Chapter 138 Before the Palace
In the dim hall, figures shuttled back and forth like lightning, and the sound of air exploding came one after another.
The thick spiritual energy surged wildly with terrifying force.
More than a dozen figures were galloping through the stone forest, with Wang Feng's roar and the resentment of the Flame Sword Sect's disciples behind them, but all of this was forgotten.
The four members of Liuyun Sword Sect led the way, and Shangguan Jiannan and others followed closely behind. There was hidden tension between the two teams.
In terms of numbers, the four members of the Liuyun Sword Sect and the seven members of the Tianjian Sect were far less than the number of the Lieyan Sword Sect, leaving Wang Feng helpless.
The Liuyun Sword Sect might be able to fight in a one-on-one battle, but with the participation of the Tianjian Sect, the situation would be reversed.
Wang Feng's eyes were deep as he locked onto the backs of Shangguan Jiannan and the others, his anger barely contained.
Driven by his rage, the disciples of the Fiery Sword Sect rushed out one after another, their spiritual energy surging.
Nangong Yue led the Liuyun Sword Sect to charge ahead, Shangguan Jiannan led the Tianjian Sect disciples to follow closely. Chu Qingxuan asked puzzledly while running: "Junior Brother Lin, what happened?" Shangguan Jiannan smiled bitterly. The inheritance had already been given to Nangong Yue, so he could only follow.
He already had some grudge against the Fiery Sword Sect.
"The heritage has been lost, there is no point in keeping it."
He looked at Nangong Yue's back, feeling puzzled.
Although there is a gap in the number of people on both sides, with Nangong Yue here, a head-on fight is not hopeless.
Why choose to escape? Thinking of this, Shangguan Jiannan felt even more aggrieved.
If they join forces with Liuyun Sword Sect, their strength will definitely surpass that of Lieyan Sword Sect.
He quickened his pace, feeling unwilling.
Shangguan Jiannan approached quickly, and the other three people from Liuyun Sword Sect looked embarrassed. They were alert but still stepped aside to make way.
He said hurriedly: "If we join forces, we have nothing to fear from the Fiery Sword Sect!" His eyes swept over the people behind him with a chilling look.
Nangong Yue turned her head and looked at him deeply, without slowing down her pace, and said calmly: "Can you deal with Wang Feng?" Shangguan Jiannan wanted to answer, but when the word "Wang Feng" came out of his mouth, his throat tightened and he was speechless.
Glancing sideways, he saw Nangong Yue's face was pale and his steps were staggering. It was obvious that his old injuries had not healed and he was extremely weak.
Shangguan Jiannan suddenly realized that without Nangong Yue to restrain Wang Feng, their chances of winning were slim.
His face suddenly changed and he ran faster and faster. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, dozens of figures shuttled through the mountains and forests.
Suddenly, there was a roar from deep in the forest, shaking the ancient trees and causing smoke and dust to rise.
Several figures emerged from the smoke and landed heavily in the woods. Amid the flying dust, Shangguan Jiannan paused for a moment, then endured the discomfort and galloped away again.
The wind whistled in the forest, his figure was as fast as lightning, and his aura was majestic.
Behind him, figures kept chasing out of the cave, accompanied by deafening explosions.
"Hurry up!" "We're finally out of trouble!" Cries and gasps were mixed as everyone fled in panic.
Everyone from the Tianjian Sect rushed out, and Nangong Yue and the other four had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.
The Fiery Sword Sect was filled with rage, and people swarmed out. The sky seemed to be dyed a colorful cloud by the dense crowd of people.
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of dense landing sounds, and figures touched the ground one after another, with continuous explosions.
Shangguan Jiannan's figure went down the mountain extremely fast. The ancient trees on both sides retreated rapidly. His speed reached an unprecedented height.
This place was no longer the path he took to go up the mountain. He stopped suddenly, and was shocked by everything he saw.
Before our eyes is a vast square paved with huge stones, winding out from the depths of the mountain and extending to the hazy sky in the distance.
This square is vast and as deep as the sea. Even if you stand on the top of a mountain, it is difficult to see its entire picture.
