Jun Xiaoyao had guessed that the Bronze Immortal Palace would be perilous, but he never expected to encounter such danger the moment he stepped inside.

The chaotic mist seemed to surge from the depths of the universe, causing stars to fall and all things to fall silent.

However, Jun Xiaoyao did not panic; he had plenty of protective treasures.

Moreover, he had already sensed something upon entering the Bronze Immortal Palace.

The Bronze Immortal Palace was not bound by the rules of the Immortal Ancient World.

This meant that within the Bronze Immortal Palace, all of Jun Xiaoyao's protective treasures could be put to use.

With a flick of his hand, he summoned a broken ancient sword, a treasure bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu.

There was also a tattered ancient armor, an old copper bell, and so on, all granted to him by the Eighteen Ancestors and others.

As a precious gem of two great ancient families, Jun Xiaoyao naturally possessed many protective artifacts, each with a significant origin.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The broken ancient sword vibrated, slicing through the chaotic mist ahead with a vast sword light!

The tattered ancient armor released a radiant glow, enveloping Jun Xiaoyao and shielding him from danger.

The old copper bell floated above Jun Xiaoyao's head, vibrating slightly, its ringing dispersing the surrounding mist.

One could say that Jun Xiaoyao was practically equipped with top-tier divine gear.

This chaotic mist, which could drive even a Holy Master to despair, could not inflict any harm on Jun Xiaoyao.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao did not let his guard down.

The strangeness of the Bronze Immortal Palace was definitely not limited to this.

With three ancient artifacts protecting him, Jun Xiaoyao continued forward.

Meanwhile, Long Aotian and Wang Teng also began to delve deeper through other passages.

They encountered various deadly traps, but each had protective artifacts bestowed upon them by the Ancestor Dragon Nest and the Northern King Family.

Additionally, both of them were destined protagonists with great fortune, so their journey was filled with surprises but no real danger.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly halted.

Ahead, a portal appeared.

The portal displayed a Taiji yin-yang pattern, half dark and half light, embodying the balance of life and death.

"Could this be... the Gate of Life and Death?" Jun Xiaoyao mused.

He had heard rumors that within the Bronze Immortal Palace, there was a Gate of Life and Death, akin to Yama, determining life and death.

One half of the gate radiated a peaceful aura.

The other half exuded a chilling deathly energy, as if it were the entrance to a realm of the dead.

Upon reaching this gate, a choice had to be made.

For an ordinary person, there would be no hesitation in choosing the Gate of Life.

However, some wise individuals might choose the Gate of Death.

Because life and death are intertwined; life is death, and death is life.

But Jun Xiaoyao was different from anyone else.

"A multiple-choice question? Unfortunately, I, Jun Xiaoyao, never make choices; I only walk the path I want!" Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

The ground beneath his feet was his path.

Any choices presented to him were beneath his contempt!

Jun Xiaoyao activated the broken ancient sword and directly struck at the Gate of Life and Death.

The broken ancient sword unleashed a terrifying sword energy, as if it could slice through the stars above!

This ancient sword, bestowed upon him by Jiang Daoxu, was the sword of an ancestor from the Jiang family, imbued with the essence of endless warfare and slaughter.

With this strike, the Gate of Life and Death trembled violently!

Then, the broken ancient armor, the old copper bell, and other ancient artifacts also radiated brilliance and pressed forward.

After a violent tremor, the Gate of Life and Death shattered with a loud crash.

A terrifying aura erupted, causing the three ancient artifacts to shake and reveal more cracks.

"The Bronze Immortal Palace is indeed fraught with danger; it seems these three ancient artifacts won't hold out for long," Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

After the Gate of Life and Death was smashed open, what lay ahead was still a hazy chaos.

Faintly, it seemed there were immortal lights shimmering and the sounds of great paths echoing, giving one a sense of wanting to attain enlightenment.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, seemingly oblivious.

Ahead, a portal appeared, the portal to becoming an immortal.

It felt as if a voice echoed in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, saying that if he pushed open that door, he could become an immortal!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

At that moment, the old copper bell floating above Jun Xiaoyao's head suddenly emitted a series of urgent ringing sounds.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind jolted, as if awakening from a nightmare.

Before him, all the immortal lights vanished in an instant, and the portal shrouded in immortal energy also disappeared.

Surrounding him were numerous corpses, some desiccated, others turned to bones.

A heavy sense of unwillingness and resentment permeated the air.

What appeared before Jun Xiaoyao was no longer the portal to becoming an immortal, but a wall stained with blood and covered in copper rust.

On the wall, there was a character for "immortal" drawn in dark red blood, exuding a terrifying aura of resentment and ominousness.

Jun Xiaoyao's hand nearly touched the character for "immortal."

If he had made contact, it surely would not have ended well.

"That was close; this place is indeed strange. Even with my three lifetimes of primordial spirit, I almost fell under its spell," Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

The Bronze Immortal Palace truly deserved its reputation as one of the seven wonders; it was exceedingly bizarre, and one could easily lose their way.

"I suppose many of these corpses were also misled by this," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

Suddenly, a little girl's laughter seemed to echo in Jun Xiaoyao's ears.

The laughter of the little girl was as bright as silver bells, but in the Bronze Immortal Palace, it sounded eerie and chilling.

"Can we have something from the mortal realm?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but mutter to himself.

At the same time, in another area of the Bronze Immortal Palace.

Long Aotian had also arrived at a place filled with corpses.

A demonic voice echoed in Long Aotian's mind.

"Come on, aren't you very unwilling?"

"Do you have resentment in your heart?"

"I will grant you the power to annihilate everything..."

Long Aotian's expression shifted between ferocity and confusion.

Before him lay a desiccated corpse, its surface covered in scales.

On the fingers of the corpse rested a pitch-black dragon-shaped ring.

Under the influence of the demonic voice, Long Aotian couldn't help but reach out, taking the dragon-shaped ring and putting it on his finger.

In an instant, Long Aotian's body trembled, and a hint of sinister light flickered in his eyes.

In another location, Wang Teng was also protected by the ancient artifacts of the Wang family, his expression equally grave.

Before him, there were also numerous corpses.

Suddenly, Wang Teng seemed to discover something, his gaze sharpening.

"That is..." Wang Teng stepped forward, sensing a certain presence.

It was a fragment of an ancient talisman, appearing to be only half intact, exuding an ancient aura, and the faint energy it radiated made Wang Teng's eyes shine.

"This is... the aura of an imperial weapon!" Wang Teng's hand trembled slightly as he picked up the broken ancient talisman.

He would not mistake the aura of an imperial weapon.

If this talisman were whole, it would undoubtedly be an imperial weapon!

And now, even if Wang Teng only obtained a fragment, it still held astonishing potential.

"Indeed, heaven does not abandon me, Wang Teng. The one who laughs last is the true winner," Wang Teng thought, gripping the broken ancient talisman, his eyes once again bursting with brilliance!

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