Inside the dark tower, after Li Hao’s brief adaptation, it suddenly seed to light up. This tower was not a sealed, narrow space; rather, it resembled a vast and boundless Chaos World.
Li Hao could sense the aura of many Tao Origins, floating around him, seemingly within reach.
As Li Hao was sensing this, suddenly, a glowing figure erged before his eyes.
"We et again. It’s been three years, and you’ve made quite so progress."
A gentle laugh echoed, and standing in front of Li Hao was Yuan Xinggang, his figure like a projection, with an illusory and ethereal feel.
Li Hao was taken aback, looking at him in amazent, quickly bowing his hands in salute, saying: "I have t the State Preceptor."
"No need for formalities, co with , His Majesty wants to see you."
Yuan Xinggang’s eyes flashed with complexity, lightly smiling as he beckoned Li Hao.
Li Hao was stunned, at this mont, His Majesty wanted to see him?
Yuan Xinggang turned and raised his hand, a phantom ripple appeared beside him, indicating for Li Hao to follow.
Li Hao imdiately flew towards him, and upon passing through the ripple, his view brightened sharply, revealing a majestic and luxurious palace, surrounded by dragon and phoenix spirits, emanating a terrifying aura, unexpectedly possessing remnants of King Realm level souls, coiling around the columns.
All around the hall, brilliant pearls were inlaid, and glass treasures emitted Chaos Dao auras, rely decorative items seeming like rare artifact refining materials.
Though this palace was majestic, it didn’t compare to the Imperial Palace Li Hao had seen earlier. At that mont, three figures were seated triangularly at the eaves inside the hall, with a chessboard in the middle.
Two were playing against each other: one was Shangguan Hong in golden armor, and the other was a middle-aged man with a magnificent deanor and extraordinary appearance, eyes seemingly containing sun, moon, and stars, profound and reserved, with a sinking power like ten thousand mountains.
At a glance, Li Hao recognized it was indeed Emperor Chu.
Yet at this mont, the other appeared seated casually on the ground in ordinary attire, wearing a comfortable black imperial robe, with unfixed buttons, long hair drifting naturally over his shoulders, looking relaxed and indifferent.
"Flying Star!"
With a crisp click, a chess piece fell, Emperor Chu raised his head, with a light smile on his face, looking at the National Marshal across:
"After a hundred years without practice, your chess ability has declined."
Shangguan Hong frowned at the chessboard, sighed after a while, and put down a chess piece. Although the chessboard seed to offer many possible moves at first glance, in their eyes, the outco was already apparent.
"It is His Majesty’s chess ability that has deepened."
Shangguan Hong shook his head.
Emperor Chu jokingly scolded: "In this aspect, you are still no match for Old Yuan."
Losing to Emperor Chu, Shangguan Hong was willing, but being compared to his old rival Yuan Xinggang, he was imdiately dissatisfied and said:
"As long as he doesn’t use underhanded moves, I cannot lose to him."
Yuan Xinggang listened, secretly shaking his head, but on the surface, he stroked his beard and smiled, thinking, ah, Xiao Hong, His Majesty wasn’t talking about Chess Tao, it’s just that you lost too obviously!
Emperor Chu smiled slightly, as if he had just noticed Li Hao not far away, turning his head to look.
Observing the ga from the side, Yuan Xinggang quickly responded, realizing what he watched wasn’t just the chess ga, but the person. He naturally called Li Hao and said to Emperor Chu:
"Your Majesty, this child has been brought here."
Emperor Chu nodded slightly, looking Li Hao up and down, saying: "With a re hundred years of soul life reaching this level, I heard that not long ago, the Heavenly Calamity Illusion Realm was found by the Heavenly Palace, and several highly gifted disciples were brought out from there, it seems to be a real treasure trove there."
Li Hao’s eyes flickered, knowing he was referring to the Source Saint and Divine King who walked out of the Illusion Realm.
But the latter half of the sentence was hard to fathom.
Emperor Chu said: "Haotian, isn’t it? There were too many people outside just now, so things I couldn’t say much. You said you’re not a direct disciple, so I wonder if the Heavenly Calamity Immortal Emperor’s direct disciples are still alive?"
Li Hao knew his background had been seen through. In the face of these ancient monsters, who had lived countless ages, it was too difficult to hide secrets, so he had no choice but to say:
"The status of a direct disciple is noble, I am not qualified to know their whereabouts, but after that ancient battle, I’m afraid they have all perished."
He did not ntion that the Soul Heart had not withered and that Elder Wang was searching, after all, he had not yet deeply engaged with Emperor Chu before him, and he could not gauge the weight of the Immortal Emperor’s inheritance’s allure in the other’s eyes.
Emperor Chu nodded slightly, sighed softly: "In that ancient battle, even the territory of our Yan Chu Immortal Dynasty was devoured, threatened by Ancient Demons beyond the Imperial Palace. Your soul life is only a hundred years, you must have just stepped out of that Illusion Realm, do you know the Demon Abyss Mountain beyond my Imperial Palace?"
Li Hao’s eyes grew increasingly tranquil, even deducing he had just left the Heavenly Calamity Illusion Realm. It seed there was no secret he could hide.
He shook his head and said: "I do not know."
"In the great war ten thousand years ago, Ancient Demon corpses were piled like mountains there, our Yan Chu barely avoided being swept away like other Immortal Dynasties by the Ancient Demons."
With calm eyes, Emperor Chu slowly recounted the once earth-shattering past, saying: "Now, after ten thousand years, we’ve finally recovered, possessing power to resist the Ancient Demons. You, as the inheritor of the Heavenly Calamity Immortal Emperor, are so young. In ten thousand years, the True Realm will surely witness your fa."
Li Hao remained silent, all the great figures he encountered regarded him highly, believing he would make a na for himself.
Yet he had honed his na into a sword long ago, and had no heart for pursuing fa.
Gaining fa for eternity would only leave future mundane people to argue over its height, utterly aningless.
"You say you’re not a direct disciple, so what kind of conditions are needed to beco one?"
Emperor Chu asked with great interest.
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