Long Chen and Bai Shishi's expressions changed. Although they knew Lingxiao Palace had a time limit, they never expected it to happen so soon.
Bai Shishi had just finished comprehending two inscriptions on the second floor, and just as she reached the third level, she was about to finish.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the terrifying pressure within the third layer vanished in an instant. The tsunami-like roar stopped, and everything returned to calm.
"You still have three hours, don't waste time."
At that moment, the Hall Master stood up, actually giving up on continuing his cultivation.
"Hall Master,"
Long Chen and Bai Shishi both looked at the Hall Master. The Hall Master patted Long Chen on the shoulder:
"I tested that drop of your true dragon essence blood in the Immortal Script World. Your future is endless, so don't let it down."
After speaking, the Hall Master actually walked out, leaving only Long Chen and Bai Shishi on the third floor.
"Shishi, hurry up and comprehend it. Don't waste any more time." Long Chen said.
Bai Shishi nodded and walked straight to the bone stele in the center. When she reached the stele, an immortal script instantly lit up. Bai Shishi's delicate body trembled, and she instantly entered the world of immortal script.
Watching Bai Shishi enter the Immortal Script World so quickly, Long Chen couldn't help but smile. Bai Shishi's talent and comprehension were truly astonishing. Although her time was short, Long Chen still believed she would gain great rewards.
After the Hall Master left, Long Chen looked at the three bone tablets. The dragon clan experts had said his opportunities were all that lasted, and forcibly comprehending them would yield no further rewards. Although he was still reluctant, he gave up.
Some things, if they belong to you, are yours and not yours; forcing them will only bring you more loss.
"No need to dwell on it. These first-generation immortal scripts aren't primitive immortal scripts, and they're not even copied—they're just rubbings.
If you want to uncover the secrets of the Jiuli clan with them, that's impossible. So, don't act like you've seen the world." "The voice of a dragon clan expert rang out.
Hearing the dragon clan expert say this, Long Chen immediately felt a bit embarrassed. It was the dragon clan expert who understood him.
Since the dragon clan expert said so, Long Chen stopped hesitating and turned to head toward the second floor.
When he reached the second floor, Long Chen found that thousands had already gathered here, and Bai Xiaole was among them. What made Long Chen happiest was that Bai Xiaole's eyes had recovered.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in front of a stone tablet, with three-colored divine light swirling behind his head, six runes surging like a reincarnation eye, overlooking all living beings.
It seems Bai Xiaole's mother used secret techniques to help him recover quickly, so as not to delay his cultivation.
Bai Xiaole's mother was right beside him. She did not close her eyes to meditate, but quietly looked at her son, her eyes full of pride and affection. She was quietly protecting Bai Xiaole, and it seemed he had also gained considerable fortune.
Xia Chen, Guo Ran, Qin Feng, Qi Yu, Mu Qingyun, Luo Bing, and Luo Ning sisters also appeared on the second floor, but they didn't see Zhong Ling and Zhong Xiu.
At the same time, Long Chen observed that the disciples in the War God Hall far outnumbered those from Lingxiao Academy, and the aura released by the War God Hall disciples when comprehending was also far higher than that of the academy disciples.
Long Chen looked around the second floor, then walked to the first floor. When he reached the first level, his mood suddenly surged.
Inside the first level of the main hall, tens of thousands of disciples were contemplating. What excited Long Chen was seeing countless familiar faces.
It was the Dragonblood Warriors who had arrived. When Lingxiao Palace opened, Long Chen had someone deliver news to the Galaxy Sect, inviting all the assembled Dragonblood Warriors to come over.
Seeing the brothers sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes closed, Long Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of passion. Many of these brothers had never been seen before in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Long Chen roughly counted: there were over two thousand Dragon Blood warriors here. He could call out their names on every face. They were all true men who had fought alongside Long Chen countless times through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
However, they were all meditating, and Long Chen could not awaken them. Long Chen walked out of Lingxiao Palace and saw that outside the palace was already packed with people.
These people were still adapting to those barriers. Although they knew Lingxiao Palace was about to disappear, they still refused to give up.
This is the cruelty of the path of cultivation. Strength is everything. Often, opportunities are right in front of you, but you lack the strength and can only watch opportunities slip away without any solution.
Many times, working hard and improving yourself is just so that when opportunity comes, you can hold onto it tightly, so you can change your destiny.
Lingxiao Palace had three hours left before disappearing, yet Long Chen appeared early. This was a proposal from a dragon clan powerhouse. According to it, the Cloud Dragon Claw he displayed in the Immortal Script Space was actually a power that bordered the virtual and the real.
When Long Chen left the Immortal Script Space, it was still quite difficult to perform it outside, because the external laws of heaven and earth would alter the power of this move.
While everyone else was still comprehending, Long Chen needed to hurry and consolidate this move, so that if he thought he had mastered it, it would be troublesome if he tried to use it later.
Long Chen left Lingxiao Palace and rode off alone. While he was searching for a place to cultivate, countless monsters emerged from their respective locations.
Ancient powers each have their own foundation, and this foundation is just like the Lingxiao Palace of Lingxiao Academy.
They also have their own immortal scripts and Dao scriptures, as well as their own inheritance treasures. This is why, once the Saint King Assembly begins, all the major races and factions flock here so frantically.
From the chaotic era to now, countless forces have risen and fallen, and many legacies have been severed. The Saint King Assembly is their only chance to continue the legacy.
Saint King Prefecture is a sacred force, protected by the power of the Heavenly Dao, unaffected by rise and fall. Any legacy left here will be preserved.
Unless that legacy has been completely wiped out and their sacred land disappears, as long as the Saint King Prefecture exists, those declining forces still have hope of revival.
As the countdown to the disappearance of the sacred land began, more and more prodigy monsters emerged from the sacred land, howling to the sky and shouting loudly, beginning to declare war on the entire world.
Clearly, they had all achieved tremendous progress in their own sacred lands, brimming with confidence and unprecedented fighting spirit.
As time passed, more and more powerful figures emerged, and terrifying auras soared into the sky. It was as if they were displaying their divine might and proving their determination to seize the title of Saint King.
"Rumble...
Three hours passed. The massive Saint King Continent trembled, and in the center of the state, a vast sea split open, and a massive arena slowly rose.
As the arena appeared, vast chaotic energy radiated out, bathing the entire world in divine radiance.
At that moment, all the living beings in Saint King Prefecture erupted, and people exclaimed excitedly, "
The Saint King Assembly has finally begun."