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"Erase...erase it?" The little white-bone beast glared and said angrily: "Do you think I am the master of the pavilion or an immortal? Huh, erase it? That ghost is at the emperor level.

You are also proficient in all kinds of 'ghost ways', and the mark it leaves on you may not be erasable even if the Emperor who presented you to the court comes."

"So powerful?" Ye Xingchen's eyes narrowed, frowned, and said: "So, I can only be monitored by it all the time?"

"It's not surveillance, it's just perception." The little white-bone beast shook his head and said: "It left a mark. With its current cultivation level, it can easily find you even if you are thousands of miles away. Of course,

I don’t know if the atmosphere left by it in the Tomb of the Immortal King can be isolated..."

After hearing what the little white-bone beast said, Ye Xingchen nodded and said no more.

If at the beginning, he just guessed and suspected that the ghost painter had no good intentions towards him, now he is certain that the ghost painter must be plotting against himself, otherwise he would not have gone to such great lengths.

, leaving its mark and aura on his body, but the other party's cultivation and strength are much higher than his, so no matter how much he thinks about it, it will only increase his worries.

"Brother Ye, this place is still some distance away from the Tomb of the Immortal King. How about you go in and rest first?" Lin Chuxiong walked over and looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile and said.

"Okay..." Ye Xingchen nodded without being polite. Now that he was sure that the ghost painter had plans for him, he didn't want to get too close to him, otherwise, a strong man in the 'Emperor Realm'

If he suddenly breaks out and hurts someone, even though he has the Witch God Palace and the bronze glazed lamp on his body, there is no guarantee that he can block the attack of a master like the Ghost Painter.

‘Hu’, ‘Hu’, ‘Hu’…

The wind howled.

The Lin family's treasure ship was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, there were already more than a dozen sects. The ancient clan was left behind by them. The ghost painter's attention was always on Ye Xingchen when he saw him entering the cabin.

, no longer chatting with Lin Chuxiong, but asked someone to find a clean cabin and lived in it directly.

In the cabin.

Ye Xingchen sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, frowning as he thought about the ghost painter.

Being cared about by a strong man at the emperor level, let alone him, even a strong man like Lin Chuxiong would probably have a sharp edge on his back and become uneasy.

"Young... Young Master, the Witch God Palace has been completely refined by you, right?" The snow fox ran out, looked at Ye Xingchen with his head tilted, and deliberately licked its small lips, which was extremely charming.

"Well, what's wrong?" Ye Xingchen took back his thoughts and looked at Snow Fox and asked.

Hearing that Ye Xingchen had completely refined the 'Witch God Palace', Snow Fox's humane face suddenly showed a hint of excitement, rubbed his two little paws, and said with a little twitching:

"Young... Young Master, the most powerful magical power of our Snow Fox Clan was taken away by the Witch Palace Master. Can you, can you return it to me? If I practice that magical power, when I break through to the Star Emperor Realm

, if we encounter the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor again, even if we can't kill it, at least we will have the strength to fight."

"The magical power of the Snow Fox Clan?"

Ye Xingchen was slightly startled and said: "Inside the Witch God Palace?"

"Hmm..." Snow Fox nodded vigorously and said, "I remember that the Master of the Witch Palace brought the magical powers and secrets of many races and sects into the Palace of the Witch God."

"I'll look for it first."

‘Om’, ‘Om’, ‘Om’…

As soon as Ye Xingchen's mind moved, the Wushen Palace appeared. Seeing the Wushen Palace, the fragile body of the snow fox trembled slightly. Even the expression on the fox's face became unnatural, but the little white-bone beast beside him

, when looking at the Wushen Palace, the empty eye sockets actually became brighter.

He even licked his lips deliberately, as if he was coveting this Tianbao.

Boom!

Ye Xingchen's body shook, and all his bones made a crisp sound. He had already entered the Wushen Palace once and entered the palace with ease.

The Wushen Palace is very big.

In addition to the road leading to the deepest part, there are at least three to four hundred small rooms in the palace. They look small, but Ye Xingchen knows that this Wushen Palace is smaller than the small worlds in the Divine Capital City.

It is countless times wider. No one knows how big the space inside this palace is before opening the door.

"Medicine Palace..."

"Magic Treasure Hall."

"The Weapon Refining Hall, the Soul-nurturing Hall, the Prison Hall..."

Ye Xingchen took a quick look and saw that there were eye-catching plaques hanging on all the hundreds of rooms in the 'Witch God Palace'. As for the 'Prison Hall', 'Soul-nurturing Hall'... he was not interested, but when he saw

When the words "Dharma Treasure Hall" came out, he subconsciously walked over. Before he even got close to the door of the "Dharma Treasure Hall", he was blocked by an extremely powerful force.

"What a powerful force..." Ye Xingchen frowned and murmured secretly. He could vaguely feel that although this force was not aggressive, it was extremely terrifying. Even the Iron Feather Eagle Emperor and Ghost Painter

I'm afraid it's not an easy task for such a strong man to break in with brute force. He shook his head and said: "Is it prohibited? These powers should have nothing to do with the Wushen Palace. Wu Ling'er stayed here.

Yes, with my current strength, even if I spend one or two hundred years here, I may not be able to get in."

If you can't do anything, then give up.

Ye Xingchen didn't think much, and scanned the rooms one by one. Finally, he found the 'Heavenly Book Palace' that Xue Hu mentioned, and subconsciously walked over.

"Is there a restriction outside the Temple of Heaven's Book?" Ye Xingchen stretched out his hand and tried it. Sure enough, there was also a force blocking the door. However, compared to the restriction in the 'Magic Treasure Palace', the one here was much weaker. He didn't use any force yet.

The restrictions outside the Heavenly Book Palace were already showing signs of loosening. Ye Xingchen felt happy in his heart and hurriedly tried harder.

‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…

The soul power of the Star Saint Realm burst out from his body in an instant. In the Witch God Palace, even the invisible soul power was condensed into a tangible form. Seeing this scene, Ye Xingchen was stunned and speechless.

He laughed and said: "This Wushen Palace is worthy of being one of the top ten heavenly treasures. It can even condense soul power into shape."

His 'soul power' at the moment was like a pale white mist.

Although it is not much, it is extremely solid. If Wu Ling'er were present, she would probably be shocked. She is the master of Wu Shen Palace, so she naturally knows everything about it. Even if she is compared with Ye Xingchen,

Together, the soul power may have an absolute advantage in terms of quantity, but its intensity is not much greater.

You must know that Ye Xingchen was only at the Star Saint Realm, and she was already a land immortal at her peak...




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