Supreme Divine Book

"Is this the exit you were talking about?"    

The geniuses from the various big sects of Tian Luo Prefecture all revealed looks of surprise as they looked at the magnificent palace in front of them. From the very beginning, they had entered the independent space, then followed Han Chen to the dead city, and finally to the great hall.    

Everyone had once encountered the Corpse Ghost Army that Han Chen had mentioned.    

The evil army formed by living corpses and spirit bodies had tens of thousands of soldiers densely packed around the main hall, just like the ghost army of the underworld.    

He had originally thought that a fierce battle was unavoidable.    

But who would have thought that after seeing Han Chen, the Corpse Evils would all kneel down in submission as if they had seen a sovereign? They were extremely obedient and did not reveal the slightest bit of viciousness.    

That scene was completely different from what everyone had imagined, and also completely different from what Han Chen had expected.    

"It must be because I have the primordial spirit of the Sky Demon in my body!"    

Han Chen frowned slightly as he pondered in his heart. Those Corpse Monsters had been persecuted by the Sky Demons and had become slaves of the dead city.    

But now, Han Chen's primordial spirit and the Sky Demon's primordial spirit had merged into one and was gradually devouring the other. As a result, the ghost army that submitted to the Sky Demons were equally afraid of Han Chen.    

Everyone's minds were filled with confusion. The geniuses from the various sects were cautiously looking back and forth in the hall.    

And Yang Dingjie, Zi Ling, Sima Jingtao, Yin Shangdong, Lei Mingtian, Ye Weini, and the others, were watching the silent Han Chen with complicated expressions.    

At this moment, almost no one present was able to see through him. This seemingly young man had countless hidden secrets on him.    

Yan Wu frowned, her beautiful eyes looked around, muttering to herself, "How strange, why is there the Qi of the Sky Demon here, could it be?"    

Yan Wu walked over to Han Chen's side and was about to ask.    

But just at this time, Five Poisons Gate who could not wait any longer spoke out first, "Where is the exit?"    

Han Chen raised his handsome eyebrows, turned around and replied indifferently: "Are you afraid that I will harm you guys?"    

"I just want to make sure we can get out."    

"Don't worry, everyone can leave." There was even a hint of disdain in Han Chen's tone.    

Lei Mingtian could naturally hear the sarcasm in the other party's voice, and his expression became much uglier. However, he clearly understood that with Han Chen's strength, killing him wouldn't be difficult at all.    

At most, Lei Mingtian would only try his best to talk back, he would absolutely not dare to fight against Han Chen.    

After saying that, Han Chen turned and walked toward a stone stage in the center of the hall. It was a square stone platform that protruded from the ground. On top of the stone platform, there was the imprint of an adult's palm.    

Han Chen stepped forward, raised his right hand, and welcomed the palm print on the stage.    

When the palm and the hand seal merged, the martial spirit energy in Han Chen's body started to circulate uncontrollably. It was as if he was attracted by some strange power and became restless.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

What was making Han Chen restless was not only the martial force in his body, but the air in the entire hall. In a split-second, the golden light on the stone platform exploded into resplendent sun-like brilliance.    

The surrounding people could not help but feel a slight stabbing pain in their pupils as they all squinted their eyes.    

However, this dazzling radiance did not last long. In just a moment, the dazzling brilliance became much softer. However, the space within the large hall became increasingly restless.    

"Boom!"    

Suddenly, a thunder-like loud sound exploded within the hall. A golden pillar of light shot into the sky from the stone platform and rushed into the sky above the palace.    

The golden pillar of light was like a passageway formed by a teleportation formation. It was dazzling and magnificent, as though it was a road that could pierce through the heavens.    

This was the way out?    

Everyone's eyes lit up as they looked over with rapt attention. They saw a mirage scene in the space above the golden pillar of light.    

What appeared on the screen was a towering, wide and grand palace. The palace had the aura of nine or five Ancestors, and the square stage on all four sides was shaped like a staircase.    

The palace stood in the center, it was incomparably grand, within the luxury revealed a kind of ancient simplicity.    

"What's that?"    

Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces. Only Han Chen and Xue Xi knew that this was the scene being transmitted from outside.    

"It seems like the power of the restriction has disappeared!" Han Chen muttered to himself.    

"Then we can leave." Xue Xi said.    

"En!"    

Moments later, the geniuses from the various sects in Tian Luo Prefecture came out from the dice world.    

Looking at this strange world, everyone present could not help but feel a sense of relief after surviving a disaster. However, many doubts arose in his heart.    

Clearly, everyone had already left the plaza. At this moment, what appeared before everyone's eyes was the scene they had just seen in the dice world.    

The square for four Dao Pillars rose up in steps. In the central area, an incomparably grand and imposing great hall stood before everyone. The extravagance of the palace revealed the simplicity of the baptism of time. Even from a distance, that kind of ancient desolation still filled one's heart.    

"Where are we?" The Heaven Chosen of the Puppet Faction, Sima Jingtao asked.    

"According to the previous situation, we should have fallen into the chaotic sea in the abyss along with that independent space."    

