Several people were thinking in their hearts and quickly disappeared from the spot.
It didn't take long for him to appear where Wang Fan left.
However, this place was empty, and there was no trace of Wang Fan.
"Where are the people?"
They were all a little confused and a little unwilling.
I quickly explored with my mental power, but unfortunately, I found nothing.
On the other side, Wang Fan had no idea that he was almost surrounded by people.
Those who appeared at his previous location were not in the early stage of Heavenly Realm God, but in the middle stage of Heavenly Realm God.
With so many people together, if he attacks with all his strength, even if he doesn't die, he will still be in some trouble.
At this time, Wang Fan had quickly penetrated deep and once again reached a place where the divine energy was rich.
He found a seat and sat down, and was about to practice, but his expression changed slightly.
"Save me, save me."
A faint sound came into my ears.
He looked intently and saw a vague figure.
The man seemed to be shrunk by chains, and his whole body was imprisoned.
However, when Wang Fan tried to look more carefully, he could no longer see anything.
"Hallucination?"
Wang Fan was a little confused, but soon he stopped thinking about it and started practicing quietly.
The Imperial Palace Divine Spring was opened, and he only had three months to do so, so he had to race against time.
Here, every time wasted is a blasphemy against opportunity.
an area.
It's eerily quiet here.
A monk who could not recognize his gender was locked here.
His limbs, throat, and even his head were all locked with chains.
And the other side of those chains all extended into a pool below.
The mist rose in the pool, and the rich divine energy spilled out, providing energy for the chains.
Every time the monk moved, it was extremely painful and difficult.
At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head, his face changed slightly and said, "Someone is coming? Could it be that another hundred years have passed?"
His voice was extremely hoarse, and as he spoke, he also sent out a signal for help.
Unfortunately, no one responded at all.
"Hey, it's too weak, too weak, and the distance is too far. Damn Shen Wushuang, you have imprisoned me for so long, but don't give me a chance."
The monk murmured, his voice hoarse and extremely terrifying.
But soon, he became depressed again: "Hey, over the past few hundred years, the monks who have entered this place have become more and more useless. Is the Divine Emperor Palace in such decline? If this continues, how long can I persist?
A hundred years?"
His voice was very bleak, lonely, unwilling and helpless.
Even he himself has no idea how long he has been locked here.
It’s been a long time anyway.
Over the years, he has tried to escape more than once, but he simply couldn't.
The chains that locked him were made of top-notch magic weapons, and the other side was curled up on the spring of the Imperial Palace.
With a steady supply of divine energy, he simply couldn't escape.
He wanted to move, to break free, to make some big noise to attract the attention of the monks who entered.
It's a pity, but it is powerless.
He was so weak now that he almost had no strength to even move.
"Shenxu, Divine Emperor City, Divine Emperor Palace, Shen Wushuang, okay, okay, I hope you can imprison me until death."
The monk murmured unwillingly again and soon fell into silence.
Wang Fan didn't know what was going on over there. At this time, he had fallen into a state of cultivation again.
This time, his cultivation speed was faster and he absorbed divine energy faster.
Endless divine essences swarmed in, and his whole body was like a bottomless pit, absorbing those divine essences continuously.
The divine energy in the body roars, circulates around the sky, and finally merges into the Dantian.
Even every inch of skin and every cell is frantically absorbing those divine essences.
Not only is his cultivation rising rapidly, but his physical body is also constantly being strengthened.
In the blink of an eye, another few days passed by in a hurry.
It has been almost two months since Wang Fan entered this place.
His current cultivation level has almost reached the peak of the third level of Heavenly Realm God, and there is only a few steps left between him and the fourth level of Heavenly Realm God.
Wang Fan still has no intention of stopping cultivation, and is still absorbing and improving his cultivation.
At the same time, he was constantly moving his position, getting closer to the place where the divine energy was rich.
Because every time he practices for a period of time, all the divine energy in the surrounding world will be absorbed. If he does not change positions, it will be really difficult to continue.
At the same time, many of the other monks who entered together had already absorbed enough and could no longer continue.
No matter how much divine energy you have, if your body can't absorb it or support it, it's all in vain.
Once you absorb it forcefully, you will only burst yourself.
Of course, everyone is a god in the heavenly realm, and they have absorbed it to the point where they are saturated and about to explode. This shows how rich and terrifying the divine energy here is.
In one area, Gan Shenzi reached his limit and stood up directly.
His eyes sparkled with cold light, and he said in a low voice to the people around him: "Let's go hunt down the early stage of the Heavenly Realm God of the Right Protector Faction."
When the people around him heard this, they did not refute, but followed behind.
In addition to Qian Shenzi, the Great Elder Faction and the Right Protector Faction also have many early-stage Heavenly Realm Gods and even middle-stage Heavenly Realm Gods, all of which have reached saturation.
Except for a very few of those people who left, most of them began to look for people from hostile factions.
The Divine Spring of the Imperial Palace is not only a place to gain opportunities, but also a place to hunt the strong.
This is within the rules.
at the same moment.
The Flowerless Goddess also stood up, completely saturated.
She felt that if she continued to practice, her body would really explode.
"He should still be practicing. I'd better not disturb him and get out quickly."
The Flowerless Goddess glanced deep into the depths, then quickly retracted her gaze, thinking in her mind.
After nearly two months of practice, she was still very satisfied with her progress.
From the time he first entered the Heaven Realm God, he has reached the second level of the Heaven Realm God, and his cultivation has been completely stable.
If this were placed outside, it would be simply unbelievable.
Let alone two months, even if it takes two hundred years, it will not be easy for her to be able to cultivate to such an extent.
"Now, there should be many people who have stopped practicing. They may be hunting other people. I have to be careful."
The Wuhua Goddess is an extremely vigilant person and is very clear about many rules of the Imperial Palace.
She murmured again, no longer staying, but instantly used her physical skills and disappeared like a ghost.
However, although the Flowerless Goddess was alert enough, she had already made up her mind to go out.
But as fate would have it, she didn't go very long before she was stopped by someone.
"Flowerless Goddess, what a coincidence."
In front of her, a mid-level Heavenly Realm God and two early-stage Heavenly Realm Gods looked at her, with sinister smiles on their lips.