He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

"I'm quite curious, where exactly will Ye Fan be swept away by the void turbulence?"

Zhou Qing closed his eyes, and a force of destiny swirled between his fingers. As he deduced, strands of this force of destiny, following an unseen connection, led him to Ye Fan's current location.

"Wei Kingdom? The West? Could it be that I've ended up there?" Zhou Qing felt a strange sense of fate.

Continuing his deduction, he finally saw a huge bronze palace, magnificent and almost comparable to a small city. It was imposing and had not collapsed. It was relatively well preserved, with green rust mottled on it. It looked ancient and grand, giving people an extremely desolate feeling.

"So this is really the place. Why are we here so early? Isn't this place we're not supposed to visit for years?"

Zhou Qingchu felt strange at first, but then he thought, "That makes sense. The current trajectory is no longer the one in my mind. It's normal for things to change, but I still feel like something's not right."

In the depths of his mind, Zhou Qing had a feeling that some inexplicable changes had quietly occurred. It was a very strange yet certain feeling, a revelation from both the Secret of the Former Words and the Great Dao of Destiny, which allowed him to foresee this part of the story.

"Forget it, there's no use thinking about it anymore. What's meant to happen will happen. Once you've been through it, you'll know everything."

Chapter 153 Immortals are not omnipotent, but the Dao is all-powerful.

Near Tai Xuan, at Shuiyun Lake.

This is a vast and boundless lake, with mist swirling around its surface. The lake water is like a crystal-clear emerald, truly extraordinary.

The Bronze Immortal Palace was located in this lake. Zhou Qing stood on the lush green shore and opened his Heavenly Eye to look into it.

"It is indeed here."

Zhou Qing rushed into the water, creating a large splash, and then dived into the depths of the lake.

Before long, he encountered a vast shadow as heavy as a mountain and as thick as a cloud, in shades of dark yellow and hazy, each wisp carrying an astonishing weight, seemingly capable of crushing a mountain ridge.

Zhou Qing pushed his speed to the limit, unleashing the Xing (行) and Bing (兵) secret techniques simultaneously. His body seemed to transform into a celestial sword, flying in from beyond the heavens, incredibly sharp, and charging straight forward.

These uncontrolled primordial energies, though enormous, were not too difficult to deal with. For a powerful figure like Zhou Qing, with his exceptional combat strength, it was possible to pass through them.

Like a celestial being descending from the heavens, the primordial energy spread out before Zhou Qing, creating a path that allowed him to pass directly through and see the bronze celestial palace in the water.

It is as large as a small city, majestic and imposing, covered in green rust, full of traces of time.

"Huh? Not outside? Could he have gone inside?" Zhou Qing looked around but couldn't find any trace of Ye Fan.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation spread, and a powerful force emanated from the Bronze Immortal Palace. There was a strange magic that made Zhou Qing feel a strong binding force, as if it were a black hole that swallowed people.

Zhou Qing was taken aback, but the force was too immense and too fast. By the time he reacted, he was already inside the bronze hall.

"What does this mean?" The more Zhou Qing knew, the more headache he felt.

What exactly is the meaning of this bronze immortal palace? It sucked him in too. He originally only planned to wait outside, but now he has to figure out a way to get out of here.

The interior of the Bronze Immortal Palace was vast, dim, and very blurry, as if it contained the vicissitudes of eternity.

There is no palace gate to be found here. It is as if you have come to a desert, devoid of any life. Time seems to stand still here, like the end of the world.

"There's someone there?" Zhou Qing's Martial Arts Heavenly Eye was incredibly powerful; even though the things causing the surrounding darkness were not ordinary, he could still see through them.

He saw a person cautiously walking in a certain direction.

As soon as Zhou Qing took a step to catch up, he felt something under his feet.

He looked down and saw a patch of snow-white bone powder scattered on the ground, with a footprint left by his foot. The trace of the powder was very fresh, clearly indicating that it had been a skeleton before, but had crumbled after being touched.

There were several dried blood characters on the ground, neither quite black nor quite red, with powerful strokes that conveyed a sense of Taoism and also a special emotion.

"Dare I ask God if there are immortals?"

This line of text is so full of regret that even after countless millennia, this feeling still deeply resonates with people of later generations.

Such an unparalleled powerhouse, so incredibly brilliant in his youth, yet even in his dying moments, he experienced such confusion.

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If you don't sever your Dao, you'll feel lost; if you do sever your Dao, you'll still feel lost.

The heart is the fairest thing in the world. No matter how outstanding you are, how talented you are, or how unparalleled you are, no matter how much you cultivate yourself, the inner struggles will not disappear.

Lesser cultivators have their confusion, saints have their confusion, and great emperors have their confusion; seeking the Dao inevitably leads to confusion.

Only by constantly dispelling confusion, strengthening confidence, and continuing on one's own path can one possibly have the chance to look back from the summit.

Zhou Qing sighed, feeling a pang of emotion.

The difficulty of cultivation is vastly different when there is a clear goal ahead versus when there is no clear goal ahead.

For this ancient man, all he wanted was a definite answer, to know if this realm truly existed. Unfortunately, he could only die with regret.

As Zhou Qing walked further forward, a few more words appeared.

"To become an immortal is difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

This person clearly exuded a sense of despair.

Zhou Qing shook his head. This person was too pessimistic and lacked the grand vision of the first person.

As Zhou Qing walked, he looked around and soon passed dozens of skeletons. Some people asked about the immortals ascending to heaven, some lamented sadly, and some remained calm and indifferent.

The various handwritten notes reveal the changes in these people's state of mind at the end of their lives.

This is the burial ground of unparalleled powerhouses, a place where countless strong individuals, like moths to a flame, sought the hope of achieving immortality, even though they all ultimately died here in despair.

