawater from entering and forming a separate little world.

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked at the palace in front of him, and then protected Zhu Zhuqing behind him.

After all, no one knows if there will be any danger ahead, and besides, he doesn't know the personality of the Gale God King.

If someone has a cruel personality, they might easily resort to violence against them.

Lin Yuan instructed, "Zhu Qing, if danger arises, remember one thing: run as far as you can. I have left you with energy that will ensure you can move freely in the ocean."

"Teacher...I..."

"obedient."

Lin Yuan glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then stepped over and stared at the giant crystal palace gate, which was at least a hundred meters high. He then noticed that there were three grooves in the very center of the crystal palace gate.

If I'm not mistaken, these three grooves should correspond to the Scepter of Destruction, the Blood Essence of the God-King, and the Asura Divine Sword.

Lin Yuan's fingers moved rapidly, and at the same time, the three items appeared in the air and were directly embedded into the groove under his control.

As soon as the three artifacts were inserted into the grooves, the entire crystal palace trembled violently, and the azure barrier suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

Runes moved across the palace surface like living things, converging into howling wind blades that drew eerie arcs in the seawater.

An ancient and heavy hum came from the depths of the palace, as if a god who had been sleeping for eternity had been suddenly awakened.

Alarm bells rang in Lin Yuan's mind. He shoved Zhu Zhuqing backward, and golden light surged around him as Asura Divine Power condensed into a shield on his body.

Just then, the gate burst open, and a hurricane carrying ancient pressure roared out, compressing the seawater into sharp ice cones that floated in mid-air.

Deep inside the palace, a blurry figure slowly walked through the shattered light and shadow, and wherever it passed, the space twisted and deformed as if torn apart by a gale.

Lin Yuan gripped the Asura Divine Sword tightly, feeling the intense resonance emanating from its blade.

As the light and shadow gradually faded, the entire crystal palace resembled a lit-up star, with every inch of crystal shimmering with a glassy luster.

The grooves that were originally inlaid with divine artifacts have now transformed into three gates of light. Crimson destructive power, golden divine blood essence, and silver Asura sword energy intertwine, projecting a phantom of a vast starry sky onto the dome.

Ancient wind totems emerged from the ground, runes flowing along the lines to form dynamic images, seemingly telling the story of the Wind God King's conquest of the three realms.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened, and her fingertips trembled slightly involuntarily.

The scene before her eyes was far beyond her understanding of the divine realm.

The entire palace seemed to come alive, with the crystals on the walls refracting countless layers of space, sometimes revealing howling wind dragons, and sometimes condensing into a suspended array of wind swords.

The seawater churned wildly outside the barrier, but was blocked by an invisible force, which only made the palace appear even more sacred and inviolable. Zhu Zhuqing staggered back half a step, muttering, "This...this isn't a palace, it's clearly a living divine kingdom."

Lin Yuan was not surprised. He took Zhu Zhuqing's soft, boneless hand and walked towards the distance.

The crystal palace before them was enormous; even spiritual power could not explore it. Moreover, each pillar was carved with a different mythical beast, as if it might come to life at any moment.

After an unknown amount of time, the master and disciple soon arrived at the innermost part of the palace, where a skeleton sat on the throne.

The skeleton was draped in a tattered blue divine robe. Despite the erosion of time, dark patterns could still be seen flowing across the fabric, as if countless gusts of wind were passing through it.

The throne is carved from a single piece of azure crystal, with an ancient wind god with outstretched wings carved on the back. The stardust inlaid between its wings slowly glows as the master and disciple approach.

The skeleton made a fist with its right hand, and a faint wind blade floated in its palm. Even though it was just a residual energy image in the void, it made Lin Yuan feel a sense of oppression that made his hair stand on end.

"This is...the remains of the Gale God King?"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled as she stared intently at the pale blue rhombus-shaped divine mark on the skeleton's forehead. The mark was pulsating slightly, as if it still showed signs of life.

Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted. A broken scepter was stuck in the chest of the skeleton, and the wind element runes wrapped around the scepter were exactly the same as the mysterious patterns around the palace.

Just then, the starry illusion on the palace dome suddenly twisted, and countless stars transformed into tiny wind blades, converging towards the skeleton.

A ghostly blue light shone from the empty eye sockets of the skeleton, and a voice sealed for eternity, carrying immense pressure, exploded with a deafening roar.

"Who dares to trespass into the divine realm and steal my legacy!"

Before the words were even finished, the runes throughout the entire palace simultaneously erupted with a dazzling blue light, and the seawater outside the barrier surged into a thousand-meter-high wave, churning the seabed in a chaotic upheaval.

Lin Yuan suddenly shielded Zhu Zhuqing behind him, and the Asura Divine Sword burst forth with a golden light, forcefully cleaving through the oncoming wind blade storm.

"Senior, you misunderstood!"

Lin Yuan channeled his divine power, his voice piercing through the howling wind, "This junior has inherited the position of the Asura God. I have come here to allow my disciple Zhu Zhuqing to receive the inheritance of the Gale God King and revitalize the God Realm!"

The skeleton slowly raised its arm, and the broken scepter was pulled from its chest. It floated in the air and instantly reformed. The blue vortex that condensed at the head of the scepter shredded the surrounding space into fragments.

"God Shura?"

The skeleton let out a cold laugh and said indifferently, "Ten thousand years ago, the battle between Asura and Gale destroyed my divine kingdom. Now you actually bring your descendants to steal the inheritance?"

As their rage intensified, the crystal on the palace walls began to crack, and the phantom of the wind dragon became ferocious and terrifying, lunging towards the master and disciple.

Even Lin Yuan frowned slightly as he looked at the skeleton before him.

According to what the God of Asura once said, the Gale God King in front of us should have perished in the spacetime turbulence. Why would he say that the God of Asura did it?

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly broke free from Lin Yuan's protection, stepped forward, and shouted, "Senior! Although I do not have the bloodline of the Asura God, my martial soul, the Netherworld Cat, possesses extreme agility and attack power, and its compatibility with the Gale God King's wind element is as high as 90%!"

(End of this chapter)