Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Wang Jiujian, the Grand Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, climbed up to the Ninety-Nine Heavens with gritted teeth.

He had seen the thunder sea phenomenon in the East Region three hundred years ago, and had personally experienced the mirror flower world of the Hundred Flowers God Emperor.

He had even seen the legendary Dark Star World, but no matter these man-made wonders or the uncanny work of nature, they seemed insignificant in the vast space he was in at the moment.

The flowing Milky Way! The ethereal Ninety-Nine Heavens! The Voice of the Saint! The Phantom of the Saint!

The complicated building standing above the Cloud Country simply exceeded his certain cognition of the world. Wang Jiujian, who had mastered certain ancient knowledge, clearly knew that the Voice of the Saint was not the epochal characters he knew.

This may mean that the origin of this space is far longer than he estimated.

When Wang Jiujian, the Grand Elder of the Divine Sword Sect, finally stepped into the Heavenly Palace Hall, he found three mysteriously dressed people with different auras sitting on three seats.

"You are the lucky one chosen by the Heavenly Palace. Congratulations on joining."

Yang Jian, who was sitting closest to the main seat, said calmly, as if he treated Wang Jiujian as a neighbor.

Ma Heng and Duan Shi looked at the newcomer who had just entered the Heavenly Palace without saying a word when Yang Jian spoke.

Wang Jiujian, who looked a little strange, did not shrink back. He walked to Yang Jian and asked with a smile: "This is really a wonder of the ancient times, a place of spiritual beauty that has won the creation of heaven and earth. I am afraid that there will never be such a place in the world again in ten thousand years. I am curious about what kind of power this Heavenly Palace you are talking about?"

"The Heavenly Palace is the Heavenly Palace. No matter how you forcefully explain it, you can't erase its existence. If I remember correctly, when you set foot in the Heavenly Palace, you should have the Heavenly Palace background implanted in your memory. What's the point of asking me this?"

Yang Jian, with a cold voice, said and stopped looking at him.

Wang Jiujian was a little surprised to see the other party's attitude. He instinctively wanted to use the power of the stars, but suddenly found that this space seemed to block his ability. This extreme weakening made Wang Jiujian feel a little apprehensive.

This place called Tiangong is too weird. If he, who has become a hands-off shopkeeper, gets involved with it, it may cause a lot of trouble. Thinking of this, Wang Jiujian did not look at the three people present but walked towards the outside of the Tiangong Hall with big strides.

But when he walked to the door of the Tiangong Hall, his whole body was stiff, and the raised leg could not fall down for a long time.

"This is..."

Wang Jiujian, with his eyebrows twitching, felt a very terrifying sense of crisis when he was about to step out, as if there was a ferocious tiger in his body ready to bite him at any time.

"Haha, who is the owner of this place? I, Wang Jiujian, have offended you, but I hope you will forgive me."

The three words "Wang Jiujian" were not uttered in the end. When Wang Jiujian's words fell into the ears of Duan Shi and Ma Heng, it seemed as if his name was deleted.

Mu Bai, who pretended to be Yang Jian, laughed meaningfully at this moment.

"Where do you think this is? You can come and go as you please. In the Heavenly Palace, not to mention you, even I have to accept my fate."

Mu Bai deliberately said these words in a slightly complaining tone.

Wang Jiujian said strangely after hearing this: "Who are you? Do you know my identity?"

"It doesn't matter if I know or not. This is not the point. You try it yourself today. If you can get rid of this Heavenly Palace that even the God Emperor cannot destroy, I am willing to meet you and bow my head in the future."

How could the shrewd Wang Jiujian believe what this strange man said? He walked around the Heavenly Palace three times and always felt that the sense of crisis was always lingering in his heart. This feeling was very uncomfortable, just like an old man who endured physical discomfort and had to work.

After walking around three times, he realized that this was an unsolvable problem and walked back obediently. When he passed a seat, he sat down as if possessed by a ghost. Then a god's code name suddenly appeared in Wang Jiujian's consciousness!

God code name Bodhi Patriarch!!!

The mist gradually dissipated, and Wang Jiujian's temperament changed drastically. If he had the temperament of an old naughty boy before, now he was solemn and dignified.

"Bodhi Patriarch... God's name code..."

Wang Jiujian felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. He wanted to get up and leave, but found that the seat symbolizing his God's name was firmly attached to him, making it impossible for him to move freely.

"Three friends, I joined this broken place, but do I have to restrict my personal freedom?"

The other two felt a little puzzled. How could this seat restrict their freedom of movement?

Yang crossed his hands andJian snorted coldly, and then explained part of the reason.

"You don't agree that you are a member of the Heavenly Palace in your heart, so you naturally can't leave your seat. As long as you agree and accept the code name of the god, you can move freely. Otherwise, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you will have to stay in your seat forever and be restricted in your movements."

Yang Jian's words were undoubtedly concise and to the point. He said everything he should say and didn't say anything he shouldn't say.

Although he was a little dissatisfied, Wang Jiujian, who had no target to vent his anger, had to calm down. After a few dozen seconds, the strong seat suction force really weakened a lot. After realizing that he couldn't leave in a short time, the old naughty boy Wang Jiujian let go of himself a little.

Looking at the other two masked men who didn't speak the whole time, he just wanted to speak and found that his voice and tone seemed to have changed a lot.

And with his eyesight, he couldn't see the figures of these people clearly, nor could he remember their heights. He could only roughly recognize the code name of each god.

"It seems that this time it is the four of us, the god codenamed Lei Gong, the god codenamed Donghuang Taiyi, the god codenamed Bodhi Patriarch, and me, Yang Jian, the god codenamed Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun. Now the party organized by me officially begins."

Mu Bai, who spoke his mind, used Yang Jian's shell to say a lot of things to pay attention to in the Heavenly Palace.

At the last moment, he slowly said: "I heard that the Shura Ancient Temple in the South Region appeared in the world and a young man who killed a strong man in the Sun Wheel Realm ran out of it. I am here to post a bounty of 5,000 points for all his information. Of course, if any of you encounter him by chance, you can also take him down, and I will give that person more points."