1300 Heavenly Lord Ling Feng (1/2)

After making preparations in town, Hong Dali and the group prepared to move out towards Wushen Palace.

After leaving town, they walked towards the southeast direction. After crossing the border 30 miles away from town, they would be entering the territory of Wushen Palace. Along the way, more and more martial artists coming from everywhere gathered together. At the start, there were only tens of them, but they encountered more and more as they walked forward. By the time they entered the small path in the forest, there were camps of marts artists every few hundred meters or so. Added up together, they were probably 10,000 people or so.

This time's event of encircling Wushen Palace was probably one of the biggest events in the Pugilistic World for the past few years. As he walked, Hong Dali looked around, calculating in his heart. According to this scale, when they reached Wushen Palace, it would probably not be easy to solve the matter.

”This Ling Feng is indeed quite bold.” The Goddess of Wisdom saw a lot of things before. This time, seeing such a situation, she secretly wiped her sweat for Ling Feng too. ”Facing so many people, he actually didn't go into hiding.”

”Looks like Brother Tang Zhen's sect's successors are indeed all very awesome.” Hong Dali was quite amazed too. Originally, he thought that even if the people in the Pugilistic World had arranged something beforehand, there shouldn't have been so many people…

As they continued and passed through the forest, then climbed seven or eight hundred steps, their view suddenly opened up. An enormous platform appeared in front of Hong Dali's eyes.

The platform was filled with people standing on it, at least three or four thousand of them. However, the platform was really too big. Even with this many people, the platform didn't feel crowded at all.

The platform seemed to be made from large stones. On two sides of the platform were stone walls, and the door of the palace was made of large stones. A large slate on the door had the big words ”Wushen Palace” written on it.

The buildings looked quite ancient. The most spectacular was the palace door—it was made entirely by stacking three large stones together, each looking to weigh at least 5,000 kilograms.

”Oh my, impressive. Being able to build such an entrance in this world, this Wushen Palace is indeed quite impressive.” This Martial Arts-type world was different from Hong Dali's original world. He had no idea how these 5,000-kilogram boulders were stacked together.

Currently, the crowd gathered on the platform with weapons in their hands, looking towards the palace entrance.

Hong Dali pulled Hu Ziming towards him and softly asked, ”Brother Hu, this Wushen Palace is so big, but it doesn't even have a servant?”

Hu Ziming sighed and said, ”Brother Dali, you don't understand. There are 36 Heavenly Caves and 72 Blessed Lands in the world, and Wushen Palace occupied two Heavenly Caves and six Blessed Lands. Throughout history, this was the highest sacred ground of the Pugilistic World. But at the same time, it's well-known that Wushen Palace doesn't easily accept people inside. I reckon there are only three people—the master, the disciple, and the servant. For this generation, Heavenly Lord Ling Feng's master has already ascended, so only he and a servant remain. If not…” Hu Ziming looked around and softly said, ”If not, even if the amount of people here is multiplied by 10, they also probably won't have the guts to come here and fight against Wushen Palace.”

Hong Dali didn't care about other things, but the ascending that Hu Ziming mentioned grabbed his attention. ”Ascend? He became a deity?”

”Not really.” Hu Ziming shook his head and said, ”Wushen Palace's Peerless Martial Art 'Primordial Blood Emperor Log', when practiced to the highest level, the practitioner can ascend in broad daylight. As for where the person actually goes to, no one knows. Basically, it's extremely impressive. According to legend, it seemed to be similar to becoming a deity. But it's a pity that this 'Primordial Blood Emperor Log' has gone missing a long time ago and no one has ever seen it again, sigh.” As he spoke up to this point, this point was full of melancholy.

Now that he said it this way, Hong Dali instantly understood. Simply put, this was about the same as Earth.

Practicing ”Primordial Blood Emperor Log” to a certain standard would enable the person to enter the next world, which was akin to Hong Dali moving from Earth to Milky Way Alliance—if not, Yun Qingfeng would probably not have been able to participate in the Dimensional War.

The problem now was that Hong Dali knew how to practice the ”Primordial Blood Emperor Log”…

While Hong Dali was softly speaking with Hu Ziming, the people on the other side had already gathered together. As much as 10,000 people were gathered on the platform. Seven or eight leaders instantly walked out and stood at the front of everyone, shouting loudly towards the entrance:

”Ling Feng, come out and die!”

”Ling Feng, you have committed too many evil deeds. What are you waiting for, hurry up and come out now!”

”Ling Feng, Wushen Palace's legacy of 10,000 years is going to be ruined in your hands. If you quickly come out and die, we can still leave you a full corpse. At least Wushen Palace won't be burned to the ground!”

”That's right. Ling Feng, if you come out yourself and die, you will live up to your name as Heavenly Lord. At least you will die a bit more heroic. Don't let yourself end up with a stained name!”

A series of angry clamors came from the crowd, but none of them led the way and charge inside Wushen Palace, which was only a hundred meters away from them.

Because no one dared to do so.

The hunter would shoot the bird that stuck out. The first one to barge in would definitely receive the wrath of the Heavenly Lord and be ripped apart.

After these people finished shouting, the entire scene went quiet, waiting for Wushen Palace's response.

”Boom!” At this moment, Wushen Palace's front door slowly opened.