When he was still five hundred miles away from the palace, Zhang Ruochen was blocked by an invisible barrier and had to stop.

"Young man, this is not the place you should come. If you don't want to go through hell, just leave." The gatekeeper said calmly.

Xiao Hei also flashed over and said, "Why are you pretending to be mysterious? I want to see who you really are."

"Uh-huh."

Seventy-two formation flags flew out, instantly forming a mysterious ninth-level formation.

The ninth-grade formation was in motion, condensing into a holy sword that was ten thousand feet long, emitting billions of sharp sword energy, slashing towards the palace like lightning.

"Click."

A terrifying force was transmitted from the palace, directly causing the holy sword to shatter, and all the sword energy was instantly annihilated.

The ninth-grade formation also disintegrated in an instant, cracks appeared on some of the formation flags, and Xiao Hei himself also fell backwards.

But Xiao Hei didn't pay attention to this. He stared at the palace with his eyes full of shock, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruochen asked in confusion.

Xiao Hei said excitedly: "What he used was the power of God's Fall. Only by practicing the "God's Fall Sutra" can this kind of power be cultivated."

"The Meteor God Sutra" is one of the six great books in the Kunlun Realm. It is an untold secret of the Meteor God Island. Under normal circumstances, only the Meteor God clan can practice it.

In the Middle Ages, the Meteor God Clan was extremely powerful, with one of the most powerful people in the Kunlun Realm, the Death God Island Master, and the Thousand Bones Empress was also from the Meteor God Clan.

The Lord of the God of Death Island is so powerful that he can be as famous as the Ten Tribulations Wentian Lord, the Holy Monk Xumi, the Dragon Lord Ji Wang and other peerless figures. He has mastered powerful mysteries and has the power to kill the gods.

Unfortunately, since the Middle Ages, the Meteor God clan has retreated to Meteor God Island and disappeared. Many people have long forgotten their existence.

Only Xiao Hei was extremely familiar with the Meteor God Clan, and was able to find the Meteor God Island in the vast sea, and took Han Xue to accept the inheritance of the "Meteor God Sutra".

"Who are you? Why did you receive the inheritance of the God of Meteor Sutra? What is your relationship with the Meteor God Clan?" Xiao Hei asked eagerly.

Now it wants to rush into the palace more than Zhang Ruochen and find out the identity of the mysterious hermit. It involves the Meteor God Clan, so it has to take care of it.

"Could it be that the one who left behind the gate of hell is the owner of the God of Death Island?" Zhang Ruochen guessed in his mind.

The mysterious hermit said: "It doesn't matter who I am. Don't make trouble here and leave quickly."

Obviously, the gatekeeper was a little displeased with Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei's offense.

Zhang Ruochen was about to say something, but suddenly he had a feeling and couldn't help but turn his head and look towards the distant sky.

"What is that? A person?"

A blurry figure came into Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

She carried a sword on her back, stepped on the void, and walked, seemingly very slowly, but one step at a time, one step at a time, as if she was walking from the edge of the universe to the other side of the universe.

This figure is walking along a straight line, as if it is walking, enlightening, and searching for the truth and mystery between heaven and earth.

A huge star appeared in front of this person, blocking her way. However, before she could get close, the star was penetrated by an invisible force and spread apart. It was unable to reveal the direction in which she was going.

The slightest deviation.

Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled, and he vaguely sensed that what penetrated the stars seemed to be...a sword energy. However, when he sensed it carefully, it seemed that there was no sword energy at all. Everything seemed like his illusion.

In the Saint King Realm, Zhang Ruochen had already practiced the art of swordsmanship to great perfection and considered himself to have a deep recognition of the art of swordsmanship.

But now, he felt as if he didn't understand swords at all and was far from being exposed to the essence of kendo.

There was only one thing that Zhang Ruochen could be sure of, and that was that the other party must have practiced the "Wordless Sword Manual", but had already reached a state that he could not understand.

In the blink of an eye, the figure crossed the boundless void and entered the palace where the mysterious hermit lived.

"Roar."

At this moment, Xiao Hei suddenly howled, looking extremely excited, and rushed towards the palace desperately.

Strangely enough, at this moment, that obstacle no longer exists.

"Empress, is that you? I am Tu Tian, ​​don't you remember me?" Xiao Hei shouted loudly.

Zhang Ruochen immediately chased after him, with a strange expression on his face, and said: "Xiao Hei, your real name is actually Tu Tian, ​​hehe... wait, the Empress? You said she is the Thousand Bones Empress?"

Zhang Ruochen suddenly reacted.

"Although I didn't see her appearance clearly, I will never mistake the empress's temperament. She must be the empress. I know that the empress must still be alive." Xiao Hei became more and more excited.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly. Could that person just now be the legendary Empress of Thousand Bones? He was undoubtedly skeptical in his heart.

The Empress of Thousand Bones has disappeared for a hundred thousand years and entered the depths of the underworld. Even if she is still alive, how could she appear here?

It is obviously inaccurate to judge a person's identity based on temperament alone.
Chapter completed!