"What should we do next? Wait here directly?"

The sequence of the Three-Headed Ghost Race spoke, with a strong murderous intent inside him.

He initially wanted to endure it, but now even the stalkers were killed by the opponent, he couldn't hold back.

Regarding Lu Yuan, he admitted in his heart that Lu Yuan was very powerful, but he still had a trump card, and with the cooperation of the two beside him, he could definitely succeed.

As for whether this person will come here, there's no doubt, anyone can see that Guang Chengzi's greatest inheritance and creation is in the hall.

"No." The sequence from the Primordial Demon Race shook his head directly: "Killing him is important, but more important to us."

"Obviously, it is whether we can seize our opportunity inside."

The great era has come, and all kinds will contend.

Don't look at them as sequence prodigies.

But within the clan, their importance isn't very much, at least much less than those ranked ahead.

The closer the sequence ranking is to the front, the greater the disparity in talent and bloodline.

They are not at all willing to remain under others.

Otherwise why.

Would they choose to descend from the start, even if it requires paying a price?

It's nothing but hoping to seize this chance, rise completely, and then strive for a higher position.

"Alright, let's find a way to enter the hall first, obtain the inheritance and creation inside, and then act." Lei Xuan had the same idea, Lu Yuan must die.

The elders in outer space had given them some means, as long as it doesn't delay too long, allowing the opponent to continue evolving.

With their own ability and those trump cards, dealing with Lu Yuan is not a very difficult thing.

But the creation of Immortal Guang Chengzi, it's just this once.

Speaking of this.

The three nodded.

After all, everyone has their own selfish motive.

The priority of killing Lu Yuan, naturally comes after the creation in the dojo.

"Let's go!"

With the decision made.

The three sequences didn't hesitate, moving once again towards the hall.

Their speed was extremely fast.

Soon they arrived close.

As for those Secret Realm Spirits, they couldn't stop the steps of the few.

The hall was majestic, as if it had gone through a long era, with marks of swords, spears, and halberds on it.

Only, the three didn't pay attention to these, instead they directly walked to the door of the hall.

"Unclear what material it's made of, very substantial."

Lei Xuan touched it with his hand, his eyes solemn, knowing it might be difficult to enter the hall.

"No problem, let me try." The sequence of the Primordial Demon Race stepped forward, and the black mist on his body was even thicker than before, swirling, containing a very strong power.

Without hesitation, he faced the door of the hall, and directly threw a punch.

Thud thud~

Black mist emerged, attached to it.

But as time went by, the door of the hall remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Lei Xuan and the other two squinted their eyes, choosing to also make a move.

Having no way to enter the hall, they could only rely on brute force now.

But unfortunately, this place is related to Immortal Guang Chengzi.

It's not something the three can break open with outer force.

Finally.

After using various methods, they still didn't move the hall door in the slightest.

"What... what should we do?" The sequence of the Three-Headed Ghost Race saw this, his three heads looked very grim.

Having entered the Land of Creation, the legendary Immortal dojo, knowing there's great opportunity inside, but having no way...

None of the three wanted to give up, believing there's certainly a way to enter.

"Wait, a presence is approaching."

Suddenly, Lei Xuan spoke.

The other two's hearts trembled, not able to help but look behind.

"It should be that human, Lu Yuan." The sequence of the Primordial Demon Race pondered momentarily, then said: "Hide first?"

"Alright, if we really can't enter the hall, at least, we'll suppress him." Lei Xuan also had this opinion, thinking that when Lu Yuan suffers, unable to enter, they would suddenly attack.

Surely taking him by surprise.

Dealing with such a character.

If confronted directly, it would be troublesome.

All three acknowledge this person's strength.

Immediately, they left the door, using their clan's methods to conceal themselves.

Due to fear of being discovered, they simply moved further away, thinking it would ensure no mistakes.

Not long after.

A silhouette descended from the sky, appeared directly in front of the hall door.

It was Lu Yuan.

He didn't choose to approach immediately, instead stood in place.

In his eyes, beams of light swept across slowly.

Sequences of the three races entered the Secret Realm Space earlier than him, surely for the inheritance and creation inside.

But now, not a trace of them was seen, and the hall door looked as though it had never been opened.

Lu Yuan naturally guessed what was going on.

Under the Martial Arts Celestial Eye.

Special auras emerged, right before his eyes.

"Unable to open the door, and left directly... or chose to lie in wait around?" Lu Yuan smiled, without the Martial Arts Celestial Eye, knowing these would be difficult, but now...

Lying in wait nearby, he didn't care much, knowing these people's worth.

But even if they are sequence prodigies, so what?

He is completely unafraid.

