Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

"You're not concerned about your own injuries, and you're still thinking about immortal artifacts?"

Jun Wusheng grabbed Lin Qingyin's wrist and examined it before finally feeling relieved.

"It's just that my essence, energy, and spirit were consumed too much, and I couldn't recover to my peak state for a while."

Lin Qingyin didn't care.

"Quickly adjust your breathing."

Jun Wusheng released her wrist. She indeed didn't have any serious injuries. There were internal injuries, but they were almost healed.

It was estimated that her injuries were originally not light, but they were almost repaired. When she arrived here, she fell into an illusion, consuming a lot of essence, energy, and spirit, which made her face look very bad.

Lin Qingyin said "Oh" and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"Qingqing, don't go into that Emperor Palace yet.

Wait until the people from all the major forces have entered before you go in.

At that time, I will leave a mark inside.

Pay attention, and after seeing the mark, decide on the route.

Don't choose the same path as me, go separately, remember?"

"Remember, Little Martial Uncle—"

Lin Qingyin deliberately dragged out the last word, muttering, "An extra Little Martial Uncle out of nowhere, all he knows is to control me all day long, I'm so pitiful..."

Jun Wusheng ignored her complaints and turned to look at the front of the Emperor Palace.

There were still many immortal artifacts shuttling in the air, and people from various forces were still chasing and fighting for them.

However, the frequency of immortal artifacts gushing out of the gate of the Emperor Palace has decreased a lot.

"Wan'er, you don't have to follow me in, just wait for me to come out here."

After a while, the gate of the Emperor Palace no longer spewed out immortal artifacts.

The immortal artifacts outside either disappeared into the void, or were snatched away, and there were not many left.

At this time, Lin Qingyin's complexion had also improved a lot.

"Husband, go ahead."

Wan'er nodded lightly, instructing him to be careful inside the Emperor Palace.

Jun Wusheng used the Little Void Technique, quietly approaching the Emperor Palace.

He deliberately detoured, trying to avoid the locations of people from the major forces as much as possible.

Just as he was not far from the gate of the Emperor Palace, the mysterious power permeating from inside the Emperor Palace directly caused his Little Void Technique to lose its effect.

His figure instantly appeared.

The pupils of the people from various forces who were chasing the immortal artifacts suddenly shrank, and their eyes burst out with cold light.

At the same time, runes bloomed under Jun Wusheng's feet, leaving afterimages in place, rushing towards the Emperor Palace like a stream of light, passing through the gap in the gate of the Emperor Palace, and disappearing inside.

"Yuan Chu!

We worked together to open the palace gate, how dare you rush in first, you're courting death!"

The Holy Sons, Holy Virgins, and Kings among men of the various forces were furious, and their killing intent was blazing.

A large group of people, with considerable tacit understanding, almost simultaneously abandoned the immortal artifacts they were chasing, and rushed towards the Emperor Palace, passing through the gap in the gate and disappearing.

In front of the Emperor Palace, people from other major forces also followed in at this time.

Before, everyone was snatching immortal artifacts, and no one entered the Emperor Palace.

They were not in a hurry, but now, many people from major forces have already entered.

If they didn't follow in, wouldn't the treasures left by the Immortal Emperor inside the Emperor Palace fall into the hands of others?

The people from other small and medium forces were full of excitement.

It's still Yuan Chu.

As soon as he came, he attracted the attention of many powerful experts from major forces, chasing him into the palace.

The remaining major forces also followed in because of this.

Now, there are no more Kings among men from major forces chasing immortal artifacts outside the Emperor Palace.

In this way, they and others have the opportunity to obtain more immortal artifacts.

After snatching for so long, until now, many people have still failed to get their wish, and their hands are empty.

Some who have gained something have only managed to snatch one or two at most, and they are still the ones that the Kings among men from those major forces don't like.

Those people are too strong. As long as they set their sights on something, or they are nearby, no one from small and medium forces dares to approach, for fear of being killed casually.

......

At this time, Qingqing, who had been waiting for a long time, walked out of her hiding place, came to the front of the Emperor Palace, and entered the Emperor Palace.

Coming inside, the light suddenly dimmed.

