The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Ten years, for a warrior, is just a blink of an eye, just a period of seclusion.

Originally, Chen Fan, an outsider from Tianwu Continent, entered the Holy Demon Palace and set off a storm on the Demon Mountain.

However, as time passed, Chen Fan seemed to be completely annihilated in the Demon Palace, and many demon cultivators basically forgot about him.

In the eyes of many people, Chen Fan may have died in the depths of the Demon Palace, which is also the result they want to see.

Of course, many people have forgotten Chen Fan, but there are still people who remember him and even come to the Holy Demon Palace from time to time to see if there is any news about Chen Fan.

"It's been ten years. Chen Fan has been in the Holy Demon Palace for ten years, and there is no news at all. I wonder what his situation is now?"

Outside the Holy Demon Palace, Gu Ling, Cao Shi and several other people from Pingshan Demon Realm stood together, looking into the Holy Demon Palace.

Although they were demon cultivators from Wanmo Island and Chen Fan was a martial cultivator from Tianwu Continent, they all came from Pingshan Demon Realm after all. Moreover, Chen Fan had killed Mu Tianfang, who was at the second level of Wanxiang, with Tiangang Perfection. They had already recognized Chen Fan in their hearts.

While Gu Ling and others were sighing outside the Holy Demon Palace, Chen Fan finally walked to the end step by step and came to the demon door.

He pushed the door open, raised his feet, and stepped into it.

After entering the door, Chen Fan walked into another space.

He looked at everything in front of him, and there was no pressure before. In an instant, his body and mind relaxed. He took a deep breath and felt particularly comfortable.

The road before was too difficult to walk and extremely tiring.

At this moment, this open space, surrounded by ancient temples, the air was particularly fresh, as if it was a place outside the world, not like a place for demon cultivators at all.

"Is this where the first generation of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons lives?" Chen Fan said in his heart.

His figure flashed and walked forward. One ancient temple after another exuded an ancient atmosphere.

Chen Fan walked forward and entered an ancient temple. Naturally, there was no one here, but there were many jade slips in the ancient temple.

Chen Fan walked to the jade slips he collected, looked at the ancient characters below, and then his mind invaded them. The information recorded in the jade slips poured into his mind.

They were the classics of many magic sects, and they also recorded many things that happened in the early days of the Ten Thousand Demon Island. There were also cultivation insights, but they were from people in the magic world, not from the first generation of the Ten Thousand Demon Lord.

This vast space, the ancient magic temples, looked particularly old and simple.

Obviously, not only the first generation of the Ten Thousand Demon Lord lived here.

After looking for a long time, Chen Fan left the ancient temple and went to another place.

Soon, Chen Fan discovered a feature. The jade slips here could be read, but they were shrouded by a powerful law power, and he could not take them away.

Even if there was a treasure house here with countless treasures, he couldn't take anything away.

"Here is a treasure that cannot be moved."

Chen Fan's eyes flickered. Perhaps this is why the Wanmo Island can stand to this day and has never declined.

Perhaps, walking through this dilapidated Holy Demon Temple and coming here must be the real step into the holy land of the Demon Mountain.

Perhaps this place can be called the top of the Demon Mountain.

But although he couldn't take it away, Chen Fan didn't think it was a big deal.

Besides, if he could really take it out, would those high-ranking figures on the Demon Mountain let him take it away?

This treasure, I'm afraid, can't be seen and digested without a hundred years, let alone practice.

Of course, Chen Fan didn't have that much time to spend on it.

The power of his practice is already strong enough, and he even practiced powerful heaven-level martial arts. Ordinary martial arts can't really enter his eyes.

He walked forward all the way, passing through ancient temples, and suddenly his expression changed.

Then, he was seen going high up in the sky. When he reached a very high place, he looked down and at that moment, a ray of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that the holy land of this Demon Mountain was actually an ancient city.

Every ancient palace here may have been a place where a powerful person once lived.

With a flash of his figure, Chen Fan walked towards the front of this ancient city.

There are too many palaces here. If you look at them one by one, there is no end at all. You can only go to the core.

This walk took a long time, and he finally saw nine majestic Demon Palaces, which seemed to be the Supreme Ancient Palace.

There are nine eternal Demon Palaces on the top of the Demon Mountain, which just correspond to the nine Supreme Ancient Palaces here.

Obviously, the other eight ancient palaces on the top of the Demon Mountain are people with extremely high talents. They have also passed the test of the previous section of the road, entered this world, and obtained inheritance.

Chen Fan flashed and went to one of the ancient palaces.

This ancient temple was majestic and magnificent, with infinite power of demonic calamity shining, extremely terrifying.

If Chen Fan guessed correctly, this ancient temple should correspond to the Heavenly Demon Temple on the top of Demon Mountain.

Chen Fan's body quickly descended above the ancient temple, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying force suddenly appeared, and this ancient temple was shrouded by infinite power of demons, and endless power of laws shone, among which a series of terrifying powers bombarded Chen Fan's body, shaking him away.

Puff.

Chen Fan groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the overwhelming power below with horror, and continued to retreat upwards, as if he was worried that the terrible attack power would appear again.

Soon, the fluctuation gradually weakened, and it seemed that it would not erupt on its own.

Chen Fan was shocked. This ancient temple was actually guarded by a powerful force, which was different from the previous ancient temples.

Chen Fan's eyes flickered, looking for the source of this power.

His eyes moved quickly, and finally fell in front of the ancient temple, where infinite laws intertwined to form a terrible magic knife, the Heavenly Demon Knife.

Although this Heavenly Demon Knife was transformed by the laws, it had infinite power of the Heavenly Demon on it, which was inextricably linked and endless. Every strand of power contained the earth-shaking destructive power.

"This is..."

Chen Fan's eyes flickered. He looked at it and saw that in front of the nine ancient temples, there was a weapon intertwined with laws.

In front of the majestic ancient temple of judgment, there was a scepter, which was the judgment scepter symbolizing supreme power, holding the judgment of the Ten Thousand Demon Island.

An ancient palace filled with demonic energy, that is the Yulong Ancient Palace. In front of it is a Yulong whip made of laws, in the shape of a dragon, lifelike, as if holding this whip, one can control all dark dragons.

Nine ancient palaces, each of which is like this, Chen Fan was shocked.

"Nine supreme ancient palaces, nine symbolic magic weapons made of laws, perhaps, before these nine ancient palaces, there were real corresponding magic weapons, but later the inheritor came, took away the magic weapons, and obtained the corresponding inheritance..."

Chen Fan's brain instantly operated billions of times and calculated, and thought of a possibility.