Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Based on his previous reading of relevant books, he naturally remembered the records about Tianmen Cave.

Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Gate opened wide, and countless advanced cultivators ascended to heaven. However, since then, the Heavenly Gate has remained closed.

No matter how powerful the ascended beings were in their attacks, it was all in vain.

Ultimately, they could only be swallowed up by the vast calamity and vanish into nothingness.

The journey from the land to the Heavenly Gate is extremely long, requiring one to advance step by step under the immense power of the most severe heavenly tribulation.

After that, one must endure the power of the heavenly tribulation to gradually open the Heavenly Gate before ascending into it.

However, since ten thousand years ago, no one has been able to open the Heavenly Gate.

If one attacks the Heavenly Gate with all one's might but fails to open it, then one will have no further strength to survive the Heavenly Tribulation.

You can only choose between saving your life and opening the Heavenly Gate.

Before long, the old turtle had delivered Fan Zui to the other side.

"Young man, you've arrived. When you leave, just whistle and I'll come to meet you."

Before its voice had completely faded away, it had already disappeared into the surging, icy river.

Fan Zui stared at the water and fell into deep thought for a moment.

Looking across the river, through the thick fog, one could only vaguely make out the luxurious carriages on the other side, and Ju Zi, who was also constantly peering out in this direction.

But it's not clear.

He turned around and looked at the huge, palace-like manor behind him.

At first glance, if he didn't know that this place was outside the palace, he would really think that this was where the palace was located.

After seeing how luxurious it was, he realized that his carriage was nothing more than the corner of someone else's wall.

At that moment, he suddenly had an irresistible urge to pick up a shovel and dig at the base of the wall.

Even a small piece of it would be enough for someone as extravagant and wasteful as him to eat for several days.

What a waste!

If he were to live off the wealth of such a luxurious palace, he could indulge in extravagance for decades to come.

My godfather is really hopeless. How can you, as the regent, not broaden your horizons?

Why be a corrupt official? Why don't you just talk about philosophy and seize power?

They can also eat dragon meat, bathe in phoenix blood, and receive blessings from the mythical beast Qingluan.

The moment he pushed open the door to enter the palace, he was already numb to all the luxury before him.

At this moment, the Frost Dragon and the Azure Phoenix Divine Beast flew to his side and circled around him.

It seemed as if it was sizing up the boy whose facial features looked somewhat familiar.

The size of the dragon's head is beyond human imagination.

When viewed up close, the dragon's head appears to be wide enough to contain an entire city, and its height almost reaches the edge of the clouds.

The dragon's body was covered with thick scales, each scale shimmering with golden light, like a huge wall of radiance.

The dragon's head is covered with sharp, pointed teeth, resembling giant spikes, which inspire awe.

With the slightest movement of the dragon's head, the earth trembled, as if the whole world was shaking.

The dragon's eyes shone with a mysterious wisdom, as if they could see through everything. Its eyes were dazzling and sparkled with a mysterious light, radiating powerful energy fluctuations that inspired awe and reverence.

When it gets close, you can feel the biting cold of its dragon breath and the hidden icy ferocity within it, as if extreme ice is spewing out from the dragon's mouth, freezing everything in the world.

The dragon's aura brought a powerful sense of oppression, freezing the surrounding air and forming a powerful ice domain, making it difficult for the body to move even slightly.

Fan Zui stood next to the dragon head, feeling as if he had become an insignificant existence.

Taking two steps forward, what one sees and knows is truly the most luxurious palace in the cultivation world.

A breathtakingly magnificent place.

The palace was grand and magnificent, shimmering with golden light, like a huge gem set between heaven and earth.

The palace's outer walls were made of spirit stones, radiating a shimmering light of true energy, like a fairyland bathed in the glow of true essence.

The walls are inlaid with various precious gems and jade, forming magnificent patterns and designs that are dazzling and mesmerizing.

The palace gates soared into the clouds, consisting of massive doorframes inlaid with silver crowns and jewels, and exquisitely carved mythical beasts and immortals, so lifelike that they seemed about to leap out of the gates.

The door is inlaid with countless precious pearls and gems, shimmering with colorful light, like a magnificent jeweled curtain.

