Peng Yu and his party returned to Tiandang Mountain.

It was getting late at this time, and the spiritual cages of Huadeng Realm hung in the night sky.

"Let's go, go now. Sister Yu and Jiang Ling can go back first."

"No, we're going with you two."

When Xiao Muyu and his wife learned that Peng Yu planned to explore the Linghuang Palace at night, they strongly disagreed at first. However, they couldn't bear Peng Yu's stubbornness and had no choice but to go along.

If we don't keep up now, what will happen if these two boys sneak over one day?

Soon, the four of them arrived at the front door of Linghuang Palace.

In eight years, they had a certain understanding of the Linghuang Palace. Peng Yu visited the mausoleum on behalf of the God Emperor many times and had a complete understanding of the layout of the Linghuang Palace.

But the Linghuang Palace at night is a strange place that even the tomb-keepers dare not approach.

Even the guards on duty hid far away in the lighthouse and did not dare to approach the mountain gate.

"The security here is very loose, we can just go there."

Peng Yu stretched out his hand, and the powerful aura of the sky covered the four people like a curtain of light, and they walked into the main door with great swagger.

At that moment, he realized that he had passed through an invisible barrier.

The sky was blood red, and not a single light could be seen.

There are countless stairs at your feet, and at the end of the stairs stands a gorgeous imperial palace.

The solemn and solemn bells and bells slowly echoed between heaven and earth, and combined with the strange atmosphere of no light and no one, people couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Linghuang Palace? But something is wrong. It doesn't look like what we have seen during the day." Zhuan Yang stood next to Peng Yu: "Besides, Lingguang and the others did not come in."

…

After Xiao Mujuan and Jiang Ling stepped into the main entrance, Peng Yu and Zhuan Yang disappeared instantly.

"Sir!" Jiang Ling rushed forward, but couldn't find anyone at all.

"Didn't you notice any fluctuations in space?" Xiao Muju secretly wrote a note and sent it back to Simu Palace, and then called Jiang Ling to continue walking up.

The Yin Qi in the Linghuang Palace at night was thick, and even though the two of them had Tiangang cultivation, they saw bursts of biting chill.

"Let's go and pay homage to the Spirit Emperor first."

"Miss, do we have to go up now?"

"Of course. The two of them came in together. The reason why they can't be seen is because they are in another world." Xiao Mujuan: "After the ancestors become gods, the temples that worship them will turn into divine realms. Now, Kunhao and Zhuan

Yang has entered the divine realm."

"If we want to find them, we must sacrifice to the Spirit Emperor and step into the dark side of the Spirit Emperor Palace."

Although the night was cold and gloomy, the two quickly climbed up the white jade steps and arrived at the vestibule of the Linghuang Palace.

Huhu——

A gentle breeze blew by, like numerous figures walking in the palace.

No, there are indeed people.

From the corner of his eye, Jiang Ling glanced at the corridor on the left and saw two adults with pale faces standing there.

He subconsciously activated the Gang Qi, but Xiao Muyu immediately stopped him: "Don't mess around, this is the Linghuang Palace. All we can do is trust His Majesty the Linghuang."

Xiao Muju looked around and saw many people emerging from the vestibule. The pavilion, ancient well, cloister, and even both sides of the palace hall were full of people.

However, those people did not move, they just stood there quietly, like guards guarding the palace.

"Follow me." Xiao Muju was brave after all, and led Jiang Ling to the incense cauldron in the center of the vestibule.

Xiao Muju held three sticks of incense and offered sacrifices respectfully.

Suddenly, a golden light lit up, and the two disappeared on the spot.

And at the moment when the light illuminated, they saw the true appearance of those figures with the help of the light.

Those are clay figurine puppets!

…

Boom——

The black shadow rushed towards Peng Yu, and was instantly killed by Zhuan Yang next to him with thunder and fire.

Panting, he looked at the monster with a crow's head and human body at his feet, and looked behind the two of them.

The origin has disappeared, leaving only the blood boiling and ready to move.

Zhuan Yang asked dryly: "Are you sure you want to go up?"

"certainly."