In the distance, a black shadow can be vaguely seen, with colorful clouds swirling above it, the aurora and sunset glow interweaving, and the light flowing, colorful.
There is a surge of light in the depths, like waves rolling among the clouds, quiet and silent.
In front, among the colorful light, the black spot stood out, as if it gathered the essence of heaven and earth.
In the square, tiny black shadows shuttled back and forth quickly, and from a distance, they moved as slowly as ants.
Shangguan Jiannan's breathing became heavier, and he paused, thinking to himself, "That black spot must be the Lingtai Palace."
They were far away and his vision was blurry, so he could only make a guess.
The place where the colorful clouds and rays of light gather must be a treasure land where spiritual energy gathers.
On the Stone Square, people were rushing past in a constant stream, and from a distance they looked like black ants.
This spectacular sight made everyone on the mountain look horrified. No matter if they were from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, the Sky Sword Sect or the Lieyan Sword Sect, they were all stunned and shocked.
Shock was evident on everyone's faces; even though they were revisiting the old place, the sight was still breathtaking.
That is the unique Lingtai Palace in the underworld, which is extremely well preserved.
In the hall, the colorful lights and the colorful clouds in the sky complement each other, which is a breathtaking beauty.
"Huff!" Shangguan Jiannan was also deeply shocked. Watching from a distance, his breathing became heavier.
Although the details are blurry from a distance, the vast expanse of the boulder floor is enough to make your heart surge.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar behind them, and a towering tree was knocked down by the fierce attack. The sound shook the whole area, and the crisis was approaching everyone.
"Run! Run!" someone shouted quickly, his face full of anxiety.
The disciples of the Fiery Sword Sect reacted the fastest. Although they discovered the palace first, they returned empty-handed, which made them feel unwilling to accept the result.
Wang Feng's face turned ashen, as if a dark cloud was pressing down on his head. The disciples were silent as a mouse, and could only launch attacks continuously, tearing through the void and chasing frantically.
Wang Feng's face was equally cold, and he followed closely behind Wang Feng and also launched a fierce attack.
The roar was incessant, but Shangguan Jiannan and his companions were like ghosts, moving freely in the woods, and their attacks could never get close.
The way down the mountain was urgent, and with the pursuit of the enemy pressing, the speed soared to the extreme.
In just half an hour, they had reached the foot of the mountain.
The angry shouts of the Flame Sword Sect disciples and the sharp sounds of breaking wind continued to be heard from behind, but Shangguan Jiannan remained calm and galloped down.
A few white lights flashed in the woods, and the huge stone floor of the Lingtai Hall suddenly appeared before our eyes.
Shangguan Jiannan showed a happy expression and looked relaxed.
After taking a long breath, he flashed and quickly stepped onto the weathered but still solid floor and continued moving forward.
There was little time left at this moment, and the ground was faintly green, which was obviously not comparable to the ordinary boulder.
Shangguan Jiannan looked around and saw that each piece of the boulder floor was extremely large. Each piece was more than ten feet wide. A single piece was comparable to a small square, but they were continuous and extended endlessly into the distance with no end in sight.
"Is this... the square of Lingtai Palace?" Shangguan Jiannan whispered in a deep voice, accompanied by a heavy breath, and his words revealed shock and difficulty that were difficult to conceal.
In the square, the vicissitudes of time are overwhelming, but without leaving a trace on it.
The sharp whistling of the wind cut through the air, never stopping.
Disciples from the ten major sects gathered here, and a powerful aura surged like a tide.
There are thick stone slabs under my feet, and in the distance, I can see shadowy figures running as fast as lightning.
Shangguan Jiannan took a few deep breaths, then suddenly burst out and rushed into the boundless square. He then separated from the Tianjian Sect disciples and went their separate ways.
The Liuyun Sword Sect rushed in another direction, and the two sects parted ways.
Wang Feng led the disciples of the Flame Sword Sect into the square. The scene before them made him frown - the two teams had fled separately.
The disciples looked at each other, doubts welling up in their hearts.
"Brother, which way should we chase?" the disciples asked one after another.