874: Chapter 863 The Eternal Palace!

He casually tossed the scroll to Saintess Qian Xi and ordered in a flat tone, "Open this scroll."

This scroll can only be activated and opened by a Martial Artist or Cultivator proficient in the Power of Time.

He naturally did not possess the Power of Time—since there happened to be two ready-made Saint and Saintess of the Temple of Time right before him, it would be a waste not to use them.

Saintess Qian Xi reached out and took the eternal river scroll; under normal circumstances, she would have been exceptionally happy to personally open such a legendary treasure of time.

However, at this moment, her life and death were entirely in Qin Yan's hands, so she could not be happy no matter what.

"Hurry up," Qin Yan urged.

Saintess Qian Xi dared not delay for another moment; the Power of Time around her body surged from her palms like a trickling stream, pouring entirely into the dark cyan scroll.

After absorbing this pure Power of Time, the ancient bronze-green patterns on the surface of the eternal river scroll suddenly lit up with a brilliant silver light.

Immediately, the scroll flew into mid-air on its own and slowly unfurled before the two of them.

Inside the scroll was a surging river spanning across heaven and earth. The river was entirely of a pure and ancient silver-white hue, and as the water flowed slowly, it seemed to carry endless years and time.

At first glance, this river was quite similar to the Sea of Time, both equally silver-white and vast.

However, Qin Yan already knew from Saint Son Chen Xun and Saintess Qian Xi that what was depicted in this scroll was not the Sea of Time, but the River of Time.

This River of Time was a Spirit Beast Phantom condensed by that peerless expert of the Space-Time Era known as the "Eternal True Emperor."

And that Eternal True Emperor was the very creator of this eternal river scroll.

Qin Yan reached out with a beckoning gesture, and the unfurled scroll floated back into his hand from mid-air.

He tried to channel his Yin and Yang True Qi into it, but just like before—no matter how hard he tried, the scroll remained completely motionless, without the slightest reaction.

Qin Yan had no choice but to toss the eternal river scroll back to Saintess Qian Xi: "You do it."

Saintess Qian Xi respectfully acknowledged, and channeled the Power of Time within her to pour into the scroll once more.

The silver light on the scroll shone again, and immediately after, a massive silver-white phantom of a building slowly emerged from the scroll.

The building was entirely silver-white, with a rich Power of Time rules flowing around it.

It was precisely the mysterious building that had been automatically drawn into the scroll by the eternal river scroll in that sea area back then.

The eternal river scroll flew directly above this building, rotating slowly in mid-air. Endless silver Power of Time poured down from the scroll like a galaxy from the Nine Heavens, enveloping the ancient, mottled building below in a brilliant silver radiance.

Under the illumination of the Power of Time, the bronze-green rust that had accumulated over countless years on the surface of the building began to peel off layer by layer on its own, falling down like residual snow melted by the spring breeze.

After the rust faded, the original material of the building was revealed.

It was an ancient spiritual material that was entirely pure silver-white, smooth as a mirror yet not appearing cold.

Every inch of its surface emitted a warm and gentle silver light, illuminating the surrounding sea area as if it were broad daylight.

After all the light slowly receded and dissipated, the previously drab and mysterious building had undergone a complete transformation.

The building now presented before the three of them—Qin Yan and the others—was brand new.

It was a massive silver-white palace; the overall shape of the palace resembled a miniature silver city, with an ancient and elegant charm flowing between its flying eaves and brackets.

It possessed both the ethereal elegance of an immortal palace and the majestic solidity of a city fortress.

Countless silver-white patterns on the surface of the palace flowed slowly like living creatures; those patterns were fine and complex.

With every flicker, phantoms of the River of Time appeared and dissipated within the patterns.

"This is a Divine Weapon."

Qin Yan's gaze fell upon the strange, flowing runes on the surface of the palace, and a look of undisguisable shock could not help but appear in his eyes.

It was well known that the highest level of spirit weapons was the supreme spirit weapon, and above the supreme spirit weapon was the legendary Divine Weapon.

The preciousness of a Divine Weapon was such that even ordinary tenth-rank True King experts were not qualified to possess one; only those True Emperor mighty figures standing at the very pinnacle of the Heavens and Myriad Worlds had the strength and qualification to wield a Divine Weapon.

He had never expected that this building, which had been drawn into the eternal river scroll, was actually a Divine Weapon as well.

As for why he said "as well"—it was because the eternal river scroll itself was a treasure at the Divine Weapon level.

Saintess Qian Xi and Saint Son Chen Xun looked at each other, their eyes filled with a complicated and indescribable expression.

So the Eternal Palace was also here.

The Eternal Palace was the Divine Weapon vehicle that the Eternal True Emperor had spent his life's efforts and used countless rare resources to forge back then.

The greatest advantage of this palace was its extremely powerful defense; it was said that when fully activated, it could withstand even attacks at the True Emperor level head-on several times without sustaining the slightest damage.

Besides that, it had a cool appearance—back in the day, every time the Eternal True Emperor went out to battle or traveled through the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, he would ride in this Eternal Palace.

The grandeur and style of it made countless True Emperors of the same rank envious.

Qin Yan turned his gaze to Saintess Qian Xi, signaling her to open the gates of this palace.

Saintess Qian Xi nodded respectfully, walked up to the silver gate of the palace that stood dozens of zhang tall, and channeled the Power of Time within her to inject into it.

The silver-white patterns on the surface of the palace lit up at the same instant, and a dazzling silver light enveloped the entire palace.

The silver light flashed and vanished, and the figures of Qin Yan and the other two were sucked into the interior of the palace by a gentle yet irresistible force.

The interior of the Eternal Palace was far more spacious than it looked from the outside.

The walls, floors, and domes inside the entire palace were constructed from countless rare spiritual materials that Qin Yan could not name.

These spiritual materials were either warm as jade, crystal clear, or flowing with a faint starlight, perfectly matched with each other.

In the very center of the palace sat a huge bed, carved entirely from the purest time crystal, with the bed frame shimmering with a soft silver-white light.

The edges of the bed were inscribed with countless ancient time runes.

Just a single glance made one feel relaxed and happy; it was not hard to imagine how comfortable the Eternal True Emperor must have been when lying on it for a nap back then.

"I really envy every day of the Eternal True Emperor."

Saint Son Chen Xun looked at the extremely luxurious palace before him and could not help but whisper.

The reason this Divine Weapon was named "Palace" was that it was originally a place for the Eternal True Emperor to rest and enjoy himself when traveling—in other words, this was that True Emperor's private luxury motorhome back in the day.