Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 13077 Emperor Phoenix Candle

The male statue has a majestic face, and his eyes reveal the perseverance and wisdom of creation. He is the founder of the Imperial Valley and the founder of the Imperial Palace; the female statue is gentle and dignified, with a soft smile on her lips. She is the partner of the great founder, and the two of them witnessed the birth and glory of the Imperial Palace together.

As they walked deeper, the magnificent buildings of the Imperial Palace gradually appeared before everyone's eyes. Led by a team of Imperial Palace warriors, they came to the core area of ​​the Imperial Palace, in front of a hall called "The Sky".

This palace is magnificent, with its roof seemingly touching the sky, and its glazed tiles shining brightly in the sun, demonstrating the former glory and current nobility of the imperial palace. The palace door is closed, and the two heavy wooden doors are carved with intricate patterns, with both dragons and phoenixes dancing and clouds rolling and unfolding. Every detail reveals the craftsman's exquisite skills and infinite respect for the imperial palace.

The male and female warriors respectfully entered the hall and reported their arrival and purpose to the senior management. A deep and powerful echo came from the hall, indicating that an important discussion about the future was taking place here, while everyone waited quietly outside, their hearts full of curiosity and expectation, but also a little trepidation about the unknown challenge.

Ling Xiao stood quietly outside the hall, his eyes leisurely sweeping over the surrounding scenery, and an indescribable admiration welled up in his heart. This imperial palace was indeed worthy of its name of "magnificent and magnificent". Every brick and tile, every carved beam and painted building, revealed the solemnity and splendor accumulated over the years.

The entire Imperial Valley seemed to be a territory specially carved by nature for the Imperial Palace. The surrounding mountains not only formed a natural barrier, but also acted like loyal guards, protecting this sacred land. On the top of the mountain, the light of the Holy Mark Array could occasionally be seen flashing, like stars falling into the mortal world, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity to this ancient palace.

"This place is indeed much higher than those aristocratic families like the Ji family and the Jiang family." Ling Xiao thought to himself, the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously. It was a sincere appreciation for beautiful things, and also a recognition of the past glory of the Imperial Palace.

After all, this imperial palace was once so powerful that it could almost compete with the East China Sea Holy Temple. Its influence and strength are evident.

Just as Ling Xiao was immersed in his own thoughts, the male warrior finally walked out of the hall. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to declare the majesty of the imperial palace warriors. His eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a moment, and there was neither the slightest enthusiasm nor the light of friendliness in his eyes. Instead, there was an undisguised hostility and vigilance.

"Come in!" The male warrior's voice was low and cold, as if he was issuing an order that could not be questioned. After saying that, he turned around and stepped back into the hall without saying anything else. His back revealed a kind of arrogance and determination that kept people at a distance.

Ling Xiao looked at the back of the male warrior leaving. Although he was a little surprised at his attitude, he was more indifferent and calm. He knew very well that he was not here to seek others' welcome and recognition.

He gently smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, his steps were steady and solemn, every step seemed to respond to the ancient and deep atmosphere in the hall, following the figure of the male warrior, he slowly stepped into this magnificent hall called "Sky".

The space inside the hall is vast beyond imagination. The towering dome seems to touch the sky, and the light shines through the exquisite window lattices, adding a bit of warmth and brightness to this solemn place.

In this spacious hall, there are hundreds of monks gathered. They are either standing or sitting, each maintaining a unique posture, but without exception, everyone's aura seems extremely powerful, and the weakest has reached the Tongtian realm. Such a lineup is enough to shock anyone who enters this place for the first time.

What is even more striking is that it also faintly reveals the pressure of two Tianhe Realm powerhouses. Powerful people of that realm are rare in the East China Sea, and the fact that there are two of them in the Imperial Palace at the same time shows how powerful the Emperor is.

However, the heritage of the Imperial Palace is far more than that, Ling Xiao thought to himself, after all, what is displayed in this hall may only be the tip of the iceberg of the powerful people in the Imperial Palace, and the real powerful people may be hiding in the dark, silently guarding this ancient land.

Above everyone's attention, a beautiful woman sat on a high platform. She was the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace - Emperor Huangzhu. She looked only in her twenties, but in fact, she had lived through many years, perhaps hundreds of years.

She was wearing a tight robe, the cut of which perfectly outlined her graceful figure, with a curvy figure that made people look at her a few more times.

Especially her chest, which rose and fell gently with her breathing, as if waves were surging in the dark. The combination of power and beauty made people feel both amazed and awe-inspiring. Emperor Huangzhu's eyes were deep and sharp, as if she could see into people's hearts. Her presence made the entire hall shrouded in an inexplicable majesty.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a subtle ripple in his heart, and secretly sighed: "This Imperial Palace is really unique. The masculine energy and the feminine beauty are intertwined, but it can't hide its 'yang is strong and the yin is weak' state. Not only is the current Palace Master Di Huangzhu a stunning woman, but even the Palace Master of the Female Imperial Palace who is competing with her is also as capable as a man. They are all female leaders, which is rare in the martial arts world."

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, Di Huangzhu's action was like a startling glimpse, instantly breaking the tranquility of the palace. She suddenly stood up, her figure as light as a swallow, and almost in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ling Xiao.

At this moment, an indescribable intoxicating fragrance wafted into my nose. It was her unique body fragrance, fresh yet gentle, as if it could purify one's soul in an instant, and seem to evoke the most gentle memories deep in one's heart.

However, facing such close contact and temptation, Ling Xiao's expression did not change at all, and he still maintained that indifference and composure.

It's not that he doesn't understand romance, it's just that he has seen too much of the world and too many beauties to count. This kind of determination and self-control is the result of his many years of practice and experience. He knows very well that in this martial arts world, although beauty can confuse people for a while, only strength and wisdom are the eternal truth.

Seeing this, Di Huangzhu's eyes could not help but flash with surprise and admiration. She had seen countless men and could easily attract and confuse most male cultivators, but there were very few men like Ling Xiao who could remain sober and calm in front of her.

She thought to herself, "This person is extraordinary. He can resist my charm without losing his composure. He must be an outstanding person, and his future achievements will be limitless." This sudden recognition and expectation made her eyes more complex and profound.