They carefully bypassed the bright silver puppet guard, passed through the corridors of the inner sanctum, and finally came to the central hall of the palace.

The hall was empty, with an altar in the middle. The altar was ten feet high, carved with a large number of mysterious runes, and on the top of the altar was a coffin made of azure ice jade.

Looking at the material of the ice coffin, it should be a thousand-year-old ice jade, which is not only hard, but also can keep the body from being damaged for a long time. Through the thick blue ice jade, you can even faintly see the figure of a tall male monk in golden armor lying inside.

Around the altar, there are eight abrupt jade-colored dragon pillars, which are very dazzling.

An arm-thick golden chain stretched out from each jade-colored dragon pillar, fiercely penetrating the ice coffin, locking this black ice jade coffin to the altar, and one of the golden chains even penetrated the body of the man in the hall, adding a bit of fierce aura to this hall out of thin air.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw this ice coffin, he seemed to understand a little.

The mysterious pressure he felt when he entered the palace came from this ice coffin.

The figure lying in the ice coffin should be the body of the True Emperor High-level Cultivator Wuyan, who dominated the Boundless Immortal Cultivation Realm back then. Except for this legendary Wuyan, no one is qualified to lie in this 10,000-year-old Xuanbing jade coffin.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel shocked, this Wuya was already dead, just this incorruptible body, but it could still exude such a suffocating aura, which was incredible.

It's just that Yuwen Zhouyuan is still a little puzzled, the east and west in this hall can be seen at a glance, except for this ice coffin, which is extremely valuable, there is no spiritual treasure.

Li Zhanqiang, Yu Haiqing, and these high-level True Yuan cultivators, what are they doing here? Do they want to take the ice coffin away?

Even if you have this idea, you have to have the ability to break the golden chain. He didn't think they had what it took to break the golden chains of the secret art.

If this ice coffin was so easy to take away, it would have been taken away by the predecessors a long time ago, and it would not be their turn for these people to do it. Obviously, they didn't come to this Boundless Palace Palace for this ice coffin. So what are they trying to do?

Yuwen Juyuan cautiously looked at the situation around the hall.

The middle of the hall was empty, and there was nothing extra except for an altar, an ice coffin, and eight jade-colored dragon pillars with chains.

However, there is a row of steps at the back of the hall, and down the steps is an inlaid throne on which sits a golden puppet guard.

This golden puppet guard was only as tall as a normal man, wearing a sword at his waist, sitting majestically with his eyes closed, without any movement.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the golden puppet guards on the throne on the side of the hall, his eyes shrank sharply, the puppet of the real person in the later stage, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly stunned, relaxed his tense nerves, and laughed at himself: "It's all a broken waste puppet, they won't move, there's nothing to worry about." ”

Yuwen Juyuan turned around and looked towards the altar again, but he felt uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

The monks stood respectfully under the altar, looking up at the ice coffin on the altar and the boundless flesh inside the ice coffin, with complicated expressions.

True Emperor Stage Cultivators, in the immortal cultivation realms such as Dongyang, Fengyun Continent, the Sun Never Sets, and the Land of Three Regards, there has been no such an unrivaled immortal cultivator for a long, long time. Even if they were dreaming, they didn't dare to hope that one day, they would be able to become a true emperor monk.

In fact, the only small extravagant aspiration they dared to have was to become a real monk. Even such a small extravagant hope, after one or two hundred years of hard work, or even at the cost of one's life, may not be able to achieve it.

When the physical body of such a True Emperor monk appeared in front of their eyes, the complicated taste in their hearts could be imagined.

Reverence, envy, resentment...... These complex emotions were spinning in their minds, but in the end they turned into a sigh, and they didn't know what kind of talent and chance they needed to become true emperor monks.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

"You're coming......" a humming metallic voice echoed abruptly through the palace halls.

The monks were startled and looked around, their eyes resting on the steps on the north side of the hall, and listened to the voice, which came from the throne on the steps north of the hall. I saw the golden puppet guard sitting on the throne, and the golden helmet moved. For some reason, the ruby red on its eyes lit up and shimmered.

"The younger generation of the Boundless Cultivation Immortal Realm Dongyang Sect Master, the True Yuan Great Perfection Cultivator Li Zhanqiang, meet Your Majesty the Boundless!" Li Zhanqiang's face showed joy, and he bowed to the ground respectfully, kowtowed to the golden puppet guard, and said.

Li Zhanqiang's sentence "Lord Wuya" almost didn't surprise Yuwen Zhouyuan, and several other True Yuan monks who came to this Wuya Palace for the first time, and the True Emperor Monk Wuya is still alive?!

Yu Haiqing and the others who had come to this Boundless Palace True Yuan high-level cultivator were not surprised, but fell to the ground one by one.

"The younger generation has no end to cultivating in the immortal realm, and the true Yuan Great Perfection monk Yu Haiqing has come to see His Majesty the Boundless. ”

"The younger generation is the Boundless Cultivation Immortal Realm Zhengyuan Sect, and the True Yuan Nine-Layer Monk Hong Zhengzhi is in the right place, and I will meet Your Majesty the Boundless. ”

"The younger generation of the Boundless Cultivation Immortal Realm cultivator, the True Yuan Eighth-Order Cultivator Hu Renfeng, pay a visit to His Majesty the Boundless. ”......