The one who replied was the Heaven's Pride of the Ziyang Palace, Zi Ling. Actually, she wasn't the only one who had such thoughts. Everyone else basically thought so.    

Along with the dice world, they fell into the chaotic sea in the abyss.    

Thinking of this, everyone unconsciously looked up to the sky. The dark sky was covered by dark clouds, and the palace was extremely large. Even with everyone's line of sight, it was difficult to see the end of the palace.    

"This doesn't look like the bottom of the abyss!"    

"Looks like we've arrived at another place."    

The faces of the geniuses unconsciously revealed a grave expression.    

The Demonic Palace was truly filled with dangers, there were too many unknown factors. Even if he was slightly careless, he wouldn't even know how he died. Most likely, the final answer would be in the enormous palace in front of them.    

"Han Chen, you saved me once again."    

Nangong Xin walked to Han Chen's side and said with a shallow smile.    

After hearing Nangong Xin's reminder, everyone started to react. It was as if they still could not express their thanks to Han Chen.    

Before waiting for others to speak, Han Chen took the lead and said, "It's nothing, there's no need to continue with the formalities, let's go!"    

Nangong Xin could not help but be startled, and thought to himself, "What a strange person."    

In Han Chen's eyes, gratitude and ungratitude were actually the same. Everyone's purpose for coming here was very clear, and when they face the inheritance of the Evil Saint, no matter how much gratitude they owe, it would all be in vain.    

So what if it was a short period of harmony?    

Once it touched on their own interests, a fight was inevitable.    

When Seven Profound Peaks, Ziyang Palace, Puppet Faction, Heavenly Array Sect and the Sword Sect walked towards the giant hall, they subconsciously split into different factions.    

After Jian Yifei was killed by Han Chen, the sword faction's team kept a low profile. Moreover, they were not ordinary low-profile people. If they hadn't deliberately tried to distinguish between each other, the crowd would have almost ignored their existence.    

Ye Weini and Ye Xiaoke, the two separated geniuses from the Xuanyuan Sect's team, were walking together with the Seven Profound Peaks.    

Each of the large sects and sects had their own ulterior motives, as they hoped that the Evil Saint's inheritance would fall on their heads. However, there were too many monks and it was unknown what would happen next.    

After a while, everyone had arrived at the entrance of the hall.    

Was it a problem whether or not there were any restrictions here? Who would be willing to try their luck?    

Han Chen lifted his eyelids slightly, his gaze turned left and right for a moment, then took the lead to walk forward, and stepped onto the doorstep of the hall. Everyone was alarmed, when Han Chen landed on the ground, many of them wanted to retreat.    

However, the thing that everyone was worried about did not happen. Han Chen was still standing at his original position, and there was no energy fluctuation in the air.    

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Everything that had happened was too dangerous, so much so that most people were suspicious.    

Han Chen did not stop and walked steadily into the palace.    

The geniuses from the various sects behind him hurriedly followed, afraid that they would miss out on something if they were late. However, they did not rush to the front. Each and every one of them were more cautious.    

Once they entered the main hall, everyone's eyes immediately lit up.    

As they watched from the outside, they wondered what kind of luxurious scene it would be inside. However, after walking in, they realized that they had underestimated the glory of the great hall.    

The size of the great hall was extremely large, and could almost accommodate over a hundred thousand people.    

The palace pillars supporting the beams shone with a golden light as they were carved with dragons and phoenixes. They depicted incomparably beautiful and exquisite patterns. There was a garden fountain in the center of the palace.    

Even after a thousand years, the water in the fountain still had not dried up. It was emitting dense white gas like the spring water in an immortal island. In the garden, flowers bloomed in a myriad of colors, as if rainbows were gathering.    

"Wah!" It's so beautiful! "    

"So beautiful!"    

Two exclamations of surprise subconsciously came out from Ye Xiaoke's and Ming Ruo's mouth. The two women's gazes were fixated on the flowers in the garden, their beautiful faces had looks of pleasant surprise.    

Almost everyone who came here was for the inheritance of the Evil Saint.    

There were only two people that were not interested in the Evil Saint's inheritance, Ming Ruo and Ye Xiaoke.    

Ming Ruo purely wanted to be with Han Chen, she didn't even have any concept of the Evil Saint's inheritance. As for Ye Xiaoke, she was as pure as water, as clean as a piece of white paper. She also did not have any intention to fight over the inheritance of the Evil Saint.    

When the two girls were attracted by the beautiful garden, the others had already begun to search for the treasure left behind by the Evil Saint.    

At the back of the garden, there was a sculpture.    

At this moment, the gazes of the majority of the people were fixed on the sculpture. The sculpture wasn't very tall, only around ten meters or so in height. Furthermore, it didn't even cover the stone platform.    

It was a statue of a man, and one could vaguely tell that his' appearance 'was around twenty-five years old. His facial features were not particularly handsome, but between his brows was the domineering aura of a king who controlled the entire world.    

"It's really him!" Yan Wu couldn't help but blurt out.