75: Chapter 75 The Ancient Palace Appears, the Final Showdown!

At this moment, Wang Teng didn't say a word.

He crouched behind a rock, hands clutching his head, trembling all over.

Not because of fear.

But because his Dao Heart was violently shaking.

Since childhood, he had been revered by the Wang family as a Fated Imperial Son, a talent seen once in ten thousand eons.

His father told him that this era was tailor-made for him.

He possessed the aptitude of a Great Emperor!

He himself firmly believed it.

But now?

Through the Imperial Might Passage, he walked panting and gasping.

Lin Yi strolled leisurely as if in his own garden!

In the Ten Thousand Law Stele Forest, his comprehension was full of flaws.

Lin Yi caused the Resonance of Ten Thousand Steles!

At the Imperial Rank Restriction, he was almost ground into mincemeat.

Lin Yi broke the formation with three fingers!

The emperor-grade peak divine medicine, he couldn't even touch it.

Yet Lin Yi picked it and casually gave it away.

Now, Lin Yi even swallowed an Immortal Medicine right in front of him.

And even complained that its medicinal power wasn't enough.

This kind of gap was no longer something effort could bridge.

Wang Teng's fingernails dug into his palms, blood dripping between his fingers.

He was completely oblivious.

A voice echoed repeatedly in his mind.

You are not worthy.

You never were.

"No..."

Wang Teng shook his head violently, shaking off that voice.

"There's still the ancient desolate hall!"

His voice was hoarse, filled with extreme unwillingness.

"There's still the final Legacy in the ancient desolate hall."

"As long as I get the final Legacy... I can still turn the tide!"

"I definitely can! I can certainly do it!"

Wang Teng raised his head, his crimson eyes staring into the distance.

There, a magnificent palace emanating immortal Imperial Might was slowly rising from beneath the earth.

The earth trembled.

No, the entire Secret Realm was trembling.

A dull roar came from deep underground, and cracks spread across the barren land, one after another.

Golden Imperial Dao divine light burst forth from the cracks.

Soaring straight into the sky!

The palace was entirely forged from an unknown divine metal.

Every brick and stone was inscribed with ancient Imperial Dao runes, flowing with divine radiance that had not faded for billions of years.

Above the palace roof, Imperial Might condensed into substance, forming auspicious images of Dragons, Phoenixes, and Qilin, circling and dancing.

Those were not illusions.

It was a true Imperial Palace.

The ancient desolate hall.

The final Legacy ground had appeared!

This aura was too terrifying.

The entire Secret Realm world was startled.

All the Prodigies still exploring various places stopped what they were doing.

To the east, three Prodigies who were competing for a divine medicine simultaneously let go and turned their heads to look at the horizon.

To the west, an ancient relic beast trapped in an ancient formation let out a long howl.

It struggled desperately to break free and galloped towards the Imperial Palace.

To the south, several disciples from ancient aristocratic families who were facing off exchanged glances.

They simultaneously ceased their actions and transformed into streaks of light, rushing towards the Imperial Palace.

In an instant, the sky was filled with colorful escape lights.

Dozens, hundreds of them.

Converging from all directions.

Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

Everyone had only one goal.

The ancient desolate hall.

Lin Yi also saw it.

He stood up and patted the dirt off his robes.

His Qi and blood had settled, returning to normal.

But only he knew.

At this moment, he was more than twice as strong as he was half an hour ago.

"Let's go."

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and led the others towards the Imperial Palace.

Chu Wanqing followed closely, skipping and hopping.

"The final Legacy, wow!"

"Brother Lin Yi, what good things do you think will be inside?"

"I don't know."

Lin Yi answered casually.

"But whatever it is, it's ours."

Chu Wanqing's eyes sparkled, and she nodded vigorously.

Shen Qingyue and Su Yuxi walked side by side.

Su Yuxi's gaze fell upon the Imperial Palace, her brows slightly furrowed.

She felt that the aura emanating from this palace was somewhat familiar.

