Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 640, The Real Light Palace

 Dawn.

One night of time passed by very quickly. 

Although the small world of the sword pit still maintained an eerie dark redness, outside of the sword pit, the sky above Light City was already as bright as daytime. The rays of the sunlight, like clusters of thousands of golden arrows, were piercing out from the clouds. 

In the depths of the fire tree woods. 

Only one night had passed, but the fire tree woods had accumulated a thick layer of leaves. 

The leaves of the fire trees, as though it would grow forever, continued to fall and never stopped.

 Che! Che! Che!

With his long hair tied back only with a brown hairband, Divine General Gong, Gao Diping was intently sweeping the fire leaves into a pile. 

His movements were very gentle and swift, and he seemed to be very concentrated, like he was doing an important task. His essence, energy, and spirit had integrated as though he was facing a great enemy, and there was a solemn look on his face. He seemed to be sweeping the leaves, but his broom did not touch any leaves or the ground.

The broom, waving softly in his hand, seemed to contain a strange law like power.

At the end of the broom there was a layer of fog-like chaos mist.

The mist seemed to possess a spiritual nature. Every time the broom was waved about, the mist, like a thin veil, rolled up the leaves and tossed it to one direction.

Not far away.

There was a giant fire tree of such a size that it needed four people to fully encircle and had flourishing branches and leaves like a huge fiery domed treetop. Its branches fluttered and rattled in the wind. 

Under the tree. 

Several black and white waves of yuan qi light were fluctuating around several figures who were training with each other

These figures were the people that had been practicing every morning, day after day, rain or shine, for almost one year, Bai Yuanxing, Jin Ling’er, and the others. 

Just then——

Swoosh! 

A shadow-like white light leaped out of the sword pit, entering into the Light Palace in the blink of an eye.

The white light stopped in the most central space of the stone palace, slightly quivering and flashing at every step. In three steps it turned solid. It was Ye Qingyu, looking rather pensive.

After one night of talking, Ye Qingyu had received a myriad of shocking information from the stone monkey. After hearing all the secrets and matters about the Light Palace from the stone monkey, Ye Qingyu felt somewhat unfamiliar towards the stone palace before him. 

His eyes and expression were strange. Once he entered the palace, as though it was his first time inside. He once again studied and examined the stonewalls, stone bed, stone table, and stone chairs.

Ever since he first unleashed the divine sword of light, the originally dark walls of the stone hall were issuing a warm brilliance. Today, this soft light was still slowly penetrating out from the walls, as though it was endless. 

While the jade-like stone tables, stone chairs, and stone beds were also exuding a jade-like brilliance, which seemed to be gentler and more delicate than a year ago. 

“Let’s first try the stone monkey's method of allowing the little silver dragon to connect with the palace, re-endow the palace with spirituality, and then see what the so-called mystery of the palace is...” Ye Qingyu drew a deep breath, seating himself on the sparkling jade-like stone chair.

He turned and communicated with the little silver dragon that was in the form of a silver hairpin. 

The little silver dragon, who was in deep sleep, slowly awakened. 

Like a worm that had just overslept, the little guy stretched its body between Ye Qingyu's long hair and crawled out, landing on his shoulders. He then lightly rubbed its mini dragon head against Ye Qingyu's face, like it was very fond of him. 

Having slept for such a long time, his little body had not at all changed in size. He was still cute and tiny, glowing with a silvery light all over. 

Ye Qingyu communicated his thoughts to the little fellow.

Little silver nodded its head, and again affectionately rubbed against Ye Qingyu's palm, before he soared up. Transforming into a silver brilliance, it penetrated the surface of the most central courtyard of the Light Palace, like a dragon returning to the sea. 

Because the little silver dragon had swallowed the original spiritual snake, digested its memory and energy, so there was the possibility that it had become the new spirit of the Light Palace. 

Judging from the performance of Little Silver, it was clear that he had understood all this beforehand, so he easily integrated with the Light Palace. 

Ye Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

He pondered over what the stone monkey said to him before in the little world, and slowly but firmly placed both hands on the armrests of the stone chair. 

The armrests on both sides were carved with very simple, smooth, cloud markings. 

“According to the stone monkey, at this time I need to...” Ye Qingyu eyes darted around, looking at the dormant cloud markings on the armrest. Then, the most pure yuan qi from his dantian world poured into the armrest. 

Strange changes began to take place—— 

The dormant cloud markings were seemingly suddenly awakened by the yuan qi force. There were layers of clouds gradually beginning to flow, and faintly rolling across.  

And the whole jade stone chair also seemed to have been injected with a new life force. Inch after inch of writhing veins flowed out from the stone chair that Ye Qingyu was sat on, covering the entire stone chair within a short moment. These veins were filled with a slightly pulsating silver liquid, like the new blood vessels of the stone chair, but also like the original network of blood vessels of the stone chair. 

