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Chapter 316 The Immortals of the Immortal Palace? Just a remnant of the dead!

"The Fire State?"

Qi Daolin heard the news that Guiyuan had told him.

His body and mind were shaken, and he could not even maintain his breath. The aura of the Self-Severing Realm spread out, and the surrounding void rumbled.

The Three Generations Coffin is now located on a large plain in Huozhou, but Guiyuan really doesn't know which plain it is.

"A great rift valley in a fiery land."

Gui Yuan nodded, while Qi Daolin frowned and muttered to himself, "Then I should know where it is. If there is a great rift valley that exists without any major sect occupying it, there is only one place."

"Let's go then!"

Guiyuan nodded. Indeed, it was more convenient to find a local expert; otherwise, it would take him much longer to find one.

That's all.

Qi Daolin took a deep breath. He hadn't expected so many things to happen in a single day, not only allowing him to be recognized as a member of the clan but also enabling him, as a nominal disciple, to re-enter the Supreme Hall.

It also gave him the opportunity to find the bronze coffin of his master's three lifetimes.

"What about here?"

Qi Daolin naturally wanted to find the Three-Life Coffin, but having just found his sect, it couldn't be that the sect was located here.

"Let's go! It will catch up."

Guiyuan allowed Baxia to reveal a trace of his aura. With Baxia's cultivation at the peak of the Supreme Realm, if he wanted to hide it, only the remnant immortals of a few major forces in the Upper Realm could detect it.

"this……"

At this moment, Qi Daolin saw the Baxia hidden underground. Even the mountain range where the Supreme Hall was located looked like a small mound of earth on the back of this Baxia.

Only then did he realize that his sect was actually built upon such a colossal entity.

"This is Baxia, who can be considered the founder of your sect. Its master should be the founder of your Supreme Hall, or the spirit beast of his disciple."

Baxia possesses the purest dragon bloodline!

"Dragon bloodline?"

Qi Daolin swallowed hard. That was a legendary being capable of reaching the level of a True Immortal, or even an Immortal King, possessing its purest bloodline...

"Is this an immortal?"

"Not yet. It will take some time before it can become an immortal. However, it has already reached the peak of the Supreme Realm. Previously, its spiritual consciousness was sealed."

Unable to cultivate, I've now released them; consider them my mounts.

Qi Daolin immediately knelt down and said, "Senior saved my sect from dire straits. Please accept my gratitude. I will obey your every command, even at the cost of my life!"

Qi Daolin is now certain that Guiyuan is an existence whose origins he cannot even imagine.

He didn't even need to think about it; he knew that Baxia must have been sealed away by their Supreme Hall's ancestor.

It was so that even if something like what happened to their master occurred, the sect could still survive.

Even if the successor of the Supreme Realm is wiped out, the existence of a Supreme Realm expert will still support the mountain gate.

As long as someone finds the Baxia Ancestor and gains the sect's recognition, the sect's legacy will not perish.

However, the seal established by their own ancestor was also broken by Senior Guiyuan.

"I don't need to be willing to die a thousand deaths. I just need to find the Three-Life Coffin!"

"good!"

……

The two began traversing the void, while Baxia followed closely beneath the earth. Suddenly, Guiyuan paused in the void and said calmly, "Someone's coming. It seems there are people from the Celestial Palace among the Celestial Academy."

Gui Yuan was not surprised; he knew that his actions would attract the attention of the Immortal Palace.

But he wasn't afraid.

The Immortal Palace's trump card is nothing more than that crippled immortal.

Is the Remnant Immortal really that powerful?

The enemy of Huang in the early stages was portrayed as very powerful, but to be honest, he was just so-so. It's just that that guy was incredibly audacious.

He claimed that he had once ambushed and killed Kunpeng.

Kunpeng is a Celestial King.

Calling it an ambush would be self-aggrandizement.

At most, he only managed to launch a sneak attack on Kunpeng after the great battle between the Immortal Kings, by which time Kunpeng's strength had been reduced to almost nothing.

Fang was ambushed by them, but even so, he was beaten half to death by Kunpeng.

Having survived by barely surviving, they established the so-called Bronze Immortal Palace in the Three Thousand Provinces, a place where "when the tiger is away, the monkey reigns supreme."

People like Er Mazi and Liu Shen simply don't care about this Immortal Palace.

They had bigger plans of their own, so they didn't deal with him.

It appears that the Immortal Palace suppresses countless forces across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but that's only because powerful figures like Liu Shen are too lazy to bother with it.

Qi Daolin's eyes narrowed instantly, and he roared, "Who dares to ambush us!"

"Qi Daolin."

At this moment, the entire sky was enveloped by rings of bronze light, blotting out the sun and sealing off the surrounding void.

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A figure appeared, a middle-aged man whose body was covered with various terrifying Dao symbols, coldly looking at Qi Daolin and Guiyuan.

"Qi Daolin, you have escaped from the hands of my Bronze Immortal Palace experts several times in the past. Let's see where you can escape to this time."

And you, are you the one who received the inheritance of the Supreme Hall?

One figure after another appeared, the weakest of whom was at the Heavenly God Realm, and there were even those at the Self-Slaying Realm. These people surrounded Qi Daolin and Guiyuan, and their power raged in all directions.

They sealed off the surrounding void to prevent Qi Daolin and Gui Yuan from escaping.

The middle-aged powerhouse looked down at Qi Daolin and Guiyuan, his eyes filled with indifference.

The Bronze Immortal Palace and the Supreme Palace were both powerful forces in ancient times.

They have been mortal enemies since ancient times, the kind that are irreconcilable.

To this day, the power of the Supreme Hall has long been severed, and only the Bronze Immortal Palace has survived to this day.

However, the Bronze lineage is still extremely wary of the ancient heritage of the Supreme Hall, and they are constantly trying to find it and eradicate it completely.

Qi Daolin's master was killed in the same way before.

Therefore, after discovering traces of the remnants of the Supreme Hall, these powerful individuals took swift and decisive action.

"Senior, I'll take care of them!" Qi Daolin looked at the middle-aged man with a solemn expression, but he was not afraid of the rest.

His invincibility at the level of "Slaying Myself" is no joke.

But only this middle-aged man was at the Quasi-Supreme Realm.

It's tricky.

"If you can hand over the inheritance of the Supreme Hall, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, and admit that the Supreme Hall is inferior to our Immortal Palace."

I grant you the right to be my servant for ten thousand years.

The middle-aged powerhouse sneered, a mysterious bronze light flowing around him, radiating an incomparably powerful energy aura.

"Baxia".

Guiyuan disliked any tricks like pretending to be weak to take advantage of others; he said calmly that it was best to resolve things as quickly as possible.

The next moment, the middle-aged powerhouse from the Bronze Immortal Palace froze on the spot.

In his perception, endless pressure filled the entire world, and the vast essence was like a world in itself. His Dao Seed trembled, and his Great Dao shook.

His gaze was drawn to a colossal tortoise, vast and boundless, resembling an entire continent, its massive head adorned with eyes as bright as the sun and moon.

The eerie blue light emanating from the Bronze Immortal Palace was completely extinguished by this giant tortoise, like a candle being extinguished by a strong wind.

It perished.

The middle-aged powerhouse swallowed hard. "Is this a Supreme Being?"

He had only ever felt such terrifying pressure from the cult leader, and even felt that it was more terrifying than the cult leader.

(End of this chapter)