Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 929 - 925: Golden Palace

The gentle and friendly aura transmitted through the antlers into their hearts.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled slightly.

He felt the pure curiosity, novelty, and friendliness emanating from them.

This was a pure kindness and beauty hard to feel from humans.

The four white deer curiously scrutinized him, as if asking where he came from and what he was.

Chu Zhiyuan spoke little, only conveying friendliness, like warm water enveloping them.

At the same time, he reached out and gently touched their antlers.

The antlers were shaped like glass, cool as jade, shimmering with colorful light under the sun.

The four white deer watched him with lively eyes, allowing him to touch their antlers.

After a moment of caressing, they suddenly turned and flew away.

Chu Zhiyuan lightly pushed off, landing on the back of one of the white deer.

It was startled, emitting a "yoo-yoo" sound, and then leaped into the sky with the other three deer.

They flew diagonally into the sky, hooves moving as if running, lightly and gracefully.

It was as if there was a mountain in the void, and they were ascending it.

The strange aura around quickly thickened, permeating into his body.

His own True Yuan fused with this strange aura, suddenly losing control over it.

They continued to circulate along the original meridians without cessation.

Yet they no longer obeyed his commands.

Unable to use Qinggong, unable to use Martial Arts.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Every time he encountered it, it felt strange.

The four white deer flew to a height of a thousand meters, then ceased to climb and began flying forward parallel to the ground, their hooves moving as if on flat land, lightly fluttering.

Super Sense constantly enveloped the surroundings, expanding to see a hundred miles around.

Within a hundred miles there were no signs of human habitation, only various strange flowers, tall trees, dense forests, flying birds, and beasts.

Among these flying birds and beasts, few had the strange powers within their hooves like the white deer.

Even those birds, despite flying high enough, lacked this strange power within.

Chu Zhiyuan grew increasingly curious.

After flying dozens of miles, the four white deer lightly landed halfway up a mountain.

Midway, there was an open space made of a massive bluestone.

Inside was a cave formed from stalactites.

The ground was paved with White Jade, with Luminous Pearls inlaid around, either in the stone walls or on the cave roof.

The cascading stalactites were illuminated by the Luminous Pearls, displaying a wondrous multicolored spectacle.

Chu Zhiyuan was curious.

Super Sense couldn’t Insight into the cave, as if it was shrouded by an invisible force.

Upon entering, he felt a peculiar change.

At such a height, he had been enveloped by the strange aura, like being in a sea of it.

But upon entering the cave, that aura disappeared.

Isolated from outside the cave.

He glanced around, Super Sense searching as well.

But within the cave, Super Sense was constrained and could not see outside, piquing his curiosity even more.

True Yuan could again be driven by him, prompting a sigh of relief.

Without controlling True Yuan, he felt Heart Void.

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Advancing another hundred meters, a magnificent Golden Palace emerged.

The Golden Palace was not large, measuring roughly four hundred square meters.

Only a single layer, with a height of three yards.

The front had two overlapping eaves, with long curving corners like a soaring eagle.

The eaves were adorned with strange patterns, with several lifelike mythical beasts perched.

The plaque above the Golden Palace was inscribed with red divine script characters, spelling out a series of mystical text, precisely the Divine Language.

Chu Zhiyuan stared in amazement at this series of Divine Language, revealing the words Demon Suppression.

The Divine Race script was not just mere text, but the embodiment of imagery.

Once recognized, the Divine Language revealed golden light in myriad paths, a crowd flying towards it, falling like countless dumplings upon touching the light.

Outside the Golden Palace was a small pond, floating with several beautiful white flowers.

These six beautiful white flowers seemed carved from White Jade, crystal-clear and smooth, of utmost beauty.

Subtle strange patterns flowed on the petals, accentuating their Spiritual Charm.

The four white deer approached the pond, lowering their heads to sip the sweet spring water.

Chu Zhiyuan observed that as they drank, their antlers emitted light.

Simultaneously, their hooves also glowed faintly.

Chu Zhiyuan studied them.

Could it be that they could absorb the strange aura because they drank this pond water?

Sadly, Super Sense was constrained, unable to see what was special about the pond water.

He bent over to reach, but suddenly paused just before touching the water.

A strong sense of danger halted him, prompting him to look at the four white deer.

They still enjoyed drinking the water.

Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his hand, observing the six white flowers floating on the water.

He was certain the danger did not come from these six white flowers.

Quite the contrary, they were Strange Flowers, likely rare treasures unseen outside.

Whatever their unique use, he would investigate once outside, when Super Sense recovered.

He didn’t recklessly reach to pick them, instead casting his gaze upon the Golden Palace.

Seeing the Demon Suppression words and the imagery, he thought of his Great Demon Suppressing Seal.

Evidently, this Demon Suppression Hall had some relation to his Great Demon Suppressing Seal.

The Great Demon Suppressing Seal originated from the Demon Suppressing Spirit Mountain, reportedly built by Heavenly Persons.

Could this place also be part of the Demon Suppressing Spirit Mountain?

Or perhaps a palace of the Demon Suppressing Spirit Mountain?

The palace forecourt had nine layers of steps, but as he lifted a foot to step on the first layer, he paused.

His left foot suspended in mid-air, unable to step down.

As if a high wall was piled on the steps, separating from the outside world.

As his foot tried to descend, it was as if it encountered a wall, only able to land back beside his own foot.

He lowered his left foot, Operating to his right foot, and carefully lifted it.

But still, the invisible barrier blocked him.

He frowned in thought.

The palace turned out to have no external walls, only unseen ones.

Seeing the four white deer had no intention of entering, he knew they too would be stopped.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered, withdrawing True Yuan, adopting the posture of the Spiritual Abyss Body Cleansing Record before the steps, practicing its First Technique.

Being Spiritual Mountain, being Heavenly Persons, using Spiritual Abyss Power should be compatible.

After a quarter-hour, he completed the First Technique of the Spiritual Abyss Body Washing, and as he lifted his left foot brimming with Spiritual Abyss Power again, it was still blocked outside.

The invisible force did not disappear nor did it harmonize with the Spiritual Abyss Power.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Was he mistaken, was this Demon Suppression Hall not part of the Spiritual Mountain?

Or was the power above not related to the Spiritual Mountain?

Merely using the word Demon Suppression and Divine Language?

He changed the Spiritual Abyss Power into True Yuan, trying once more to kick forward, only to be thrown back.

Strange power coursed through his body, shaking his internal organs.

"Pfft!"

He found himself injured, although not in severe pain, the injury was not light.

The power that injured him was the one controlling True Yuan.

That strange power could indeed harm, and when it did, it was a gentle assault.

He shut his eyes, grimaced.

This was troublesome.

The strange power lingered within his organs, entwining persistently.

True Yuan couldn’t approach, unable to aid in healing.

To recover, he could only rely on the strength of his flesh.

He looked up at the sky.

Above the void, the Sky Dragon soared, absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, transforming it into pure power, merging into its flesh.

However, this pure power couldn’t enter his organs, avoiding the realm of strange power.

Thus, recovery was exceedingly slow.

He tried to move his hands delicately.

But he couldn’t open the Light Gate.

He sighed deeply.