Chapter 22 A Palm Print

Qi Zhe was in the pitch-black pool of darkness, with a chilling aura surging towards him from all directions, but it was all blocked by the divine halo.

Although these divine rings are illusory, they are quite dazzling in the waters of the Dark Pool, their light even illuminating the dark waters.

Duan De looked quite surprised upon seeing this, and said with some astonishment, "I have heard that once the Yao Guang Holy Light Technique is mastered, one will be surrounded by 108 divine rings, and no one of the same level can break through it."

"It seems you have now entered the inner sanctum, taken another step closer to the top, and are now virtually invincible."

Even Duan De felt that the divine arts inherited by the Yao Guang Holy Land were infinitely mysterious. No wonder the Yao Guang Holy Land could stand for hundreds of thousands of years with this, it really has its unique features.

Qi Zhe, who was underwater, didn't think much of what was said and simply said, "This is not the time to talk about these things. Let's not waste time."

After speaking, Qi Zhe continued to descend, his divine aura shining even brighter underwater, as if trying to block out all the endless cold air.

“The Holy Land of Yao Guang.” Duan De looked at Qi Zhe’s figure as he descended into the pool, a thoughtful expression on his face. But after a moment, he stopped thinking about it and began to continue diving.

"crash"

At the bottom of the deep pool, the sound of flowing water echoed in their ears. Qi Zhe had now descended more than two thousand feet.

At this moment, even the Holy Light spell could not protect him. If it weren't for the precious mirror constantly emitting divine light in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing mysterious Dao patterns to appear around him, this depths of the Nether Pool would never have been a place he could have set foot in.

"Luckily we had this precious mirror, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to dive to this depth!"

Qi Zhe now felt that this precious mirror was indeed made by the hands of a sage, and was definitely a rare divine object, which gave him more confidence.

Duan De, watching from afar, saw the mysterious Dao patterns appearing around Qi Zhe's body and suddenly realized that the other party must possess a great treasure, and one that was extremely extraordinary.

"Damn it, this kid isn't telling the truth. How could someone with such a treasure be just an ordinary disciple of Yao Guang? There's definitely something fishy going on!" Duan De's gaze was inquisitive, as if he wanted to see through Qi Zhe.

But all of this was in vain. Qi Zhe ignored Duan De's gaze and continued to dive into the pool, even saying, "Instead of paying attention to me, you should see how deep this pool is!"

Now the two have ventured more than two thousand feet into the Nether Pool. The surrounding environment is extremely harsh, and the endless cold air is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators, enough to take a person's life in an instant.

But this was not the limit of the Nether Pool. The two were still a long way from the bottom of the pool, and even this short distance was enough to stop most cultivators in the world.

The scene before him was shocking, and even Duan De felt a chill run down his spine. He sighed, "I didn't make it here last time. I thought I could finally hit rock bottom this time, but it seems I still can't!"

Both of them felt somewhat heavy-hearted, but after thinking for a moment, Qi Zhe was unwilling to give up and still wanted to try again.

"I can't hold on any longer, but this is just a try!" Qi Zhe whispered as he continued to descend into the depths of the Nether Pool, reaching another several hundred feet in this one, where the surrounding chill and darkness intensified.

The darkness seemed boundless, and even the faint golden light emitted by Qi Zhe couldn't penetrate very far. However, he made a discovery at this moment.

“Nether Pool.” Qi Zhe stared at the dark stone wall at the bottom of the pool, where a dark and damaged stone tablet was stuck diagonally, with the two characters “Nether Pool” engraved in the style of silver hooks and iron strokes.

Duan De was not surprised to see this. He stared at the stone tablet and said, "I wonder if we are close to the Demon Emperor's Yin Tomb. If we go any deeper, we may be in danger of losing our lives." The deep pool water was chilling, and the endless cold was constantly eroding the two of them, as if even their souls were about to be frozen. If the two of them did not have their own methods, they would have already been unable to hold on by now.

Qi Zhe naturally knew this, but he knew that since he had seen the Nether Pool Stele, he was not far from the Demon Emperor's Tomb, and now was the time when he could not give up.

"The Demon Emperor's Tomb is almost here." Qi Zhe murmured, his figure already rushing out to probe into the Demon Emperor's Tomb.

Upon hearing Qi Zhe's words, Duan De's eyes widened suddenly. Although he was surprised that Qi Zhe knew so much about this place, he had no time to worry about it and could only shout, "Damn it, are you trying to shake off Dao Ye?!"

He was worried that Qi Zhe would enter the Demon Emperor's Tomb alone, so he caught up with him and started nagging at Qi Zhe.

At this point, the two were already very close to the bottom of the pool. After diving less than a hundred feet, they landed on a plaza full of silt and saw a pair of stone gates over ten feet high.

This is a vast underground space where everything is submerged. The silt on the ground is several meters deep, and there are floating ancient corpses and skeletons all around.

Behind the stone gate was a sprawling palace that exuded an astonishing chill. At this moment, it occupied the underwater plaza, reaching a height of over a hundred feet, making it a magnificent architectural complex.

Duan De was incredibly excited upon seeing this. He exclaimed as he looked at the tall and magnificent black palace, "This is the true mausoleum of the Demon Emperor! It is far more magnificent than Yangfen!"

The Demon Emperor's Tomb in the crater was merely a palace, which, while astonishing, paled in comparison to the sprawling palace complex before him. Duan De could guess the Demon Emperor's intentions at a glance.

Although Qi Zhe was excited at this moment, he was extremely solemn as he gazed at the Demon Emperor's Yin Tomb. This was because the continuous palace was covered with countless Dao patterns, and the flowing aura was extremely astonishing, something he had never seen in Yao Guang Divine City.

“Such Dao patterns are beyond human comprehension; without an entrance, we absolutely cannot enter!” Qi Zhe said to Duan De. If Duan De could not find the entrance to the Yin Tomb, the two of them would definitely not be able to enter.

Upon hearing this, Duan De glanced at the Dao patterns on the palace and couldn't help but whisper, "These Dao patterns were personally carved by the Demon Emperor and have survived for tens of thousands of years. I'm afraid that even the slightest touch could be fatal!"

These Dao patterns are now densely distributed in every corner of the palace. Even if they do not form an amazing imperial array, they are not something ordinary people can touch. Even Duan De finds them quite troublesome.

“You’re unreliable too.” Qi Zhe looked at Duan De, who was frowning and scratching his head, and knew that this guy was probably unreliable. He was already preparing to investigate him himself.

In the dark underwater space, Qi Zhe avoided the corpses and began to circle around the palace.

"Why do I feel that these ancient corpses are not the work of the Demon Emperor?" Qi Zhe looked at the corpses constantly swimming in the water and began to doubt whether they were the Demon Emperor's arrangement.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the invincible Azure Emperor attained the Dao and became Emperor. As arrogant as he was, he wanted to create a celestial realm in the mortal world. Ten thousand years ago, he faked his death and hid in a desolate tower. Few people in the world know what he did.

Given his talent and arrogance, there was really no need for him to leave behind ancient corpses that were not even sages to guard his tomb. Moreover, the place was covered with imperial markings, so leaving corpses to guard the tomb was simply redundant.

As Qi Zhe was pondering, he suddenly noticed something unusual about the palace not far away, where an endless chilling aura was emanating.

As Qi Zhe slowly approached, he discovered that the palace walls had spiderweb-like cracks, the Demon Emperor's Dao patterns had been broken, and a palm print was clearly left on the shattered wall.

"Who left this? It actually shattered the Demon Emperor's Dao patterns!!!"

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(End of this chapter)

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