Yang Ming couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

A sword that lasts forever may be invincible in the world, but people in the upper world are even more powerful.

From that beam of starlight, Yang Ming saw countless Dao patterns and Dao laws. The two were entangled with each other. Driven by the star power, they cut off the heads of gods like a sword cutting gold and jade.

"That's the star formation. Star magic has reached its ultimate level, far beyond the gods and dragon ancestors."

Yang Ming suddenly realized that he had heard such a blow in Han Yanxue's description. It was the last battle before Long Zu's death.

The same invincible appearance, but fell on the same moves.

Yang Ming was at a loss. What kind of existence is the upper world? Why do gods and dragon ancestors want to be enemies of the upper world, even at the cost of their lives?

"Sooner or later, I will reach this point."

Yang Ming suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Although the people in the upper world are strong, they cannot erase his indomitable belief.

Yang Ming looked towards the direction of the fallen god and said in a deep voice: "Although your swordsmanship is strong, it is not my swordsmanship. I will look for my own swordsmanship and find the truth of everything."

The space inside the Star Monument suddenly shook. Yang Ming looked up and saw that the stars in the sky were collapsing little by little, the earth was cracking, and huge cracks were like spider webs, extending in all directions.

"The Star Monument has completed its inheritance. I'm afraid this space can no longer support it."

Yang Ming thought for a moment, and his divine will immediately retreated from the Star Monument like a tide.

Han Yanxue was protecting him when he suddenly heard a banging sound on the Dao Xingchen Monument. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he found fine lines cracked on the surface of the stele.

She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the star tablet. With a cry, the entire star tablet seemed to be weathered, turning into a handful of fine sand that flowed through her fingers.

Yang Ming slowly came back to his senses, looked at the Star Monument and frowned: "It seems that the Star Monument can only be used once, which is a pity."

Han Yanxue chuckled and said, "What a pity. I don't know how many people envy your luck."

Yang Ming smiled and shook his head, looking deep into the Heavenly Palace, where a powerful wave of star power was spreading out from there.

Apart from Yang Ming and Han Yanxue, the only people who entered the Heavenly Palace were Jiang Chuxue and Yun Xiuchen.

But the fluctuation of star power in front has at least reached the level of an earth-level star refiner.

Could it be that Yun Xiuchen has already taken that step?

As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, Han Yanxue also noticed the aftermath of the star power coming from the air.

"At least he is an Earth-level Star Refiner. But Yun Xiuchen entered the Great Wilderness Mountains from the abyss, so it is impossible for him to have an Earth-level Star Refiner by his side."

Yang Ming quite agreed, but before seeing Yun Xiuchen, speculation was in vain.

The two people flew up, like two shooting stars, and disappeared in front of the Star Monument in a blink of an eye.

There are nine branch halls in the Xingchen Heavenly Palace. The last branch hall is the Tianbao Hall. In this hall, there are countless treasures left by the owner of the Heavenly Palace.

Yun Xiuchen was dressed in white clothes, with his hands behind his back. He looked at Jiang Chuxue arrogantly and said: "Jiang Chuxue, you are born with a Taoist body and should be used by me. In the future, you and I, fellow practitioners, will break through the heavenly steps and go straight into the sea of ​​stars."

, it’s no big deal.”

Jiang Chuxue's face turned cold and she said angrily: "Yun Xiuchen, you are just talking nonsense."
Chapter completed!