In the dim water, the elongated human ginseng spirit moved with the eerie noise, resembling a ghostly land.
Suddenly, Breaking Body Sword Qi erupted within Duan Yun.
The Sword Qi ford a barrier, standing between him and Feng Ling'er.
Without hesitation, Feng Ling'er's Red Face Sword moved slightly, also spreading Sword Qi in front of her.
By this ti, countless ball-shaped mud masses were already rushing towards them.
As these mud balls encountered their Sword Qi, they instantly exploded into swirling lightning.
Even though the two used Sword Qi to block most of the lightning, their hair stood on end regardless.
At this mont, the spherical lightning had ford a sea of electricity, crackling spectacularly in the water.
Duan Yun, forming a two-finger gesture, shot out Breaking Body Sword Qi to break open a path, and he and Feng Ling'er followed this crack downward.
His perception of the Pain Blade Seed had initially grown increasingly strong, indicating his proximity to the other party. However, the sudden surge of the ball-shaped lightning sea disrupted his senses.
Yet, as he continued to descend, these lightning entities gradually diminished.
These things were sowhat like a rainstorm, always arriving in bursts.
At this point, in his perception, the vibrations of the Pain Blade Seed were becoming more and more apparent.
This indicated their increasing proximity to the Thunder God and Mother.
Suddenly, Duan Yun looked towards the unknown above.
The Room Pupil Technique cleared the muddy vision in the water, and he vaguely saw the outline of a building above.
He quickly swam in that direction, and with a splash, the two had erged above the water.
By this ti, the building's appearance was very clear.
Half subrged in the water, half in the mud, it was a palace forged from tal.
From here, the tallic luster emanating from its surface was still visible.
This sudden appearance of a palace at the bottom of the cliff filled Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er with a sense of fear.
This fear was instinctive.
Human fears are varied, many originating from the unknown, others from disparity or irrationality.
And this palace evidently belonged to the latter category.
It's like renting a villa for a vacation, and accidentally opening a door to find a tomb inside.
This palace evoked that kind of feeling.
This cliff's bottom, a place perhaps untouched by humans for countless years, was expected to be desolate, devoid of even insects.
Yet now, there was a palace here.
A palace constructed from tal.
Duan Yun had previously conversed with Mo Sect Elder Li Dakan, discovering that many crafts in this world, including carpentry and tallurgy, surpassed his expectations.
At least they were significantly more advanced than a typical ancient-styled world.
However, the craftsmanship of this tal palace was extraordinarily high.
Even the Mo Sect, masters of construction, would struggle to create sothing of this level.
Because the entire palace appeared seamless, or at least with no visible joins, looking like a unified whole.
The specifications of the Thunder God and Mother's palace were exceptionally high indeed.
Such a fine thing truly should belong to this young hero!
Duan Yun gazed at the building, touched his brow, and said, "It's inside."
Feng Ling'er's hand had already grasped the sword hilt.
Facing such a scene, the Red Face Heroine was still sowhat tense.
Because whether it was the human ginseng spirit in the mud and the ball-shaped surroundings, or this mysterious and bizarre tal palace before them, they exceeded her imagination.
She even secretly pinched herself hard to confirm this wasn't a dream.
Ever since entering the cliff bottom, she felt everything experienced was like a surreal dream.
This palace had only one large door.
The door had a slight gap, the only visible one they could see.
Duan Yun approached the gap, allowed the Breaking Body Sword Qi to flow directly from his chest, and pushed forward, widening the gap in the tal door substantially.
Once it was wide enough for a person to pass, Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er entered inside.
The interior of the tal palace was also entirely made of tal.
The space here was not dark, as the walls and ceiling were embedded with twinkling treasure beads.
These beads appeared like eyes watching you, invoking a sense of discomfort.
This was a large hall, with a deep corridor to the side.
Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er walked along this corridor.
On the walls of the corridor, so characters appeared intermittently.
No, to be precise, they were symbols.
For they recognized none of them, unlike a Taoist's scrawling runes where you might recognize a few characters, these were unrecognizable, or rather, they felt devoid of any humane touch, as if they didn't belong to this world.
At this mont, the frequency of the gem above's flickering increased slightly, and Feng Ling'er looked up, as if the eyes were blinking.
Duan Yun had a similar impression, thinking to himself, "Are your eyes dry with all this blinking?"
Ahead, so tal sculptures appeared one after another.
Most of these sculptures were humanoid, but with unusual heads, as if wearing eye masks significantly larger than the eyes.
Honestly, Duan Yun thought they resembled the dark Tong Dawei sowhat, or reminiscent of the Sanxingdui bronzes he'd seen in his past life.
Duan Yun placed his fingers on a humanoid sculpture, explored it closely, and found it was indeed copper.
With his dual mastery of sword and saber, and the spoils from subduing demons, he had so insight into tal materials.
He could discern that this was indeed copper.
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