From the first glance of the phantom of the huge gladiatorial arena building that appeared during the opening of the Hundred Thousand and One Domains, Ye Chen had an idea in his heart that might sound a little absurd to others.

Once this idea is born, it will never linger again, and with Ye Chen's hours of observation and speculation, he has confirmed this idea in his heart. This One Hundred Thousand and One Domain is not so much a space with a special purpose opened up by the Spiritual Realm, but rather a realm of its own.

Having independent rules, it can even be said to have an independent consciousness, even if he is asleep, he can still change according to the established laws, this familiar feeling evokes a continent-wide Tianjiao event that Ye Chen participated in in the Void Continent when he was not yet an emperor, it was really an unforgettable memory.

At that time, Ye Chen was also moved to a special world like now, competing with Tianjiao from all over the continent, and deciding the strong through continuous fighting, which is no different from the current situation. At that time, Ye Chen thought that they were entering a closed small world, but it wasn't until Ye Chen stepped into the Emperor Realm and the level of contact continued to improve that he really understood that they were in an extremely powerful palace weapon, surpassing the existence of an artifact.

And now it seems to be a revisit, Ye Chen has every reason to believe that this is the world inside the spirit of a certain powerful palace-like weapon, if this is the case, then there must be some tasks similar to hidden challenges here, if the secret realm challenge is on the surface, then Ye Chen's current work to push open the city gate is hidden, basically no one will think of it.

That's what Ye Chen wants, according to his last experience, Ye Chen knows that if he can achieve this challenge, then there will be a large number of battle point rewards. What's more important is that there will be substantial material rewards, such as weapons, such as spells, and this is what Ye Chen values. For those unknown rewards, it's worth a try.

The crowd parted in the middle, making way for a direct path to the city gates. Everyone, both inside and outside the city, was watching Ye Chen's actions. When they found out that Ye Chen was coming towards the city gate, those trialists who were still in the city gate cave retreated one after another, for fear that Ye Chen would find them.

When he first entered the city, he didn't notice it, and when he was only about a fist away from the huge black iron gate, Ye Chen felt a sense of slaughter soaring into the sky, and his ears seemed to echo the sound of the battle between the two realms in ancient times, showing the meaning of ancient vastness. The depressions above the Black Iron Gate have not yet been restored to themselves, and they all tell the tragedy of the original battle.

"What does he want to do?" Someone wondered.

"Could it be? Just kidding, right? How is this possible? Someone spoke sluggishly, and he saw Ye Chen put his palm on the city gate.

There was a flurry of uproar at the scene. From Ye Chen's posture, they had already guessed what Ye Chen wanted to do, this move was too crazy.

"This ......" Yang Song swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, feeling his mouth dry, obviously shocked by Ye Chen's action.

"Is he serious? , not to mention that this city gate is open, even if you want to watch it, it is impossible to do it, this is something that more than a hundred cultivators can't do together! Lu Bo muttered. He thought that Ye Chen was far more powerful than he was on the surface. But there was still not the slightest possibility of pushing the gates open.

"Cut, I really thought I was invincible in the world. After defeating a few people, you feel like you can't go to heaven? Overestimate one's strength or oneself. At this time, the voice of the yin and yang strange who didn't know what was nesting in that corner reappeared, and mocked mercilessly. Ye Chen has let him be slapped in the face many times, and now that he has finally found an opportunity that he thinks he will never be slapped in the face again, he will naturally not give up.

As soon as the mean young man said this, he was hula. A large area was vacated around him, and no one dared to stand by his side anymore for fear of being implicated. At this moment, most people's voices are like this: "This person has clubbing in his brain, stupid, go out without medicine." Dare to offend that evil star, isn't this the birthday guy who thinks of his life and looks for death by himself? ”

Seeing this, the mean young man's face turned white, he just couldn't get used to Ye Chen's strength and he could only stand on the side weakly, so he was jealous so he made sarcastic remarks many times, and he dared to say this because he was standing in the crowd and would not be discovered. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to borrow a few of his courage, he was also one of the people who witnessed Ye Chen's murderous methods.

"Boy, it's you, it's you, I've put up with you for a long time." Yang Song's temper came up as soon as he could, he was blocked by Ye Chen and didn't look for him before, but now that he knows it at a glance, he has no scruples, three or two steps is to push away the crowd, and one punch is to knock this mean young man down.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong? If he could push open the gates, I would, I would eat the stone, and if it wasn't tender, you wouldn't be able to touch me. The mean young man said sharply and introvertedly.

"Less nonsense, I'm going to let you see if it's your mouth poison or my poison today." Yang Song rolled up his sleeves and planned to beat him.

"Why, don't you dare to bet? That means you don't believe he can do it? The mean young man spat out a mouthful of blood foam and said.

Yang Song's raised hand froze in mid-air, he was really embarrassed, he naturally believed in Ye Chen unconditionally, but in this matter, even he felt absurd.

"Okay, bet on it, remember your own words, and eat this stone." Yang Song carried a bluestone slab the size of a basin to the mean youth.

"You..." The mean young man was angry, he didn't mean that big before, but thinking that he would win this gamble, he didn't care, and agreed with a smug face.

The commotion on Yang Song's side did not attract Ye Chen's attention, and at this moment, his mind was all attracted by the huge black iron gate in front of him.

Gazing at this city gate, he seemed to feel the boundless hustle and bustle, it was a tragic battle, the black mist rolled into the sky, and the golden light dispelled all evil. In that tragic battle that I don't know when, even this treasure was half-crippled, and the machine spirit fell asleep, and it has been unknown for thousands of years, and it has never been awakened.

Suddenly, the boundless battlefield disappeared, and it calmed down in an instant, and Ye Chen's mind entered another world.

There was a lot of fog, and there seemed to be some behemoth sleeping in the center of the world, and that was where the machine spirit was!

"I am even the instrument spirit of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, who woke me up from my slumber." A voice full of vicissitudes of antiquity suddenly resounded.

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