The ancient altar stood silently in the void, and at the top of the altar, a thin figure sat quietly like a rock.

His body was slightly cold, and even his snort was weak and inaudible, if it weren't for the faint ability to detect the presence of a trace of qi.

I'm afraid anyone would think that he is just a lifeless corpse in front of him.

This strange place, without any sound, is as silent as a remote corner of the long river of time, no one can detect it, no one can reach it.

On the altar, the thin figure suddenly trembled slightly, and the closed eyes slowly opened.

His black eyes were as black as night, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyebrows looked a little helpless and puzzled.

"It's always failing. ”

Lu Yan muttered to himself, this should be the fourth year of coming here, that is to say, he has been cultivating here for four years.

And in the past four years, except for the first year when he just began to refine his spiritual power, the remaining three years have been trying to condense the Imperial Palace, and there is no surprise that he has failed.

Although he is constantly looking for the reason for his failure, even this self-finding is quite perfect now.

But for some reason, the condensed Imperial Palace was always in vain, and it didn't make De Lu Yan feel it at all, as if it had entered a certain level of special feeling.

"Why did I fail, my spiritual power is already extremely condensed, why can't I condense the Imperial Palace in the Sea of Spirit. ”

Lu Yan frowned, his eyes kept flickering, but his eyes were confused and confused.

After thinking about it like this for a long time, he still didn't have much of a clue, so he could only sigh and close his eyes slightly, ready to try again.

However, just as he wanted to continue trying, he was suddenly slightly stunned, and then his gaze was to look at the stone slab in front of him, where there were some interlaced marks, and it seemed that someone should have drawn it casually.

The scratch was quite rough and simple, just a speck of traces, and then there were several deep marks cut directly from above, as if the speck had been completely destroyed.

Lu Yan looked at these casual traces, shook his head in disappointment, and closed his eyes again, but after a while, he opened his eyes violently and looked at those casual traces again, with some surprise in his eyes.

This spot, which looks somewhat similar to the sea of spirits, is destroyed by the traces of this crossing.

Could it be that the Imperial Palace is not transformed by the sea of spirits, but to completely destroy it, and it cannot be reborn and cast, which is broken and established?

Lu Yan's heart beat violently, first break the sea of spirits, what kind of joke.

The sea of spirit is innate, and once it is destroyed, it will cause the soul of the soul to pass away, and even he can't afford that kind of consequence.

If the spiritual sea is broken by then, and he can't condense the imperial palace, not only will the spiritual power cultivation be wiped out, but it will even damage his sanity, and it is not impossible to become an idiot.

Even Lu Yan's heart hesitated a little at this price, but faintly, he felt that this might indeed be the true avenue to the Imperial Palace Realm.

Is that broken, or not? This question really stumped Lu Yan.

Lu Yan's eyes changed rapidly, and he was obviously struggling in his heart, and after such a long time, he finally took a gentle breath.

The palms of his hands clenched violently, and in his dark eyes, there was a touch of determination.

If you don't have great perseverance, how to achieve great ability, and how to surpass the emperor.

Having made a decision in his heart, Lu Yan did not hesitate at all, his eyes were closed, and his heart moved, and he came to the sea of spirits.

At this time, the sea of spirit was like a small point of light, gently floating, and there were vast spiritual power fluctuations emanating from it.

Lu Yan stared at that point of light, and his heart moved, and the vast spiritual power in the sea of spirits actually contracted at an extremely alarming speed at this time.

In just a few breaths, all the spiritual power was in the spiritual sea, turning into a spiritual power ball only the size of a human head.

This ball was like substance, and its surface was as bright as a mirror, but the terrifying fluctuations in it were enough to tremble even if it was a peak powerhouse who had survived the two Holy Tribulations.

And when this compression reached the extreme, the spiritual power ball suddenly trembled rapidly.

Immediately, the surface of the sphere began to shatter, cracks spread out, and devastating beams of light quietly shot out.

When that beam of light is extremely strong, it is like a bright sun, rising from the sea of spirits.

Then, the wave of destruction swept away, and the sea of spirit completely exploded.

Lu Yan's body trembled wildly at this time, the sea of spirit exploded, and the spiritual power in it also poured out like a tide.

Lu Yan endured the sharp pain in his mind, and hurriedly collected the spiritual power that had lost the restraint of the spiritual sea and became extremely violent.

At this time, if such a terrifying spiritual power was allowed to rage in his body, even if he was protected by the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Bone, I am afraid that he would have to be shattered.

The brilliant purple gold light swept away, and the Heavenly Desolate Dragon Bone in Lu Yan's body also sensed the danger, and it turned into a low dragon groan.

The purple gold light turned into countless purple gold dragons, like a dragon cover, besieging all those raging spiritual powers.

The two sigils also appeared at this time, enveloping the spiritual power impassable, and the light flickered, finally not letting the spiritual power get out of control.

Lu Yan was also extremely nervous in his heart at this time, the sea of spirit was now broken, and it was impossible for him to restrain his spiritual power like this all the time.

If they could no longer create a "sea of spirits", then the spiritual power would get out of control, and the spirit would dissipate with him, and he would suffer an incomparable blow.

However, although the situation is urgent now, Lu Yan has experienced too much life and death after all, so he did not panic in the slightest.

As soon as his mind moved, he began to condense it together just like he had manipulated the power of the spirit to condense the Imperial Palace in the Sea of Spirits before.

The vast spiritual power surged, and then slowly gathered, at this time, the spiritual power was like a liquid, flowing and moving, and between the outlines, it seemed that there was a prototype of an imperial palace quietly taking shape.

Under Lu Yan's subtle manipulation, the spiritual power began to improve the countless steps of the imperial palace little by little, but this kind of project was obviously extremely vast.

Even with Lu Yan's ability, it would take a long time, but fortunately, Lu Yan was already in retreat now.

In this kind of place, there will be no one to disturb him, otherwise, once the spiritual power is out of control, it will be really a bit serious......