This is a wide corridor, and the walls on both sides of the hall are as black as ink, filled with the aura of the underworld.

The Emperor Palace seemed a little gloomy, making people feel cold involuntarily.

Lin Qingyin walked along the dim corridor, all the way inside.

Along the way, she paid special attention to the ground and both sides, but did not see the mark left by Little Martial Uncle.

Until many forks appeared in the corridor ahead.

Arriving here, Lin Qingyin suddenly stopped.

The original single corridor now has many intersections, each of which is a corridor.

She counted, and there were actually forty-nine corridors.

"Which way to go?

I didn't expect that the road inside the Immortal Emperor's palace would be so complicated.

I don't know if there are dead ends among these roads.

If there are, choosing the wrong one may lead to eternal doom.

I'd better see if Little Martial Uncle has left any marks first..."

Lin Qingyin searched carefully, but didn't see anything.

"That's not right, since Little Martial Uncle said he would leave a mark, then there must be a mark left at the intersection."

After thinking for a while.

Lin Qingyin then operated the method of Tianyin Peak, and immortal power slowly spread out.

In an instant, a musical note mark appeared on the wall of a certain intersection.

The musical note lit up, and then jumped a few times.

At the same time, a voice entered Lin Qingyin's ears.

"You must not follow the path that Little Martial Uncle is taking.

The structure here is the art of Dayan, with a death gate inside.

Little Martial Uncle has chosen a life path for you, marked by two musical notes, remember to choose according to the guidance!"

When Lin Qingyin heard this voice, her eyes moved, and she really saw two musical note marks on the wall of a certain intersection.

Lin Qingyin immediately walked towards that intersection.

Just as she was about to walk to that intersection, she suddenly stopped, her moth eyebrows slightly frowned, "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

She looked at the musical note marks on the walls of the two intersections, looking back and forth between the two marks.

"Qingqing, what are you hesitating about, aren't you listening to Little Martial Uncle?"

The musical note mark sent out a voice again.

At this moment, Lin Qingyin's face changed drastically, her body tensed, and a jade flute appeared in her hand.

Immortal power surged from her body, and her eyes coldly scanned the surroundings, extremely vigilant.

"What are you, how dare you impersonate Little Martial Uncle to confuse this Holy Virgin, come out!"

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you, can't you even hear Little Martial Uncle's voice?

Little Martial Uncle said he would leave a mark for you, have you forgotten?

Why don't you quickly follow Little Martial Uncle's guidance?

There are still Kings among men from major forces behind, do you want to meet them?"

"What kind of evil are you, you can actually peep into this Holy Virgin's thoughts!"

Although Lin Qingyin has a girlish side, it doesn't mean she is naive.

"Qingqing, what's the matter with you, why would you suspect that Little Martial Uncle is not your Little Martial Uncle?"

The musical note jumped, and a somewhat angry voice came from inside.

"When Little Martial Uncle came in, the Kings among men from the major forces followed closely behind.

The distance from the gate of the Emperor Palace to here is not far.

No matter how fast Little Martial Uncle is, it is impossible to have so much time at this intersection, not only leaving a mark, but also leaving so many divine thoughts.

At first, I didn't think much about it, you used this Holy Virgin's trust in Little Martial Uncle, and almost deceived me!

Now that things have come to this, you are still pretending to be this Holy Virgin, do you think it makes sense?"

As Lin Qingyin spoke, she placed the jade flute horizontally on her lips.

"Hey, you actually found out."

The voice suddenly changed, no longer Jun Wusheng's voice, but a very sinister voice.

At the same time, the temperature here dropped sharply, making people feel cold and bone-chilling.

Lin Qingyin couldn't help but shudder.

She played the jade flute, and pieces of musical notes jumped out from the flute holes.

Beautiful music rang out here.

The melody was extremely moving, but at the moment when the musical notes jumped in the void, the killing instantly swept away.

The sound waves formed between the jumping musical notes spread in circles, sweeping away like water waves.

Many blurry black shadows appeared around, just outside the range of the sound waves.

There are special restrictions in this Emperor Palace.

