Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

With a rumbling sound, the huge and heavy gate of the palace slowly opened, and the golden light shining from it became more and more brilliant!    

"It really opened! It really opened!"    

The group of people standing closest to the gate cheered, and everyone instantly became excited.    

The Yuan Qi in Suen Zhiming's body surged, faintly emitting a threatening aura. With a solemn expression, he looked at the open door and said, "Xue'er, brother Lingchen, there is a so-called fortune in this palace. There is also a corresponding danger, do you want to go in?"    

Although he was confident in his own strength, even Suen Zhiming wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to escape unscathed in front of these ruins. Naturally, he wouldn't dare to say that he could protect the two people beside him in the palace.    

Ao Lingchen and Ao Lingchen frowned because of these words. Their eyes were looking at the palace gate that was slowly opening.    

"I want to go in!"    

Ao Lingchen said in a firm tone. A trace of determination appeared in his black eyes.    

Ao Lingchen had no idea what kind of fortune the secret realm had. He didn't need to know either, because he knew one thing very well. He was just too weak right now, and with his current strength, he wouldn't be able to enter the Twilight Dangerous Land. Even if he was compared to these people of the same age, he was still inferior. Therefore, he was in urgent need of powerful strength, even if it was a dragon's pond or a tiger's den. He had to try it.    

Ao Lingchen's determination made the surrounding people look at him curiously, but they soon understood. The selection was imminent. No matter who it was, they all wanted to improve their combat strength as soon as possible, and strive to have a chance to go to the Imperial City.    

Xia Jingxue retracted her eyes. Her phoenix brows trembled slightly and a silver bell like voice sounded, "I want to go in too!"    

Since they had already arrived here, no one wanted to give up this rare opportunity!    

Time slowly passed and the doors of the palace slowly opened. The golden light emitted became more and more resplendent and a mysterious artistic conception was emitted from within. Just by feeling it from afar, one would feel refreshed.    

"Let's go!"    

When the doors of the palace were opened, it was enough for one person to walk with them. An excited shout was heard from Ye Gaoxiong's mouth. His Yuan Qi surged and he shot out like a beam of light towards the doors of the palace.    

Behind him, several human figures rushed into the palace.    

"Let's go too!"    

Suen Zhiming did not fall into a disadvantageous position either. His feet released a powerful Qi wave. His burly figure was like a cheetah as he rushed towards the palace gate. Su Ningxue followed closely behind with her zither on her back.    

Ao Lingchen and Xia Jingxue, who were beside him, looked at each other. They also kept moving forward and rushed into the palace.    

After passing through the golden light emitted from the gate, Ao Lingchen stepped into the palace. The moment he entered, his heart changed drastically, and he had a look of disbelief on his face.    

Behind the golden light was the Ao family, the Ao family that had never declined. His familiar father was teaching Luoluo how to fight in the courtyard. Although Luo Luo didn't want to, he could only follow suit and wave his fist.    

"What's going on? Didn't I enter the palace? Why did I return home? Also, isn't father and Luoluo? "    

Ao Lingchen's eyes were filled with confusion, and his heart was in chaos. Everything in front of him seemed to be a dream, and he didn't want to wake up from this dream!    

"Lingchen, what are you daydreaming about? Why didn't you come over to practice your martial arts when you woke up late? Are you planning to be a person who can't even truss a chicken for the rest of your life?"    

A domineering shout woke Ao Lingchen up from his daze. His eyes were moist as he looked at his father, who was furiously shouting at him. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Father!"    

In his excitement, Ao Lingchen walked quickly towards his father, who was in front of him. He wanted to hug his father, who he had not seen for a long time. Even if it was a fake, he also wanted a hug!    

"Bang!"    

A fist the size of a clay pot landed on Ao Lingchen's head. His eyes were moist, and his clear voice sounded as if it wanted to open his head.    

"It hurts!" Ao Lingchen immediately held his head with both hands and squatted on the ground. Two drops of tears appeared at the corners of his moist eyes. His body trembled slightly. The pain just now was too real, as if it was real.    

"What are you standing there for? Don't think that you are looking at me with such a weak expression. I won't attack you. You have been unconscious for ten days. You have to make up for all the homework you've left behind. Until you are able to cultivate Yuan Qi!"    

Ao Wushuang's loud and clear voice carried a hint of helplessness. He was extremely worried about his son's inability to condense Yuan Qi in his Dantian. For this matter, he had no idea how many times he had been running around. He had no idea how many times he had entered the Twilight Forest, but it was a pity. He still couldn't find any solutions.    

"Yuan Qi, unconscious?" Ao Lingchen's mind became increasingly chaotic. What was going on? Was this a dream, or was it a dream?    

Whether it was the pain in his body or his experience in the Tianwu Academy, they all gave Ao Lingchen a real feeling.    

If the real feeling in front of him came from the pain in his body, then the real feeling in his mind came from his personal experience.    

"Oh right, Yuan Qi!"    

A key point appeared in Ao Lingchen's mind. If it matched the scene in his memory, then his dantian had Yuan Qi!    

Thinking of this point, Ao Lingchen's mind also sank into his dantian. He tried to circulate the Creation Spell and circulate the origin energy in his body.    

The puzzled expression on his face suddenly changed. Ao Lingchen's face turned pale. "No, how could there be no Yuan Qi in my body? Where is the Yuan Qi in my body?"    

The sudden change caught Ao Lingchen by surprise. He was full of confidence, but at this moment, the determination in his heart was shaken. There was no Yuan Qi in his body, and the pain just now had confused him.    

"What's going on? What is the real thing?"    

Ao Lingchen looked confused. His heart was in a mess, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.    

A delicate and familiar little hand held the confused Ao Lingchen's right hand, and the other hand gently rubbed his head. A familiar and innocent face smiled at him. "Brother doesn't hurt. Luoluo will touch it for you!"    

Raising his confused eyes to look at the familiar face, Ao Lingchen felt a string in his heart tremble. "Luoluo!"    

Ao Lingchen used a confused gaze to look at the familiar person in front of him. Sweeping through the familiar things around him, his mind also began to get lost. It was as if everything in front of him was real, and the various things in his mind were more like an illusion!    

"The two of you, don't slack off. Quickly come over."    

A stern voice was heard. Ao Wushuang looked at the two of them with a stern face, as if he was very dissatisfied with their dilly-dallying behavior.    

"Coming." A somewhat tender voice was heard from Ao Luoluo's mouth. She saw her small hand holding Ao Lingchen's hand and running towards Ao Wushuang. She quickly took horse steps in front of her father.    

Although Ao Lingchen's mind was still somewhat confused, he also followed Ao Luoluo's movements and took the horse stance.    

The familiar feeling around him made him gradually lose himself. There was only one thought left in his mind - what was real!