Upon entering the palace, one can see that its interior is decorated with unimaginable luxury.

The walls and ceiling are decorated with dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered in gold thread, shimmering with golden light.

The ground is paved with rare dragon scale stone, exuding exquisiteness and luster.

The interior design of the palace is extremely luxurious. Mysterious fairy mountains and mythical beasts are painted on the glass screens, which emit a mysterious light. The dragon pillars are inlaid with countless precious gems, which exude an intoxicating atmosphere. The brocade curtains embroidered with gold thread seem to fall from the sky, and colorful light illuminates every inch of the space.

Standing in this extremely luxurious palace, it feels like being in a fairyland, with an atmosphere of unparalleled nobility and luxury permeating every corner.

The palace's grandeur and magnificence surpassed his imagination of opulence, leaving him amazed that a palace could be so luxurious.

Chapter 86 [The Woman in the Painting]

The Frost Dragon and the Azure Phoenix watched for a while before flying away, seemingly harboring no ill will towards him, an intruder who appeared to have just arrived.

Fan Zui wandered around the enormous palace alone, feeling a mix of emotions and thoughts, unsure where to begin.

If he possessed unparalleled strength at this moment, he would surely want to claim this place for himself.

If a treasure can arouse the greed of even a cultivator, it must be extraordinary.

Inside this palace, even the decorative items that look like streetlights are actually magical artifacts.

Weapon levels are roughly divided into: ordinary weapons, magical artifacts, magical treasures, spiritual treasures, chaotic spiritual treasures, soul treasures, supreme treasures, and emperor-level divine weapons.

Each level is further divided into: beginner, intermediate, and advanced.

Now, the Ice Flame Spear in his hand, which was tempered in a great fire in the City of Daughters and restored to its original state from fragments, is a mid-grade spiritual treasure.

The house and villa where he lived in Yangzhou was a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, named Xiao Qianye.

It was the signature weapon of Zhan Wuxiang, the previous emperor of the Northern Barbarian Empire.

However, for some reason, he ended up in the Fan family mansion, and after living there for so many years, he knew nothing about it.

However, now that he has left Yangzhou for the capital, the villa is nowhere to be found.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the Chaos Treasure has an owner, but that owner is not him.

However, they allowed him to live there for free for over ten years, secretly protecting him and shielding him from countless assassination attempts and attacks from heavenly tribulations.

He felt surrounded by many mysteries, leaving him confused and unable to see the truth.

However, he knew very well that when he saw his now all-powerful godfather again, he would probably understand many of the questions that had puzzled him before.

What was the purpose of bringing him to this extremely luxurious palace this time?

Is it just to let him see it and be envious, that's all?

After wandering around for a while, he returned the way he came, intending to leave the place as soon as possible.

There appears to be no sign of anyone living here.

However, it was cleaned very thoroughly and tidy.

Clearly, someone regularly comes to clean this place little by little; kind people are taking good care of it.

He had been wandering around for about half an hour, but had not even covered a tenth of the palace, and could not help but shake his head and sigh.

They found a direction to return, but suddenly arrived at the location of a side hall.

There were no treasures or decorations inside, only murals covering the walls.

The painting depicts the same person from infancy to his rise to power across the continent.

The woman in the painting wields two swords, making her invincible and inspiring awe.

The scrolls on the wall seemed to tell the story of her experiences at different times and in different places.

One of the pages also depicts her battle against the Frost Dragon.

In the end, the Frost Dragon was no match for her and agreed to become her mount, traveling the world together.

It seems that every detail of this woman's legendary life can be found here.

The scroll itself was nothing special, but the paper looked quite extraordinary.

Each scroll appears to be crafted using techniques of the highest level, resembling a magical artifact.

Moreover, these paintings, in terms of both brushwork and drawing habits, seem to be the work of the same person.

Moreover, it contains a lingering, unforgettable affection for the past.

For some reason, he seemed to see an old man with white hair drawing stroke by stroke in the dim light, pouring out his longing and nostalgia for the past, dipping his eyes in tears, and completing each painting here little by little.

Inside the main hall, he remained silent, filled with sorrow.

He didn't know how much time had passed or how long he had been engrossed in it, but when he finally woke up and came to his senses, he found himself in tears.