Yuwen Zhouyuan and their new monks were clever, whether it was true or not, they hurriedly followed and bowed and reported their names.

In the world of cultivating immortals, where the strong are respected, it is usually difficult for a True Yuan Monk to even see a real monk, and it is a supreme honor and ...... to be summoned by the True Emperor Monk Great chance.

Even if it is a true monk, he is willing to pay any price other than his life, just to be summoned by the True Emperor monk. As long as he can get a small reminder from the True Emperor Monk, it is enough to outweigh his decades or hundreds of years of penance.

Yuwen Juyuan suddenly understood.

Li Zhanqiang, Yu Haiqing, and these high-level True Yuan cultivators have always been secretive about this inner palace, and they never mentioned the specific situation of the inner palace on the way here. They passed through the passage that was opened once in forty or fifty years, passed through the dangerous Nine Shadows Fire Prohibition, and ventured into the Boundless Palace, the real only purpose was to meet the Boundless and seek that opportunity.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was in a state of confusion, thinking about the whole thing quickly, trying to sort out the clues.

The Boundless Immortal Cultivation Realm was broken by the monks of the Three Realms of Dongyang, Fengyun Continent, and the Sun Never Sets. Much of the underground palace was also destroyed, with only a small portion of the palace preserved.

Wuya's body is still lying in the ice coffin, and it stands to reason that Wuya died early.

But what is surprising is that the Golden Puppet Guardian puppet can make a sound.

This golden puppet guard is a high-level puppet made by Wuya, and it is impossible for anyone else to command it except Wuya himself.

Wuya should still be alive, at least he can command this golden puppet guard.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the golden-clothed monk lying in the ice coffin of the altar with a strange expression.

"Li Zhanqiang, this emperor remembers that you were here last time,...... Now that you have once again passed the test of the Iron Guard in front of the palace, you will have the opportunity to pay a tribute to the Emperor. What kind of tribute did you bring this time, and you want to present it to the emperor. The golden puppet guard's eyes flashed red, staring at Li Zhanqiang under the main hall, and hummed.

"Your Majesty, this is a sacrifice from the younger generation. There are precious raw materials collected by the younger generations for more than 40 years, five pieces of thousand-year-old Xuanmu iron crystal, a thousand-year-old chicken blood spirit stone, ten rare Xuanqing Zhuguo, and a 3,000-year-old Poria cocos,...... and ten medium-grade spirit stones of each series. ”

Receiving the inquiry of the golden puppet guard, Li Zhanqiang hurriedly took out a large storage bag from his arms and held it up with both hands.

The other monks next to him all looked at Li Zhanqiang in surprise.

The total value of these items sacrificed by Li Zhanqiang was at least more than 500,000 lower grade spirit stones, which was extraordinary. These items, ordinary True Yuan Cultivators spend their entire lives, and they are afraid that they will not be able to collect a small part of them. Li Zhanqiang wants to dedicate them all to Wuyan.

However, as long as they think about the purpose of Li Zhanqiang's coming here - to break through the bottleneck of real people, they are relieved, compared to the real people's avenue, this tribute is not much.

If you can pay these tributes to get a pill, I am afraid that any immortal cultivation sect will rush to send countless treasures here.

With a move, the golden puppet guard took in the big storage bag, opened it, took out one of the Xuanmu iron crystals and glanced at it casually, seemed to be quite satisfied, put it away, and looked at Li Zhanqiang with a cold red light.

"So what do you want from the Emperor?" the golden puppet guard asked.

"Cultivator Dan!" Li Zhanqiang's face was flushed, he was extremely excited, and his voice trembled.

The Cultivator Pill is the best auxiliary pill to hit the bottleneck of the real human stage, and it is more than ten times stronger than the real person pill, if it is not for the poor chance, it is basically to advance to the real human stage if you take one.

Although the real person pill is called the real person pill, it is just the probability that it can increase by up to 30% in the promotion to the real person period.

Although there are not many real pills in the world, there are still them after all, but they are just a little more expensive, but there will always be opportunities to buy them in the market, Yuwen Zhouyuan currently has two in his hand, and this cultivator pill can't be bought, it is a legendary pill!

This is all the possessions that Li Zhanqiang can take out, and it is also where all his hopes lie. The last time he came here, he didn't bring enough tribute, and he missed the opportunity to get a chance.

As a True Yuan Monk, he now has more than 170 years of life, and in about 30 years, he will run out of life.

If there is no cultivator Dan in these thirty years, and he can't advance to the real person, then he is not far from death. He couldn't wait for the next time the Boundless Palace opened, and then come to offer tribute. In other words, this is his only chance to get it. Only by knotting Dan can he greatly extend his lifespan by more than 300 years.

The golden puppet guard shook his head and said, "I don't have a cultivator pill here, refining a cultivator pill requires an elixir that is extremely difficult to obtain, this requires an alchemy master, and it is impossible for this underground boundless palace to have these." Besides, your bag of goods can't be exchanged for a single pill of cultivators. ”

Li Zhanqiang's face was bloodless in an instant, as white as snow, and his eyes were full of despair.

He had painstakingly collected enough money in the past forty or fifty years just to be able to get that glimmer of chance in the Boundless Palace, but this last glimmer of hope was also dashed.