At this moment, ahead, Ye Fan was sighing, "Becoming an immortal is actually this difficult!"

Throughout history, among all the most outstanding figures in the Eastern Wilderness, none of them have been able to surpass this.

Suddenly, he sensed someone approaching, which startled him. He turned around and saw a young man with star-like eyes behind him, cutting through the hazy substance and walking towards him step by step.

"God Lord? How did you end up in this Bronze Immortal Palace?"

Ye Fan was taken aback when he saw the young man walking towards him. The man walked steadily, and as he approached, the blurry matter in the Immortal Palace parted in front of him, as if to make way for him.

Yes, Ye Fan knew this was the Bronze Immortal Palace because when he first came to this world, out of curiosity about immortals, he had read many books about immortals.

Some small sects might not know about things related to immortals, such as the Bronze Immortal Palace, and even some major sects might have some knowledge of it, but they have only heard of it by name.

Only a power with a history spanning tens of thousands of years could possibly contain significant information related to the Bronze Immortal Palace in its library.

Zhou Qing hummed in agreement and said, "Having learned that you had been stranded in the void, I came out to look for you, but I never expected to end up here again."

Ye Fan was shocked and said, "Does the God Lord know that this is the Bronze Immortal Palace? It has only appeared a few times in ancient books. Its origin is mysterious. No one knows its past. Every time it appears, it attracts many outstanding figures. Once you accidentally enter, there is no way to survive."

Zhou Qing said, "Of course I know. It's alright. The Bronze Immortal Palace is not entirely devoid of life. Someone once carved out a passage through it, which we can use to leave."

"There are such unparalleled masters, who did it?" Even in the supposedly dangerous Bronze Immortal Palace, Ye Fan still felt a surge of curiosity.

"It's the one I told you about before, the creator of the Undying Heavenly Technique, the supreme emperor who devoured kings with his mortal body and was an enemy of the world."

"It's actually this person?" Ye Fan was extremely surprised. He knew all too well how powerful this person was. The more he practiced the Undying Heavenly Art, the more he felt that this person's talent was astonishing throughout history.

If it were this person, perhaps it would indeed be possible to do such a thing.

The empty bronze hall was a void, seemingly endless, with no way out. The water from the lake did not flow in; it was a world unto itself.

Zhou Qing and Ye Fan walked forward while talking, and saw many corpses along the way. A few of them had names left behind, and they were all masters who could be recorded in ancient books.

After observing much, Ye Fan was deeply moved and asked, "Are there really immortals in this world?"

"Have!"

Zhou Qing's expression was calm, but the word contained an incomparably firm will, which even made the vast mist in the immortal palace tremble.

"Immortals certainly exist! Even if no immortals are seen in the world, so what? If no immortals exist, then I will become an immortal! Thus, I will be the greatest immortal in the world!"

The surrounding murky matter became increasingly active, like a chaotic churning, but with Zhou Qing's suppression, the two did not encounter any danger.

A thunderclap seemed to rumble in Ye Fan's heart, causing him to stop in his tracks, utterly astonished.

Since there are no immortals in the world, I will become one; thus, I will be the greatest immortal under heaven.

Is this the aura of the Divine Lord? Even a glimpse of it is astonishing.

In the past, when he was cultivating in the Zhou family, he had always heard that the God Lord was unparalleled, and even the holy sons of other holy lands were inferior to him, but he never really understood him and rarely had private exchanges with Zhou Qing.

In this situation, there was a hint of private communication between them. For someone who had just embarked on the path of cultivation and had not yet fully devoted himself to it, such determination was truly unimaginable.

Suddenly, the bronze hall trembled, and a tremendous force, like a galaxy falling or a star field withering away, exerted an immense pressure that made people feel suffocated.

Inside the bronze hall, a chaotic mass of matter churned violently, blurring and engulfing the two figures with overwhelming force.

This is a primordial power, like the beginning of the universe, when heaven and earth were just formed. Stars shone brightly, chaos was violent and unstoppable. If the two were submerged, they would surely die.

Zhou Qing gave a soft shout: "Suppress!"

A portal shrouded in surging chaotic primordial energy appeared in the bronze hall. Anyone who saw this portal felt as if they had seen the source of chaos.

The chaos surging into the bronze hall suddenly stopped and remained still.

However, Ye Fan discovered that they were no longer in their original location, and two portals had appeared in front of them.

There are also more than a dozen skeletons here, shimmering with a luminous sheen, like gold and stone. There are also some final writings here.

"I have a heart of immortality, long sealed by worldly troubles. When will the dust be cleared and the light shine forth, illuminating countless mountains and rivers?"

This statement reveals a grand vision, but also a sense of helplessness and despair, filled with regret and loneliness.

Besides these, there are several other final works, all traces left by outstanding figures of yesteryear, each pursuing the realm of immortality, as if becoming an immortal would grant them omniscience and omnipotence.

An absolutely invincible state.

Zhou Qing looked at it for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and left a line of words in a blank space.

"Immortals are not omnipotent, but the Dao is all-powerful!"

This line of text, written in a vigorous and elegant style, seems to transform each character into a deity, exuding a grand, majestic, and supreme aura.

As soon as he wrote that sentence, he felt as if a gaze was looking at him from an unknown place, but upon closer inspection, he found nothing.

But Zhou Qing was a man who didn't believe his keen senses were just an illusion.

The emperor is still alive, and the more I know, the more troubled I become. Everything is an unknown.

The two gates in front of them, one a yin fish and the other a yang fish, merged into one, transforming into a tai chi symbol.

"die!"

These are large characters carved on the black, dark fish-shaped gate; they are extremely ominous and exude an astonishing demonic aura.

"pregnancy!"

These are the large characters carved on the white Yang Fish gate, very peaceful and exuding an aura of tranquility.