What made Lu Yuan curious was why they couldn't enter this hall.

So he didn't bother with them, slowly approaching the hall door.

Using his hand to slightly touch it.

Ancient.

Substantial.

Venerable.

Various auras intertwined, like a mountain, suppressing in front of him.

Upon sensing all of this, Lu Yuan immediately concluded that it would definitely be impossible to enter using ordinary methods.

"It's somewhat troublesome," he whispered, narrowing his eyes and falling into deep thought. The sequence geniuses of the three tribes had likely encountered the same situation and reluctantly left.

However...

He had one method.

With a slight flip of his hand, a mysterious green bronze tripod appeared.

Indeed.

It was this object again.

The tripod had once helped him enter the Ancestral Dragon Hall, acquiring the Human Emperor Essence Blood.

Now facing another inaccessible place, Lu Yuan naturally thought of it first.

The green bronze tripod was incredibly mysterious; he still hadn't fully understood it.

But that didn't prevent him from using it.

Might as well give it a try.

Without saying much more,

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, placed it on the ground, and cut his palm, allowing blood to drip.

In an instant, the green bronze tripod emitted strands of radiant light, seemingly moving with its own will.

It began to make contact with the grand hall's gate directly.

Buzz~

Suddenly.

A sound echoed in his mind.

It worked!

Seeing this, Lu Yuan was pleasantly surprised.

Though he didn't know what the tripod truly was, it seemed like a universal key.

Of course, in such a moment, he also devoted a significant part of his focus to observing his surroundings.

Knowing the sequence geniuses of the three tribes were not far away, should they appear now,

it could throw his plans into chaos.

Just like that,

as time passed,

the light emitted by the green bronze tripod enveloped the entire hall gate.

Soon, wave-like patterns emerged on its surface.

The light rippled gently, with no hindrance at all.

Lu Yuan reached out his hand,

astonished to find it passed right through the gate,

as if he could enter the hall!

But at this moment,

he noticed,

that the geniuses of the three tribes also seemed to sense something and were approaching swiftly.

Immediately, he smirked, retracted the green bronze tripod, and stepped inside.

Having entered the hall, there was no reason to waste time with those people. After coming out, there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with them.

Conveniently, Lu Yuan also discovered through recent sensation that the sacrificial blood allowed only one person to enter at a time.

Buzz~

Sure enough,

after he crossed the gate,

the wave-like patterns vanished,

and everything returned to its original state.

"Not good, he actually went in!"

The arriving geniuses of the three tribes happened to witness this scene.

Lu Yuan entered, without any hindrance throughout the process.

Immediately, they hurried to follow,

hoping to enter the hall.

Needless to say,

this was something the Immortal Guang Chengzi left behind. Whoever obtained it would reap endless benefits.

For a moment, they could even ignore the orders from above.

Seeing a chance now,

how could they let it slip away?

But as they touched the hall gate, they suddenly realized it remained unchanged, impossible to enter.

"What...? How did he do it, or did he use some special method?" The sequence member of the Three-Headed Ghost Race was greatly surprised, unable to comprehend. Could it be Lu Yuan was prepared?

"Miscalculated, should have hidden nearby," Lei Xuan punched the gate heavily.

His face looked grim, feeling as if he had missed an opportunity.

"It's too late now for regrets."

The sequence member of the Primordial Demon Race spoke: "After all, we will eventually confront Lu Yuan of the human race, so let him enter first, gain what's inside, and then we'll find a way to seize it."

"Indeed, what the Immortal left behind must have restrictions. We'll wait outside and reap the benefits," the Three-Headed Ghost Race fully agreed, knowing they truly couldn't enter.

What else could they do?

"Alright!"

"We'll wait for him to emerge!"

Lei Xuan also had no choice, his eyes filled with resentment.

It was as if the creation meant to be in his hand was taken by outsiders.

Immediately, they split up, seated in three different directions, eyes fixed on the gate.

Meanwhile,

Lu Yuan had entered the hall.

It was unlike what he imagined from outside.

The hall was empty, with no platform. Four pillars, which required several people to encircle, supported the hall. At its center, only the convergence of yin and yang was visible.

But these details weren't the focus. What mattered was that as soon as Lu Yuan entered the hall, he felt an unprecedented pressure, disrupting his mind, as if suppressed by a great primordial mountain, unable to move.

Especially here, though empty, it bore traces of ancient bloodstains, dried up over countless years.

The source of all this pressure was at the far end of the hall, on that iron wall.

A character written in blood.

The script, unlike modern forms, was incredibly ancient, left behind who knows when.

Lu Yuan, using his full visual potential and his own comprehension, finally understood the meaning: Immortal!

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