In the temple filled with gray mist, the rippling void slowly solidified, and the two vague figures manifested from nothing and stepped into this heaven and earth.

You Daojian stood in this ancient palace, his expression was slightly in a trance, if it weren't for the person behind him holding his arm with that powerful palm, I am afraid he would have unconsciously stumbled a few steps.

Although he is also a Martial King, compared to the Beginner Martial King and the Martial King of the Initiation Dao, there is a world of difference, and the matter of shuttling through the void has a much more profound impact on You Daojian.

Although You Daojian has been stepping into the royal realm for many years, with his peak technique, when it comes to speed, it may not be much slower than shuttling through space. However, the feeling of the vibration of the Lingtai Zhihai brought about by crossing the space barrier still made him very uncomfortable.

Moreover, he was in the aftermath of the First World War, and his spirit and spirit had withered to the extreme, and the king of the Dao who stepped into the air with a sword had a great impact on his mind. At this time, he was led by the person behind him, and stepped into this temple that exuded ancient majesty from the valley, and it was naturally difficult to keep calm.

As the feeling of being down-to-earth came, his expression gradually converged to the bottom of his eyes, looking at the mysterious mist shrouded around him, and the ancient stone pillars that supported the dome on both sides, he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

It was only with his movements that he felt the great power coming from behind him, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

He had indeed forgotten that at this time he was already involuntarily self-contained, and that the person who restrained him behind him was not like a knife against the flesh of a fish?

Although the palm wrapped in thick armor did not manifest in any disappearance, the hidden divine power in it was enough to blow his head when he moved slightly.

After calming down the churning state of mind, You Daojian's expression was not too flustered, and when he raised his head again, his expression was no longer flustered.

After all, he was an existence that had stepped into the royal road, and even if this series of encounters was somewhat unexpected to him, he was still able to calm down in the stormy seas, obviously worthy of his Dao heart that thought of heaven and earth.

In his eyes, this temple was obviously endlessly empty and vast, and the height of the dome had long exceeded a hundred zhang, and when he looked up, it was like a starry sky falling down at night.

There was a hazy gray mist surging above the ground and the surrounding void, but the mysterious mist did not give people much of a chaotic feeling.

Even if he didn't see the window in this ancient hall, the churning gray mist was not thin, but it was still not dim, and even if he kept scanning the directions, it was difficult to detect the light source in this temple.

Perhaps it was the gray mist surging between heaven and earth, and the mysterious patterns like creatures on the dome of the stone pillars exuding a soft luster.

From his point of view, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a long bronze table that exuded an ancient atmosphere.

This long table is a rare vertical arrangement, and it is full of mottled marks, which looks very old. On both sides of the long table, there seemed to be gray-white thrones standing side by side, and one after another gods were lined up on both sides, exuding an indescribable momentum of heaven and earth.

But on top of those thrones, there was a very thick gray mist, which obscured You Daojian's eyes and divine sense, and even the throne closest to him could not see its true appearance.

Suddenly, he felt a huge pressure on his body, as if he was going to press him down on the ground, making his face turn three points whiter.

Seeing the frantically surging gray mist around him, he realized that this terrifying coercion was not aimed at him alone, and seemed to cover the entire vast hall.

Suddenly, under this coercion, You Daojian realized what he had just done, and raised his head again, only to find that behind the bronze long table he had just seen, there was another black wooden table three inches higher standing on top of the head.

The wooden table exuded a pitch-black color, but it did not appear dull, and faintly, it seemed to give people the feeling that even the soul was going to be pulled into it.

Behind this wooden table, however, he could see the back of a towering throne, which was also shrouded in gray mist, but it was not as vague and unfathomable as the other thrones, and this throne, which was farthest away from him, the highest and the largest, was the most distinct.

Looking at the mysterious patterns on the throne, You Daojian's expression was slightly condensed, and he could feel that something was definitely engraved on the back of the throne, but he couldn't see it, because there was a figure on the throne quietly looking down.

A figure?

At this time, You Daojian suddenly shuddered, and he woke up like a dream. Ever since he stepped into the temple, he had scanned everywhere for the slightest pattern, but he had never noticed the existence of the throne.

Logically speaking, the supreme who should have been the most eye-catching was completely ignored by him. If it is an ordinary martial artist, it may be said that this is a mistake caused by the shock of the mood, but for a royal Dao, this is something that will never happen.

He had even looked at the long bronze table, looked at the eighteen thrones on either side, and noticed the throne above the chief, but he was blind to the man on the throne.

It could not be a coincidence!, but a mysterious force that affected him, making him directly ignore the existence on the throne. Who is this who can make a preoccupied martial king turn a blind eye to it?

You Daojian's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and after noticing his abnormality, he didn't lose his temper too much, and the horror in his eyes was immediately put away, and he was soon hidden in his heart.

And this imprisoned Martial King, regardless of the palm behind him to suppress him, raised his hand slightly, and used his only left arm to perform a junior salute.

"The younger generation travels to the Taojian, does not know the true face of the fairy mountain, trespasses on the mountain gate, and asks the seniors to forgive their sins. ”

He hadn't done it for nearly twenty years. Since reciting heaven and earth, gathering the Dharma, and stepping into the royal road, there are few people in this world who can withstand such courtesy from him.

Even in the face of a king who has entered the Dao, although he is not an opponent, few people are willing to completely turn their faces with a king, even if he is invincible, he is only commensurate with his peers.

But in the face of this existence above the god, he did not dare to call himself a peer. This is an existence that can deceive his divine thoughts, and even obscure the perception of the unity of heaven and man of a royal dao martial artist, this is an existence that makes all sword kings who step into the dao realm bow their heads.

Although he was not sure of his identity under the heavy gray mist, in the eyes of You Daojian, this existence sitting in the ancient temple and looking down on Zhou Tianhuan had far surpassed his understanding of the king.

Could it be that in this world, there are still existences that have surpassed the Nine Heavens of the Royal Road?

This thought had just been formed in his sea of consciousness, and it could no longer linger. A flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed, and he suddenly remembered something, the place he was standing in at this time was the northernmost edge of the Extreme North Land.

Although it is the burial place of the heroes, it is also a place where the opportunity is hidden.

In these endless years, there are remnants of ancient inheritance in the Northern Demon Domain everywhere, and there is an opportunity for the existence of the royal road to step out of the forbidden lock.

This ancient sect is based in this demon realm, You Daojian doesn't know how many years have passed, but from the ancient formations he saw after breaking through the mountain before, he can see the traces of time.

Although under the nurturing of that living spirit, the entire immortal mountain has signs of recovery, but the traces left by the long years have not been concealed.

The opportunity to step out of the royal road to the Nine Heavens?

You Daojian's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to raise his head to look up at the divine seat.

Don't look directly at the immortals, don't provoke the Supreme!