As if she had sensed it somewhere before.

But she couldn't recall it at the moment.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingyue noticed her unusual behavior.

"Nothing." Su Yuxi collected her thoughts. "Let's go."

Xu Chen happily trailed behind, muttering.

"Imperial Palace, Imperial Palace, there must be delicious food inside, right? Even Great Emperors have to eat, don't they?"

No one paid him any mind.

The five figures rapidly advanced towards the ancient desolate hall.

Along the way, other Prodigies continuously arrived from various directions.

Some saw Lin Yi's group and avoided them from a distance.

That punch in the Stele Forest had shattered the courage of everyone present.

No one dared to provoke this great Buddha at such a critical juncture.

But some also came forward, trying to curry favor.

"Saint Lin Yi!"

"I am Zhao Peng from the Zhao family of the Eastern Desolation, I've long admired your name! May I accompany you?"

Lin Yi didn't even turn his head.

Xu Chen blocked him.

"Accompany us? Sure!"

"How about this, you first hand over an emperor-grade peak divine medicine as an entrance fee, no credit allowed!"

Upon hearing this, the man's face turned green, and he awkwardly retreated.

"Poor guy!"

Xu Chen chuckled at his retreating figure, then turned and continued to follow the main group.

A moment later, the five arrived in front of the ancient desolate hall.

The palace was even more magnificent than it appeared from a distance.

The palace gates were a hundred zhang high, with a Qilin and a True Dragon carved on each of the two massive doors.

They were incredibly lifelike, as if they could break free from the door panels at any moment.

A faint golden light seeped through the cracks of the doors, upon which layers of Imperial Dao Laws flowed.

But the great doors were tightly shut, and no one could force their way in.

At this time, many people had already gathered in the open space in front of the hall.

Various forces were clearly delineated, occupying different positions.

Some sat cross-legged, meditating to conserve energy.

Some whispered, exchanging information.

More people, however, stared intently at the great doors, their eyes filled with greed and anticipation.

Lin Yi glanced around and led the group directly to the best position right in front of the hall doors.

Several Prodigies had originally stood there.

Seeing Lin Yi approach, they exchanged glances.

Without a word, they all wisely moved aside.

Only a wise man knows how to adapt to circumstances.

The lingering power of Lin Yi's punch in the Stele Forest was still present.

No one thought their head was harder than Xuan Ye's.

The five took their positions and waited quietly.

Approximately half an incense stick's time passed.

A heavy sound of footsteps came from behind.

Wang Teng's trio arrived.

Wang Teng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, standing on the other side of the hall doors, facing Lin Yi from a distance.

His body was covered in wounds, his Daoist robe mostly torn, and a clear slap mark was visible on his face.

But his eyes were even more frenzied than before.

Like a trapped beast driven to desperation.

"The ancient desolate hall... this is my last chance."

He stared at the hall doors, muttering to himself.

"The final Legacy must be mine."

"It must."

Xuan Ye stood behind him, hunched over, one hand clutching his broken ribs.

He looked at Wang Teng, then at Lin Yi.

He said nothing.

But his eyeballs rolled several times.

He was thinking about his escape route.

If Wang Teng won, he would follow and benefit.

If Wang Teng lost, he had to run quickly.

As for revenge?

Heh.

Let's just survive first.

Chu Ningshuang stood at the very back, half her face hidden in the shadow of her cloak.

Her gaze shifted from Wang Teng to Lin Yi, then to Chu Wanqing.

A corner of her mouth curved beneath the cloak.

Let Wang Teng and Lin Yi fight.

The fiercer they fought, the better.

Preferably, both would suffer severe losses.

At that time, it would be the best moment for her to make her move.

As for Chu Wanqing, she would also be left here.

And the Chu family would, sooner or later, fall into her, Chu Ningshuang's, hands!

The three stood there, each with their own thoughts.

The atmosphere in front of the hall grew increasingly tense.

Everyone knew.

Once the Imperial Palace doors opened, it would be a bloody battle to the death!