Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 929 - Demon Palace Hall Legacies

For a martial artist, ten years felt like the blink of an eye—passing in a single session of secluded cultivation.

Ten years ago, Chen Fan, an outsider from the Tianwu Continent, entering the Sacred Demon Palace Hall had set off a storm on the demonic mountain.

Yet, as time wore on, his presence seemed to fade. Most demonic cultivators had all but forgotten him.

Many even believed that he had died in the depths of the palace hall, which just happened to be what they wanted to be reality.

While most dismissed him entirely, a few still remembered. Occasionally, they gathered outside the Sacred Demon Palace Hall to see if there was any news of Chen Fan.

Outside the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, Gu Ling, Cao Shi, and several other people from the Ping Shan Demonic Domain stood together, gazing into the palace hall.

“Ten years. Chen Fan has been in there for so long, yet there is still no word of him. I wonder if he’s alive.”

Unlike Chen Fan, they belonged to the Myriad Demon Islands, but they had come all the way here from the Ping Shan Demonic Domain together. Moreover, he had killed Mu Tianfang, a second-level Manifestation realm expert, with peak Heavenly Star realm cultivation—a feat they could not forget.

As they lamented outside, Chen Fan had reached the end of his path inside the hall. Standing before the demonic door, he pushed it open, stepped through, and crossed into another space.

Surveying the scene before him, Chen Fan felt the oppressive pressure vanish. Instantly, his body and mind relaxed. Taking a deep breath, he felt uncommonly free.

The path he had walked was grueling, draining both physically and mentally.

Now, he stood in an open space surrounded by ancient palace halls. The air was especially fresh as if it were a utopia. It did not resemble a place for demonic cultivators at all.

Did the first-generation Lord of Myriad Demons live here? Chen Fan thought to himself.

His figure flickered, moving forward. The ancient palace halls exuded an ancient aura.

Chen Fan slowly walked forward and entered an ancient palace hall. It was deserted, though a collection of jade slips caught his attention.

Approaching them, Chen Fan examined the ancient inscriptions. As his divine will connected to the jade slips, knowledge surged into his mind.

They contained records of demonic cultivation techniques, early events in the Myriad Demon Islands, and cultivation epiphanies. However, these recordings were from various demonic path experts, not the first-generation Lord of Myriad Demons.

The halls, though vast and ancient, hinted that this place had housed more than just the Lord of Myriad Demons in the past.

After spending some time examining them, Chen Fan left the ancient palace hall and headed to another place.

Soon, he noticed a peculiar trait: while he could freely read the jade slips, a powerful law enveloped them, preventing him from taking them away.

Even if this place held a treasure vault brimming with countless riches, none of it could be taken away.

“This place is a treasure that cannot be moved.” His eyes flickered as he realized how the Myriad Demon Islands had endured for so long without decline.

Perhaps only after passing through the dilapidated Sacred Demon Palace Hall and coming here could one truly step into the sacred grounds of the demonic mountain.

This was likely the true summit.

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Even though he could not bring any item away, Chen Fan remained indifferent. Even if it were possible, would the supreme figures of the demonic mountain allow him to?

The sheer volume of treasures here would take a hundred years to explore and comprehend, let alone cultivate.

Unfortunately, Chen Fan did not have so much time to pour into this.

The powers he was cultivating were already strong enough. He even cultivated powerful heaven-tier martial arts. Ordinary techniques or martial arts simply didn’t appeal to him.

As he moved past the ancient palace halls, his expression suddenly shifted. Rising into the skies, he ascended to a great height and looked down. His eyes sparkled with realization.

The sacred grounds of the demonic mountain was an ancient city.

Each palace hall here was once home to a powerhouse.

Without hesitation, Chen Fan’s figure blurred as he moved toward the heart of the ancient city. There were far too many palace halls to search individually—only the core area would hold what he sought.

After a long journey, he finally saw nine imposing demon palace halls, which were like the supreme ancient palace halls.

At the summit of the demonic mountain stood nine demon palace halls, mirroring the nine supreme ancient palace halls in this world.

Obviously, in the eight other ancient palace halls at the top of the demonic mountain, others had also passed the same test Chen Fan did, entered this realm, and obtained their legacies.

Chen Fan’s figure flashed as he headed toward one of the ancient palace halls.

Towering and majestic, it radiated the overwhelming might of the demonic calamity—its aura was utterly terrifying.

If his guess was right, this ancient palace hall probably corresponded with the Heavenly Demon Palace Hall at the peak of the demonic mountain.

Chen Fan quickly arrived in the sky above the ancient palace hall. Suddenly, his expression changed.

A terrifying force suddenly appeared. The infinite powers of the heavenly demon enveloped this ancient palace hall. The endless power of law shone and appeared, and streams of terrifying force struck Chen Fan, sending him flying.

Pfft. Chen Fan let out a low grunt and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He looked at the boundless power below in shock as he retreated upward, seemingly worried that the terrifying attacking force would appear again.

The fluctuations gradually subsided, revealing no signs of an active attack.

Chen Fan was appalled. This ancient palace hall was guarded by a powerful force, unlike those other ancient demon palaces.

His gaze flickered, searching for the source of this power.

His gaze shifted quickly; ultimately, it landed in front of the ancient palace hall. In front of it, infinite laws intertwined, forming a fearsome weapon—the Heavenly Demon Saber.

Though forged from interwoven laws, the saber radiated endless heavenly demon power. Each strand of energy brimmed with devastating, earth-shattering might, linked in infinite complexity.

“This is...”

Chen Fan’s gaze flickered. He scanned the area and noticed similar weapons in front of each of the nine ancient palace halls.

In front of the incredibly dignified Adjudication Ancient Palace Hall was a scepter. The Adjudication Scepter embodied supreme authority and the power to govern the judgments of the Myriad Demon Islands.

Near the ominous Dragonrider Ancient Palace Hall, a whip coiled with overwhelming sinister qi—the dragon whip. Shaped like a lifelike dragon, it seemed capable of commanding all Demonic Dragons of Darkness.

There were nine ancient palace halls, and each possessed such a symbolic weapon. Chen Fan was shaken inside.

His brain spun rapidly and made billions of calculations in an instant, and he thought of a possibility.

Nine supreme ancient palace halls, and nine symbolic treasures formed from the interweaving of laws. Perhaps there were once genuine treasures before these nine ancient palace halls, but their successors later claimed them, securing the corresponding legacies.