637: Dead?

Although he had the idea of keeping Little Devil Buddha, Shen Bei didn't voice it.

A cornered beast will still fight, and Little Devil Buddha's actions just now truly sent shivers down their spines. Losing only one eye didn't significantly impact his strength.

Little Devil Buddha was wary of the Old Ancestors on their backs, while the two knew the Old Ancestors were unreliable and were wary of Little Devil Buddha's ruthlessness. If it wasn't necessary, neither wanted to make the first move.

If they were to strike, they had to ensure he was killed.

There was no need for that now, and Shen Bei naturally wasn't willing to risk his life to kill Little Devil Buddha. Who knew what other tricks that guy had up his sleeve?

It was still the same as the beginning: apart from opening the Burial Sea Secret Lord's coffin lid and finding the key to the Old Capital, all other matters could be abandoned.

As for Yan Jingchang…

Shen Bei just glanced at him and knew that this guy wouldn't make a move unless he was pushed to the brink.

Continuing towards the Dao Palace, they still didn't encounter any evil beings along the way, nor did they see any other people.

Shen Bei was pleased about this; it was best if no one came to disrupt things.

They walked all the way to the base of the Dao Palace. Looking up at the colossal structure suspended in mid-air, Yan Jingchang's face turned somewhat grim, his legs trembled, and his waist even stooped a little…

"Brother Shen, I can't walk anymore…"

"Brother Green Light, you've only walked this far, and your legs are already weak…" Shen Bei said with a teasing look.

"No, it's this Old Ancestor, getting heavier and heavier…" Yan Jingchang's face turned pale. He struggled to step back a bit, his stooped waist straightened, and his trembling legs returned to normal…

"Why don't I feel anything?" Shen Bei tilted his head to look at Bridal Gown, who showed no reaction at all.

"Brother Shen, I feel that this Old Ancestor is unwilling to proceed. There must be great danger ahead. I'm afraid I can't continue with Brother Shen." Yan Jingchang hesitated slightly, after all, he had previously agreed to handle anything they encountered later…

But he couldn't move forward now. As soon as they stepped under the Dao Palace, the weight of the Bald Old Ancestor began to climb linearly. After only a dozen steps, it felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, making it impossible to move an inch.

"Alright, Brother Green Light, you wait here then. I must continue forward." Shen Bei's face was full of regret. A good bodyguard, yet he failed at a critical moment, but he couldn't be blamed for this…

"Then I will cultivate my Magic Treasures here. Brother Shen, please be careful." Yan Jingchang sighed, looking dejected.

The Three Realms Mountain's reputation was about to be stained; he couldn't fulfill what he had promised…

Shen Bei secretly chuckled. This guy was really a straightforward person…

"Okay, once I'm done, I'll come back and meet up with Brother Green Light…"

Shen Bei turned and left, continuing forward.

This place was on the edge of the Dao Palace, but unfortunately, they couldn't use flying techniques, so there was no way to get up.

The Dao Palace floated in mid-air, like an island in the sky, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. They had to keep moving forward to reach the central point directly beneath the Dao Palace.

Only then could they climb up.

The further they advanced, the heavier the oppressive aura in the air became, as if gravity was constantly increasing, suppressing everything below.

If not for Shen Bei's explosive attribute values, entering here would be impossible.

Bridal Gown, on his back, remained unresponsive and quiet.

Considering that the Bald Old Ancestor was completely unwilling, or perhaps dared not, to enter the Dao Palace's range.

Shen Bei couldn't help but ponder, with Bridal Gown being so unresponsive, or rather, completely uninhibited, could she be the Dao Palace Master's unbetrothed wife?

It's hard to say.

Who could possibly guess such a thing?

As for whether she was the Burial Sea Secret Lord's wife, that was impossible; he was buried here, and Bridal Gown wouldn't have failed to look for him for so many years.

If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it. As long as Bridal Gown remained so quiet and could lend a hand when he encountered danger, he would be content.

He rushed all the way to the base of the Dao Palace, then climbed dozens of miles up the drooping mountain peak, along the negative angle, finally reaching the edge of the Dao Palace.

