Wu Shattered Star River

This immortal talisman was given to Immortal Venerable Wu Yun by him. What does the shattering of the talisman at this moment signify? It means Immortal Venerable Wu Yun has encountered a major problem, otherwise, he wouldn't have reminded him.

What trouble could Immortal Venerable Wu Yun encounter?

Needless to say, the God Race and Demon Race have begun their attack. They probably can't hold on anymore and need his support.

But what can Jiang Han do by going down? He hasn't fully recovered yet, so going down wouldn't be of much use.

He finally made it to the seventh floor and stood before the Magnificent Void Palace. He's unwilling to go down like this without gaining anything.

He suddenly stood up and began circling the Magnificent Void Palace, searching for a way to enter.

Half an hour!

He decided to study it for another half an hour. If he still gained nothing after half an hour, he would go down. He swallowed a few healing pills to speed up his body's recovery.

He began to study the Magnificent Void Palace. This palace was a complete entity, with powerful immortal formations throughout. It was impossible to break it open with brute force. Daoist Sheng Xu was very strong in immortal formations, so this palace must also be a treasure.

Since it can't be broken open with brute force, he can only outsmart it.

Jiang Han observed for a while, then his gaze landed on the patterns on the palace walls and gate.

These patterns looked very beautiful and ornate, very distinctive, and seemed to possess a special charm, as if interpreting a principle of heaven and earth.

After observing for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Jiang Han quickly gave up.

These patterns might contain some profound principles, or they might hide a way to open the palace, but he didn't have time to decipher them.

Moreover, he wasn't familiar with immortal formations. Even if he had a few years, he might not be able to decipher them.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Jiang Han could only swing his fists and bombard the gate of the Magnificent Void Palace, punch after punch. He wanted to make one last effort to see if he could blast open this palace.

One punch, a hundred punches, a thousand punches.

The palace gate remained motionless, only a faint light would flash with each strike. Other than that, there was no movement at all.

Soon, half an hour passed, and Jiang Han reluctantly gave up.

His eyes flickered, and he hesitated in his heart, should he make one last effort?

Like bowing to Daoist Sheng Xu or something?

"Forget it!"

Jiang Han shook his head. This kind of supreme expert is proud in his heart. Asking him would definitely be useless. If he didn't meet his requirements, kneeling here to death would be useless.

"If bowing is useless, then I'll curse!"

Jiang Han stood in front of the palace gate, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He couldn't help but burst into curses: "Sheng Xu Daoist, what kind of thing did you set up? More than a million years, and no one has come up. I finally made it up, and you won't let me in, kid?"

"Is your inheritance going to be permanently sealed here? Or do you want to give your treasures to the God Race and Demon Race? You old geezer, you're going to piss off your father!"

After cursing, Jiang Han turned and walked towards the Pan Mountain Road. Since he couldn't get in, there was no need to waste time here.

The God Race and Demon Race must have started a frenzied attack outside. If he didn't go down, Immortal Venerable Wu Yun and Yu Xi might be in trouble.

"Buzz ~"

At the moment he turned around, a faint light suddenly lit up on the palace gate, and then the gate slowly opened.

Jiang Han's body flashed and he had already reached the entrance of Pan Mountain Road. He felt the fluctuations behind him, and suddenly turned around, his pupils shrank violently, his face full of disbelief.

He tried everything he could, bombed it for so long, and the palace gate didn't move at all. He didn't expect that after he cursed a few words at the end, the palace gate opened?

What's the situation?

Could it be that Sheng Xu Daoist is inside? He heard his insulting words and is preparing to retaliate against him?

"No, Sheng Xu Daoist died long ago, could it be... a wisp of remnant soul is left behind?"

Although the palace gate was slowly opening, Jiang Han didn't have a trace of joy in his heart, but was extremely uneasy.

If there really was a wisp of remnant soul of Sheng Xu Daoist, then he would be wiped out with a casual move. This one was the commander of the human race back then, and his combat power could be comparable to that of the Qing Emperor and Jade Emperor.

The palace gate slowly opened, but nothing could be seen inside, it was all hazy.

Jiang Han stood nervously in place, not daring to move. He was secretly on guard, fully defending, preparing to meet the coming storm.

"Whoosh!"

A cyan light suddenly shot out from the palace, its speed was terrifying.

Jiang Han had just seen the cyan light, and it had already flown in front of him. It was a cyan narrow saber, and the sharp cold air on the blade was soul-stirring, making Jiang Han's soul tremble.

"Here it comes!"

Jiang Han's body tensed up, he didn't hesitate at all, and punched towards the blade, trying to resist this saber.

"Boom!"

The saber slashed fiercely on his fist, a dull explosion, his fist burst with blood, and his hand bones were also shattered.

A violent force rushed into his body, and at this moment he felt the power in his body suddenly emptied.

"This..."

The cyan saber was repelled by him, but a storm surged in his heart, this saber was extremely strange.

The attack power didn't feel particularly strong, but this saber made him weak, as if a mysterious force entered his body, making him instantly extremely weak.

"What an evil saber!"

Jiang Han was secretly surprised, he quickly used the Thunder Sacred Body to restore the injury on his fist, his eyes fixed on the saber.

"Whoosh!"

The cyan saber seemed to be controlled from afar, and after being repelled, it flew in a circle in the air, and once again slashed through the air towards his head. His physical body was extremely weak at the moment, and he felt that he couldn't resist this saber.

"Wrath of the Demon God!"

He didn't hesitate at all, and directly released the Wrath of the Demon God.

Although his physical body was very weak, and releasing the Wrath of the Demon God would greatly damage his origin, if he didn't release it, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand this saber and would be split into two pieces.

"Boom!"

He released the White Injury Fist and slammed it fiercely towards the saber, a dull explosion, his entire arm was shattered by the saber.

Another strange energy entered his body, this time he felt that all the power in his body was drained. His body slumped on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"This saber... is too evil!"

Jiang Han's pupils shrank, how could he play this?

One saber emptied most of the power in his body, two sabers left him with no strength at all, how could he withstand the third saber?

"Whoosh!"

The cyan saber was repelled, flew in a circle in the air, and once again shot towards Jiang Han, slashing fiercely at his head.

"Get lost!"

Jiang Han released the War God bloodline, the purple blood in his body boiled, and a strange and unpredictable aura was released from his body.

He felt that his body had another strength, he roared and stood up, waving another fist and slamming it fiercely towards the cyan saber.

"Boom!"

A dull explosion, Jiang Han's other arm was shattered by the saber, this time not only the arm, but also his left shoulder was split open by a saber, and half of his body was gone.

This saber also had an evil force entering Jiang Han's body.

If he didn't even have the strength to move a finger just now, at this moment he felt that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Not only his physical body, but also his soul was extremely weak, like an old man whose oil was exhausted and his lamp was dry, and he might faint at any time.

"It's over!"

He sighed faintly in his heart, if he was slashed by another saber, he could only go to see his great-grandmother...

He couldn't do anything, lying in a pool of blood, he could only wait quietly for death.

"Whoosh!"

This time the saber was not repelled, it flew up, rotated in a circle in the air, and once again flew towards Jiang Han.

The biting cold air enveloped him, and Jiang Han seemed to have smelled the breath of death.