With her Great Luo Immortal Monarch realm, the coverage of the sound killing power is also extremely limited, and the sound waves can only spread to more than ten meters around her body.

The strange black shadows around her wanted to pounce on her several times, but each time they were blown away by the sound killing power, making painful screams, but the sound waves seemed unable to cause substantial damage to them.

While playing, Lin Qingyin blocked the strange black shadows more than ten meters away, preventing them from approaching; while thinking about how to find the mark left by Little Martial Uncle.

She firmly believed that even if time was tight, Little Martial Uncle would definitely leave a mark for herself.

Since he said it, he definitely would!

There are too many intersections here, arranged with the art of Dayan. Once you choose the wrong one, you are likely to embark on a path of no return.

With Little Martial Uncle's ability, he can definitely see which road is the road to life and which road is the road to death.

The mark left by Little Martial Uncle should have been erased by that strange black shadow.

When Little Martial Uncle came here, didn't he find that there were monsters hiding here?

If Little Martial Uncle knew, would he have thought that the mark he left would be erased?

If he thought of this, would Little Martial Uncle use special means to make himself have clues to follow?

Lin Qingyin's mind raced.

Around her, the evil ghosts and shadows continued to impact, but they still could not break through the sound wave coverage.

It has already started using mental attacks.

Affected by Lin Qingyin, she only felt her sea of consciousness shaking, and in her mind, a harsh, eerie laughter suddenly sounded, cold and sharp, making her feel very uncomfortable.

She fully protected her sea of consciousness, resisted the mental attack, and at the same time maintained the playing of the music.

"Right, Dragon's Lament, Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, Immortal's Fall Sword Song..."

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyin immediately began to play Dragon's Lament.

The notes dancing from the flute holes transformed into a great dragon, shuttling through the area and emitting bursts of dragon roars.

Those demonic and evil black shadows were instantly blasted away by the sound-slaying dragon, but they quickly charged back.

Useless!

Lin Qingyin focused on every intersection, but Dragon's Lament could not find the mark left by her Little Uncle-Master.

She then switched to playing Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, but there was still no response.

"Could it be Immortal's Fall Sword Song?

If Immortal's Fall Sword Song also fails, should I choose a path and delve deeper, or should I just retreat from the Emperor's Palace?"

Lin Qingyin thought a lot, but she had no answer in her heart.

Without hesitation, she began to play Immortal's Fall Sword Song.

She was not proficient in this sound-slaying immortal melody; in fact, it could be said that she was very rusty.

This melody was extremely difficult to cultivate.

Over the years, she had found it difficult to even reach the stage of 'gaining initial insights'.

However, some time ago, after receiving Little Uncle-Master's interpretation, she had stepped into the realm of 'gaining initial insights' and could barely play it.

As for the effect, although it was far from ideal, if Little Uncle-Master used this song to leave a mark, it should be able to resonate.

Sound-slaying sword energy emerged, and the intent of Immortal's Fall Sword Song was vast and mighty.

Just then, she finally saw faint traces appearing on the walls of two intersections.

The moment those traces appeared, they actually attracted her Immortal's Fall sword energy.

Immediately, the marks at those two intersections glowed brightly.

They were two blurry sword imprints.

At this moment, they shone brilliantly.

The profound intent of Immortal's Fall Sword Song permeated from within the marks, and Lin Qingyin's spirit lifted, a radiant smile appearing on her beautiful face.

Based on the guidance of the sword imprints, Lin Qingyin identified the direction and headed towards that intersection, entering the corridor and delving deeper.

The demonic and evil black shadows behind her chased relentlessly.

They chased to the end of the corridor, in front of a pitch-black gate.

Lin Qingyin glanced at it and used her immortal power to impact the Dao pattern mechanism near the gate.

The gate rumbled open.

When she passed through the opened gate, the demonic and evil ghost shadows behind her suddenly stopped.

"Hehehehe—"

The black shadows emitted a strange laughter at the doorway, giving her a chilling feeling.

How could there be such strange things in the Netherworld Great Emperor's palace?

This was once the Immortal Emperor's palace.

Lin Qingyin couldn't understand it, but she realized in her heart that something terrible must have happened here.