C215 (1/2)

The Realm of Ten Directions.

The two of them entered the Demon Burying Mountain. On the hill, the smell of blood drifted from the air. Ling Hao couldn't help but frown; there had definitely been a fight before. Otherwise, why would there be so many broken weapons on the ground.

The Flaming Tiger at the side looked at the verdant mountains and said, ”Tiger King ascended the Demon Burying Mountain that day and then disappeared. We don't dare enter the center of the Demon Burying Mountain because there is an unknown place inside.”

”Follow me, we'll go take a look together.” Ling Hao was very familiar with the Demon Burying Mountain. Back then, when the Abyss Demon Emperor had begged him, he had stayed here for a period of time.

At the top of the mountain, there were layers of clouds as if over their heads. In the depths of the mountain, there was a palace standing there, and this palace looked like it was made of gold and jade. What was shocking was that this palace was not built on top of the mountain.

”This is too amazing!” Yang Linglong had never seen a floating palace before. That huge creature seemed to be attracted by the suction force from the sky, and there were no mountains below, just floating in the air.

The golden sun continued to shine, and the golden light continued to shine like an Immortal palace.

With such a supernatural structure, the Scorching Tiger and Yang Linglong were already rooted to the spot.

”The Demon Imperial Palace actually still exists in this world.” Ling Hao smiled, this palace was built by the Abyss Demon Emperor, and also the place where Ling Hao lived at at that time. Because of his identity as the Great Emperor of Tai Hao, the Abyss Demon Emperor had sent people to build this palace for five hundred years, and this huge palace had only just appeared.

”Amitabha, we meet again.”

Right at this moment, the Buddhist chanting began.

When Ling Hao and the other two heard this ancient voice, they immediately looked over. They saw a monk wearing a white monastic robe, holding a staff in his left hand, and holding a monk's staff in his right hand.

With every step he took, a golden lotus appeared beneath his feet.

Golden lotuses gushed out of the ground!

This was a person from the Buddhist Sect, and also a monk with profound cultivation experience.

Ling Hao recognized him and saved the White Tiger that day. From the White Tiger's words, he found out that this person was an esteemed monk of the Spirit Mountain Temple.

Zen Master Ascending.

”Master, long time no see.”

Ling Hao faintly smiled, but in his heart, he was thinking: ”Could it be that he has some sort of relationship with the White Tiger that he came here for?”

”That's right, this Demon Imperial Palace is the treasure of the kid from the abyss that was left behind.”

”I'm afraid that this old monk came for this reason.”

Zen Master Ascending looked at Demon Imperial Palace, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes.

A cool breeze blew past, blowing up his monastic robe, causing the three people to be slightly dazed. The monk's figure suddenly made them feel very lonely, like a lone pine standing on a cliff. When the wind blew, it was very lonely.

”A chaotic world is about to arrive. The entire Realm of Ten Directions will be annihilated, so why bother coming here!”

Yang Linglong and Raging Flaming Tiger could not understand the meaning behind the words of the Ascendant, and only Ling Hao knew what he was worried about.