After a burst of Magic Wave, the moment Gold Coin stepped out of the Teleportation Magic Array, a trace of disappointment flashed in his golden eyes.

Darn it, he judged incorrectly.

In the surrounding air, there was no familiar scent belonging to the Little Wildcat, instead the air carried the aura of some powerful beings from the Eight Prefectures of Netherworld.

It seems that those who entered here are the Martial Gods of the Eight Prefectures of Netherworld.

It appears the Little Wildcat entered the teleportation Magic Array on the right side.

Almost without hesitation, Gold Coin was about to turn back to the Magic Array, ready to return and enter another Magic Array to catch up with Yun Sheng.

But at this moment, his nose caught a slight scent of blood.

The smell of blood was not unfamiliar to Gold Coin.

Just that amidst the scent of blood, there was another aura.

That aura made Gold Coin’s footsteps instantly freeze.

He turned around abruptly as if shocked by electricity.

The two Transmission Arrays at the bottom of Ghost King Cave, the one Yun Sheng entered on the right, unknown where it leads, while the one Gold Coin Ye Beiming entered, unexpectedly leads to a palace.

Gold Coin was so shocked because this palace was very familiar to him.

A curtain and a veil, dim lights, desolate courtyard of wild grass, everything was so familiar.

Even though gold Coin Ye Beiming thought he had long forgotten everything, it wasn’t until he stood here that he realized everything still existed deep in his memory.

This "palace" awakened the darkest memories of Ye Beiming’s life.

Cold Palace... The second teleportation Magic Array of Ghost King Cave actually leads to the Cold Palace of Dazhou Imperial Palace!

No, despite being incredibly shocked.

Gold Coin Ye Beiming was not blinded by what lay before his eyes.

Even though here is very similar to Dazhou’s Cold Palace, this place is merely an imitation built in resemblance to Dazhou’s Cold Palace.

At this moment, this imitation of the Cold Palace was empty, and those powerful beings from the Eight Prefectures of Netherworld who had entered earlier were nowhere to be found.

A strange feeling grew in Gold Coin’s heart like wild grass.

No... he couldn’t remain curious; the Little Wildcat was still in others’ hands; perhaps she was facing danger.

Although he didn’t know who had built a palace identical to Dazhou’s Cold Palace here or who lived inside, Gold Coin was certain there was no human aura here.

Gold Coin took a step back, but when he attempted to re-enter the Transmission Array, he discovered that the once freely accessible Transmission Array could no longer be entered.

This is a one-way teleportation Magic Array!

Gold Coin’s expression became serious.

He let out a muffled grunt, thinking, could this really trap him here?

He, Ye Beiming, was not like those worthless Martial Artists of the Eight Prefectures of Netherworld.

Perhaps this mysterious Teleportation Magic Array could block most Martial Artists and Mages of the Netherworld, but for Ye Beiming possessing partial power of the War God Spear, forcefully tearing a gap through this Magic Barrier wasn’t impossible.

If they wanted to stop him, they could let this broken Transmission Array go to hell!

He lifted his forelegs, sharp claws erupting with a terrifying surge of Divine Power.

Gold Coin’s right foreleg radiated with golden light, seemingly sensing the threat of power from the Eight Desolate Divine Artifacts, causing the Magic Power within the teleportation Magic Array to become volatile.

Ye Beiming’s action seemed to penetrate the void, as his right foreleg poised to strike forcefully.

But just as Gold Coin prepared to forcefully break the Barrier, behind him came a stream-like Zither Sound from within the deep palace.

Someone is in this palace!

This took Gold Coin by complete surprise.

Upon hearing the Zither Sound, Gold Coin’s body trembled heavily.

He seemed to be possessed, putting down the claw, turning toward the direction of the Zither Sound.

The Zither Sound like mountain and flowing water showcased the extraordinary skills of the zither player. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

With each additional step into the palace, Gold Coin’s amazement grew stronger.

Here was too similar to Dazhou Cold Palace, but compared to the desolate Cold Palace, everything within this palace was more exquisite and magnificent; were it not for the similar layout and cold atmosphere resembling the Cold Palace, Gold Coin would never think this was a Cold Palace.

The Zither Sound, intermittent, continuously guided Gold Coin to the innermost room of the Cold Palace.

Although Gold Coin had never seen this room personally, by rely on memory and the paths walked, Gold Coin could determine where this was.

The Cold Palace was remote, yet vast.

In childhood, when Ye Beiming was still blind, on the first and fifteenth of every month, he would secretly sneak past palace maids into the deepest room of the Cold Palace.

That’s when Empress Li would start playing the zither.

A simple room emerged ahead, with a pool of purple lotus outside the door.

The door was open, and inside, sat a woman dressed in a violet gauze dress.

The woman’s face took one’s breath away at a glance.

Among the countless beauties in the world, few could shine like this lotus-like woman before him; her elegance held a certain nobility, with eyes that reflected light.

If at this moment, Ye Beiming were in human form, he would surely call out "Mother".

Despite never truly seeing his mother’s figure, upon seeing the woman, Gold Coin Ye Beiming knew that was his mother.

His mother who had died over a decade ago, Dazhou Empress Li Qingcheng.

The woman before him looked exactly like the Empress Li in the portrait hanging in Dazhou Cold Palace.

And the zither piece she was playing, Ye Beiming was also familiar with.

It was the first zither piece Ye Beiming learned to play after learning zither skills.

In this world, only Empress Li could play such a piece.

The woman, head bowed, played the zither; her expression was serene, her long lashes slightly lowered, showing no signs of joy or anger, with eyes much like Ye Beiming’s devoid of any human emotion.

Her shoulders thin, appearing particularly fragile.

She seemed wholly immersed, not noticing the sudden appearance of the golden Demon Beast outside.

Gold Coin stood at the door, body trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he noticed on Empress Li’s zither table, a lamp.

It was the Heart Difficulty Lamp!

Although seen only once before, Gold Coin almost instantly recognized the lamp placed near Empress Li, the very lamp Yun Sheng had come to Netherworld to painstakingly find.

The Heart Difficulty Lamp glowed softly, enveloping Empress Li in light, adding a bit of warmth to her otherwise indifferent face.

Empress Li seemed completely unaware of someone’s intrusion, continuing to caress the zither.

Gold Coin Ye Beiming involuntarily moved closer, wanting to gently touch his mother.

Yet, just as his claw approached Empress Li, Gold Coin Ye Beiming grasped nothing but air.