Looking around, the ground was entirely paved with purple gold. Each gold brick was carved with intricate patterns and runes, each one unique.

Shen Bei had seen this material, purple gold. Not to mention on the earth's surface, even in the Imperial Dynasty of the underground, it was a very expensive and commonly used metal material. It had a very high compatibility with most Materials, used in the refinement of many things from weapons to Magic Treasures. Especially for weapons, adding this stuff would definitely make them extraordinary.

It was valuable and not light; one side weighed 100,000 catties. In most cases, when refining Magic Treasures or weapons, adding just a few catties or ounces of purple gold was enough.

Yet here, it was used as floor tiles…

"The owner of this Dao Palace is truly rich." Shen Bei said with an envious look, then squatted down, trying to see if he could pry up these floor tiles…

If he could just dig up all these floor tiles, he could use money to crush people to death in the future.

After a few attempts, Shen Bei sighed and gave up on the idea.

The entire Dao Palace was a single entity; even the floor tiles couldn't be dug out.

Out of sight, out of mind, he simply stopped looking.

He looked around. About a mile ahead, there was a hundred-zhang-tall archway, inscribed with the two large characters "Zixiao," indicating that this was the Zixiao Dao Palace.

This was the main entrance of the Dao Palace.

Looking into the depths of the Dao Palace, it was a hazy expanse, with mist steaming and Death Qi swirling. Large clusters of buildings could vaguely be seen, neatly arranged and orderly, their layout alone containing a profound and mysterious aura.

But deeper within, a shadow enveloped the area, suppressing the Dao Palace's aura.

"Zixiao Dao Palace…" Shen Bei murmured, his heart unable to help but quicken.

He hadn't heard this name before, and he didn't know who it belonged to.

But Shen Bei didn't care.

The grand, upright, and magnificent aura naturally came from the Zixiao Dao Palace, while that shadow, like a black hole hidden beneath the shadows, was bottomless, as if a Devil King had opened its giant mouth, devouring everything, intending to swallow this entire world.

It was clearly the Demonic Path, yet it truly gave him the feeling that 'the Dao is one foot high, but the Devil is ten feet high.' Its unrestrained and wild nature, disregarding rules, instead made one immediately form a firm conviction.

This was the grand Dao, beyond doubt.

Shen Bei had no prejudice against orthodoxy, Demonic Path, Evil Path, or Demonic Path. He was not from this world and understood very clearly that power is power, and people are people.

The Evil Path and Demonic Path had bad reputations purely because there were too many crazy and reckless Cultivators who walked these paths and didn't bother to hide it.

Among Cultivators who followed the orthodox path, there was no shortage of hypocritical villains.

However, this had nothing to do with him. Whether the Burial Sea Secret Lord was a hero, a true villain, or a hypocrite, it didn't matter, as long as he could get his hands on the key.

He could even erect a monument for him and write "Upright Gentleman" on it without a problem.

He walked along the purple gold avenue, passing through the archway, as if passing through an invisible membrane. The haze dissipated, and the cascading purple divine light no longer obscured his vision.

But Shen Bei's footsteps suddenly halted.

Ahead, a small figure stood with her back to him, motionless.

Upon closer inspection, Shen Bei's heart skipped a beat.

Blood Depletion Dao Consort?

She actually came up first?

His gaze swept left and right. It was empty for several miles, without even a place to hide, and there was no sign of the Ku Xue Dao Soldier.

Standing still for a few breaths, Shen Bei carefully sensed, but he couldn't detect any sign of Blood Depletion Dao Consort.

Cautiously, he circled from the side to the front, and only then did Shen Bei discover.

Blood Depletion Dao Consort was actually dead…

She stood there, her face still bearing a fierce expression, contorted with rage, her features somewhat twisted. Her eyes were wide open, but there were no pupils, only a strange, uniform gray-white.

Shen Bei hesitated for a moment, then slowly approached.

When he was ten meters away, he waved his hand, creating a gentle current of air that brushed past, blowing away Blood Depletion Dao Consort's scattered hair and causing her Physical Body to tumble to the ground.