Peng Yu took a step, and blood immediately seeped out from the gap, submerging the first step. Zhuan Yang quickly followed and saw the first step falling into the river of blood.

"It's too dangerous. This place is completely different from what we imagined. I can't detect Kunwu's divine power at all."

"That's coming too. Not only did I promise Emperor Li, but also because I practice the Immortal Technique of the Universe, the Emperor Ling's Mausoleum will definitely inspire me."

Peng Yu urged the Dragon Emperor Pearl and said softly: "At least, I want to find out the cause of the Spirit Emperor's death."

According to common sense, there should be no lifespan limit for the Spirit Emperor's practice of the Heaven and Earth Immortal Technique.

After opening up the world, Peng Yu instinctively sensed changes in his lifespan. His lifespan was the lifespan of the pure and turbid world. As long as the world lasts forever, even if it's one thousand or two thousand years, he can exist for a long time.

So, the Spiritual Emperor's cultivation level was only higher than his own, so why did he only live to be eight hundred years old in the later period?

Peng Yu didn't believe Emperor Li's so-called poisoning.

"Also, although I have only cultivated the second level of Qiankun Immortal Technique, I at least understand one thing. The Qiankun Immortal Body is incompatible with the Kunwu Holy Body. If the Spirit Emperor practices Qiankun Immortal Technique, it is logically impossible for him to hold it anymore

Kunwu Holy Body.”

This is why, eight years later, Peng Yu and Kunwu's divine veins have only increased from 20% to 30%.

Because the achievements of Qiankun Immortal Technique are suppressing the recovery of the Holy Body.

If Peng Yu reaches the third level and cultivates the true Qiankun Immortal Body, then the Kunwu bloodline will be further suppressed.

Zhuan Yang was silent and could only follow Peng Yu forward.

Although several monsters rushed down from the end of the stairs from time to time, they were easily killed by Zhuanyang's attack.

When the two of them reached the end of the steps and looked towards the Linghuang Palace, they fell into silence at the same time.

"Is this definitely the Spiritual Palace? Why is it so different from the Spiritual Palace during the day?"

In front of them, there was not just a palace of enjoyment, but a golden ocean full of lotus flowers. Palaces stood on the water. Although they could see the front hall of Linghuang Palace, there were countless palaces located in the distance.

"The number of palaces in the Divine Realm is dozens of times greater than the Spiritual Palace in the outside world."

The palace complex here is larger than the Heavenly Palace!

Wow——

The water waves rolled, and on a lotus in front, Xiao Mujuan and Jiang Ling appeared.

"Your Highness/Sir."

When they saw the two teenagers, they quickly walked down the lotus.

"Wait a minute -" Peng Yu didn't have time to stop him. He saw the lotus withered, the golden sea covered with blood, and countless crow-headed demons rushing out from the water.

Guagua——guagua——

The sharp screams pierced the eardrums, and the four people were in a trance, each using their own methods to drive away the crow demon.

After half a stick of incense, Peng Yu was the first to regain consciousness. He found that he and others appeared in a strange black forest. There were several forked roads ahead, and at the end of each forked road, there was a Spiritual Palace.

"Isn't this divine realm too weird?" Peng Yu activated the Four Rings of Kun and teleported away with the other three people.

But the next moment, he appeared in a desolate mountain. This was a desolate tomb, and every tomb was filled with terrifying spiritual waves.

Here, many martial saints sleep.

"Your Highness, we are still in the God's Realm." A red light flashed between Xiao Mu's eyebrows, and the dexterous swallow appeared automatically. With a soft cry, the four of them broke through the air and left.

The layout of the imperial mausoleum is similar to that of Tianling Palace.

However--

They did not return to the original vestibule of the Spirit Palace. Instead, they were pulled directly into the atrium at the moment of teleportation.

The blood cloud and demonic energy rushing toward their faces made the four of them unable to breathe.

Looking at the empty night sky in the north, Peng Yu's face darkened.

Still not out!

Still in the divine realm.

"But this should be the true body of God's Domain, right?"

The layout of the palace is the same as that of the Spiritual Palace in the human world.
To be continued...