The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 275 Mysterious Palace

Then, with a resolute gaze, Ling Feng continued to walk slowly along the foot of Buzhou Mountain with steady and powerful steps.

Time flies, and another ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. But regrettably, despite Ling Feng’s persistent search for the way up the mountain, he has never been able to find it.

At this moment, Ling Feng couldn't help but ponder inwardly:

Is this mysterious Buzhou Mountain truly inaccessible nowadays?

In his previous life, Ling Feng had read many wonderful novels about the prehistoric era, but there were almost no records of Mount Buzhou before the Lich War.

For this reason, he had no way of knowing whether the great god Pangu had laid some kind of mystery or backup plan here, so that no one has been able to set foot here to this day.

Ling Feng thought that the reason why records about Buzhou Mountain appeared during the Lich War was most likely because after the three earth-shattering calamities of the Great Calamity of the Ferocious Beasts, the Great Calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasties, and the struggle between the Dao and the Demon, the powerful imprint left by Pangu was gradually weakened.

Only in this way could Mount Buzhou, which was originally insurmountable, reveal a corner of its mysterious veil to the world.

Furthermore, looking at this vast and boundless prehistoric continent, the most powerful cultivators are undoubtedly the patriarchs of the three races.

However, even for them, their cultivation level could only reach the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm at most.

Even with their strength, they would likely be overwhelmed by the unknown and perilous Buzhou Mountain before them, unable to fathom its mysteries.

After all, Ling Feng had already reached the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm at this moment.

Although there is still a slight gap compared to the three clan leaders, they are not far off.

Therefore, Ling Feng was confident that if he himself could not enter, they should also find it difficult to get involved.

Furthermore, the two key figures in the next great calamity—Hongjun and Luohou—are presumably at the same level as the Great Luo Golden Immortals, so there is no need to include them in the scope of consideration for the time being.

After careful consideration, Ling Feng guessed that no one should be able to enter Buzhou Mountain now.

Just as Ling Feng's thoughts were racing and his imagination was running wild.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had violently crashed into something.

In that instant, it was as if we had passed through an invisible barrier.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt the immense pressure he was under vanish without a trace, and the scenery before him changed abruptly.

A magnificent and imposing palace appeared before him without warning.

This sudden turn of events startled Ling Feng.

Given his current cultivation level, how could he have been attacked without even realizing it, leaving him completely powerless to retaliate? Just how terrifyingly powerful must the attacker have been?

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel apprehensive. He quickly became extremely alert and carefully sensed his surroundings.

After some investigation, no potential danger was detected, and the heart that had been hanging in suspense slowly settled back into its stomach.

However, at that moment, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him, and no matter how he tried, he could not break through this barrier and leave this place.

Since he couldn't leave for the time being, Ling Feng calmed himself down and began to carefully examine the mysterious palace that had suddenly appeared before him.

From afar, the palace stands majestically, its imposing presence seemingly blending seamlessly with the heavens and earth.

However, when one's gaze falls upon the palace itself, one can feel a deep sense of deathly stillness permeating the air, sending chills down one's spine.

This stark contrast makes the entire palace appear unusually eerie.

Ling Feng frowned, deep in thought.

In the various prehistoric novels that have been passed down through the ages, he had never heard of such a magnificent and mysterious palace hidden at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

So what kind of palace is this, and why is it here?

Just as Ling Feng was racking his brains trying to figure it out, suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him like lightning.

A startling thought came to mind:

Legend has it that the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu tribe were formed from the essence and blood of the god Pangu, and their place of birth was the Pangu Palace, which was transformed from Pangu's heart!

Could it be that this seemingly eerie palace is the legendary Pangu Palace?

The moment this idea surfaced, it was like a spark thrown into a pile of dry wood, instantly igniting Ling Feng's deep-seated desire to explore.

If this palace is indeed the Pangu Palace, then it may very well hold key clues and the truth behind the mystery of Pangu's death.

You see, ever since he accepted that damned system mission, Ling Feng has been desperately searching for a way to complete it.

At this moment, if the mystery of Pangu's death can be solved, then the mission can be successfully completed.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's heart began to beat faster involuntarily, and he became increasingly anxious.

After all, if he can't find the truth here, this mission might have to wait millions of years to be completed.

For Ling Feng, that long period of time was nothing short of endless torture!

Therefore, no matter what, Ling Feng decided to delve into this palace that was suspected to be the Pangu Palace to find out more.

Without hesitation, he strode forward and headed straight for the eerie and terrifying palace before him.

Every step felt like walking on a path through the underworld, accompanied by gusts of cold wind whistling past.

When he finally arrived at the palace gates, a chilling scene unfolded—the palace doors opened slowly and automatically without warning!

A musty, decaying smell wafted over, as if it were a curse from ancient times.

Although the gates were wide open, the interior of the palace was pitch black, like an endless abyss, making it impossible to see what was inside.

However, having come this far, how could Ling Feng easily back down?

He thought to himself:

"I went through countless hardships to find this place, and I must find out what's going on no matter what."

Moreover, deep within him, there seemed to be a mysterious force guiding him forward, making him vaguely feel that although the palace appeared extremely dangerous, it was actually not a great threat to him.

So, Ling Feng took a deep breath, resolutely lifted his foot, and stepped forward, entering the palace gate filled with unknowns.

The moment he stepped through the palace gates, a strange feeling welled up inside him, as if he had passed through an invisible barrier.

Immediately afterwards, the previously pitch-black scene suddenly became clear and bright.

The palace was incredibly spacious and empty; as far as the eye could see, it stretched out to the horizon.

Apart from a pool of blood on the ground not far from the entrance, the entire palace was completely empty.

The blood pool was extremely eerie; it churned and surged like boiling water, with the red blood creating waves.

Every now and then, bubbles can be seen rising from the blood pool, bursting and releasing a pungent, unpleasant odor.

The whole scene was chilling and terrifying.

When Ling Feng saw this scene before him, he became even more convinced that this place was the legendary, mysterious Pangu Palace.

Due to the special environment here, spiritual sense was completely rendered ineffective, leaving Ling Feng with no choice but to rely on his own eyes to carefully explore the situation.

Just as he was cautiously preparing to continue his exploration, a deep and resonant voice suddenly echoed from within the palace, as if traversing endless time and space:

"You've finally arrived?"

The sudden and inexplicable sound was like a thunderclap in Ling Feng's ears, causing him to tremble and feel secretly astonished.

After a brief moment of shock, Ling Feng forced himself to remain calm and quickly asked:

Who are you? Why are you here?

However, the mysterious voice did not respond to Ling Feng's question, but continued to mutter to itself:

"You've finally arrived. This time... I should be able to succeed, right?"

Ling Feng frowned, full of doubt, and shouted again:

"Who exactly are you? What did you mean by what you just said? Did you already know I would come here?"

Although Ling Feng was familiar with every word the other party said, the meaning conveyed by these words when put together was completely baffling to him, and countless question marks instantly flooded his mind.