Fantasy: The Clan Chief Lies Down, His House Is Full of Emperors

After Xu Qingzhou clearly saw the situation around him, his eyes widened in disbelief and horror.

Because there were many tall buildings around him, cars came and went on the street, and pedestrians were chatting and laughing, it was like a modern urban scene before time travel.

Xu Qingzhou stood in front of the traffic light, wearing an inexpensive suit and carrying a knock-off briefcase.

This gave Xu Qingzhou the illusion that he was just an ordinary white-collar worker and had never traveled through time, and that everything he had experienced before was just a dream.

Xu Qingzhou stared blankly at the surrounding high-rise buildings and pedestrians for a moment before letting out a sneer.

"This illusion is so realistic."

Xu Luo had previously stated that the entire palace was under the domain of the laws of Princess Jiang Hongye of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Due to her slumber, the laws were completely disrupted, which could lead to many strange phenomena.

Xu Qingzhou just didn't expect to encounter this situation.

Xu Qingzhou remained resolute and quickly realized that this was an illusion.

"Since we're already here, let's savor the moment."

Xu Qingzhou took a step forward.

"Beep!!"

A truck suddenly appeared and rammed straight into Xu Qingzhou, its horn blaring loudly.

Xu Qingzhou calmly looked at the truck that was so close at hand.

"Whoosh..."

The truck instantly transformed into countless red petals, which fluttered through the air.

The modern cityscape of skyscrapers and bustling traffic vanished in an instant.

Xu Qingzhou stood in a huge square, feeling deeply regretful, with the bright moon hanging overhead like countless stars.

"This place is truly amazing."

Xu Qingzhou randomly chose a direction, and his figure instantly turned into a blur and disappeared.

Everyone who enters the palace encounters different situations.

Some are illusions, in which you fight demons or compete against someone who looks exactly like you.

Some people encountered real-life scenarios, appearing directly in a volcano crater, a deep pool, or on the branches of a towering tree.

Xu Muge was even more special; not long after he arrived, he encountered a bald man.

This person is none other than Cheng Hui, who is ranked below him on the Heavenly Pride List. He previously defeated twenty-three demonic cultivators at the Duanshan City Martial Arts Arena, and Xu Muge was also present at the time.

"Greetings, Benefactor Xu."

Xu Muge cut to the chase and asked, "What brings you to my door?"

"This humble monk is at the ninth level of the Heavenly Palace and ranks twenty-second on the Prodigy Ranking. Benefactor Xu is at the seventh level of the Heavenly Palace, yet he ranks above me. This makes this humble monk quite curious about the Immortal Body and I would like to experience the wonders of the Immortal Body," Cheng Hui said slowly.

Xu Muge smiled with relief.

Just as Brother Luo said, Buddhist disciples only practice Buddhism; it doesn't mean they have Buddha in their hearts.

The concepts of being free from desires and having a pure mind are just empty words.

Xu Muge could tell from his expression that a fight was inevitable.

"Happy to accompany you."

Cheng Hui didn't hesitate at all and went all out. In an instant, he transformed into a tall and strong golden Arhat, his body radiating golden light, which was extremely dazzling.

One punch.

"Boom!"

The enormous fist, like a golden mountain, slammed down on Xu Muge with unparalleled force.

Xu Muge dodged.

"boom!!"

The fist smashed directly into the ground, creating a huge crater hundreds of feet deep, causing the ground within a radius of dozens of miles to tremble violently.

Xu Muge, holding a cyan longsword, stood in the air, exuding an otherworldly aura like a banished immortal, and swung his sword.

"Whizzing!!"

A sharp sword intent instantly spread out, filling every inch of the surrounding space.

Immediately following, sword shadows flew out and fell from the sky, densely packed, like water falling from a celestial waterfall.

Cheng Hui stomped his feet on the ground and glared angrily.

"Clang clang clang!!"

The sword shadows struck Cheng Hui like a storm, producing a series of crisp sounds, like the forging of iron.

In an instant, Cheng Hui, who had transformed into a golden Arhat, was engulfed by the rain of swords, which even completely obscured the golden light emanating from his body.

"go with!"

Xu Muge's long sword flew out and instantly transformed into a giant sword a thousand feet long. The giant sword descended from the sky, tearing through space and arriving above Cheng Hui.

"boom!!"

Cheng Hui had no way to avoid it. At the last moment, he clasped his hands together and caught the giant sword above his head, but the giant sword was still slowly falling.

Cheng Hui felt an endless stream of power coming from the giant sword, as if he were carrying a towering mountain.

"Boom!"

Cheng Hui was pressed down by the giant sword, his entire body was forced into the ground, and he was still falling.

It's unknown how many tens of thousands of feet the giant sword squeezed Cheng Hui into the ground.

Sudden.

Cheng Hui and the giant sword disappeared underground and appeared high in the sky.

Xu Muge was taken aback.

"This place is indeed peculiar."

While sighing, Xu Muge suddenly struck out with a palm, attacking from both above and below.

Upon noticing the palm print below, Cheng Hui panicked and hurriedly shouted.

"Master Xu's skill is superior; this humble monk concedes defeat!"

Xu Muge replied, "What did you say? The wind is too strong, I can't hear you."

You think you can just start a fight whenever you want, or admit defeat whenever you want? It's not that easy!

"boom!"

The palm print slammed into Cheng Hui's feet, and under the double pressure, the giant sword hanging above his head was only inches away from his head.

Left with no other choice, Cheng Hui gritted his teeth without thinking and emitted a strong golden light from his body.

The next moment, Cheng Hui, his breath weak and his face pale, dodged the attack from both the palm print and the giant sword.

Without saying a word, he used his escape technique and disappeared into the sky.

"His strength isn't that great, but his escape techniques are quite impressive."

Xu Muge grinned, sheathed his longsword, and turned to leave.

Similar battles frequently occurred in the palace, some stemming from pre-existing grudges, others from encountering treasures and fighting to seize them.

At this moment, Xu Qiufeng also encountered someone, which made him feel both sad and happy.

The good news is that this means his method of destroying the array's core and breaking the seal was successful. Someone has entered, and he now has a chance to leave.

To his dismay, the man looked at him with an unfriendly expression.

This man was broad-shouldered and burly, with two golden wings on his back. He was the pride of the Golden Winged Tiger Clan, a descendant of the ancient mythical beast Qiongqi. He was only slightly weaker than Jin Kui, possessing the cultivation level of the fourth level of the Heavenly Palace.

He sized up Xu Qiufeng.

"Such a weak human dares to come in and fight for the treasure? Which faction are you from?"

It wasn't that he looked down on Xu Qiufeng or was deliberately mocking him; it was simply that Xu Qiufeng's cultivation level was too low. He was only at the peak of the Primordial Spirit realm and hadn't even reached the Heavenly Palace yet.

Xu Qiufeng replied, "I come from the Jiuli Dynasty."

"Nonsense! The Nine Li Dynasty is not that weak at all!" the Golden Winged Tiger Clan prodigy retorted angrily.

"The more you dare not speak, the more it proves you have something to hide. You'd better confess honestly before I eat you up!!"

Seeing that the other party was hostile, Xu Qiufeng turned and ran away.