An even more astonishing scene followed.  

These seemingly alive veins were spreading across the surface of the stone palace at a frantic speed.

In a flash. 

The entire palace ground was covered with crisscrossing silvery vein markings, and began to climb up the stone walls like living creatures.

Like the twisted and intertwined roots of a thousand-year-old tree, the veins rapidly extended and spread until the walls were all covered within a few moments. 

The veins that seemed to have spread out from the stone chair and been lying dormant for many years in the stone palace hall were finally awakened today by the power that Ye Qingyu injected. 

After ten minutes. 

The ground, walls, wall pillars, and even the dome roof of the stone palace were all covered with dense vein markings. 

Following the development of the vein markings, the whole space began to produce many strange forces, which did not come from Ye Qingyu, but the stone palace.  

The Light Palace at that moment was like an ancient demon god, awakened by wisps of yuan qi power and its energy was restored. The whole room had livened up. 

More and more energy was constantly filling the interior of the stone palace.

Ye Qingyu marveled at the scene. 

The forces of the stone palace that came pouring out from all sides were as though it was about to crush the Light Palace.

Gradually, Ye Qingyu also felt an oppressive feeling brought by this inexplicable power. He felt like he was being squeezed into a huge sphere filled with gas, and this sphere was constantly being instilled with gas, pushing him into a small corner. Both his body and mind felt a strange repression. 

Just then, at this time—— 

Rumble!

Bursts of rumbling thunder-like noises erupted from the stone palace. 

Exuding a warm glow, the intertwined veins suddenly burst out with a dazzling silvery glow.

The abrupt blaze of bright light blinded everyone in the stone palace.

Boom! 

A more dazzling, substantial, and sacred silvery pillar of light than one year ago suddenly soared into the sky, like a silver-emitting giant sword was shot directly from the center of the stone palace courtyard into the Ninth Heaven.

With the Light Palace as the center, within hundreds of miles, the golden sun and the blue sky suddenly dimmed. Clouds scudded across, as though a surging wave was set off in the sky.

Endless brilliance spread to every corner of the Light City. In less than ten seconds, the sky of the entire Snow capital was blanketed in this silvery light, thick waves of clouds were constantly raging, and the whole Snow capital had become gloomy within seconds. 

In the vault of heaven the raging clouds and qi were converging toward the pillar of silver light. The divine sword of light that shot straight to the Ninth Heaven was being enveloped by the constantly expanding and accumulating swirling clouds and qi.

In the stone palace. 

Ye Qingyu, with eyes full of astonishment, stared at the surging flowing clouds on the armrest of the stone chair. He then scanned across the veins on the walls, and with his divine sense he noticed that the stone walls were not giving off a warmth like before. Instead, it faintly began to emit a burning heat. 

He looked up at the pillar of silver light that shrouded the overhead of the Light Palace, the shock in his eyes was more obvious than before. The scene in the stone palace and the shape of the divine light sword were quite different than the first time he sat on the stone chair a year ago. 

“Is this the true power of the Light Palace? Too amazing... It seems it is time to open up it’s true mystery...”

Ye Qingyu's eyes became hot. 

Wisps of yuan qi power were drawn out from his dantian world and rapidly flowed toward his arm, like spirit snakes, endlessly rushing to the armrest covered by his hands. 

And as Ye Qingyu's lips slightly opened and closed, an extremely mysterious ancient sound was chanted from his mouth.

This was one of the methods of control that the stone monkey taught him. 

Endowing the spirit, activating the formation, and then chanting the method. These were the ways to control the true power of the Light Palace, and not a single one of the three can be omitted.

With the constant chanting and the infusion of more and more yuan qi, Ye Qingyu suddenly seemed to be bathed in the silver flames that erupted from the stone chair.

The frantically blazing flames erupted with an insuppressible silvery glow, and the light of the flames, as though driven by mysterious forces, sped to the pillar of silver light. 

Suddenly. 

Rays of light shot out from the Light Palace, like the sun casting blinding light that made it hard to look straight in its direction.

The pillar of light in the palace was like an open passageway to an unknown world of nothingness, blooming out a blinding light, constantly converging, splitting, and changing into strange shapes. 

And the clouds and qi that swathed the pillar of silver light suddenly became muddy, the countless yuan qi power between Heaven and earth changed into a number of wildly dancing qi snakes, speeding toward the center of the cloud and qi. 

The entire Imperial capital was shrouded in this huge murky cloud and qi. The Snow capital was suddenly blanketed by clouds and mist, as if had fallen into endless darkness. 

“Heavens!” 

“What's going on here?” 

“That power is?” 

The strange scene in the direction of the Light Palace and the uncontrollable, wild, and violent clouds of yuan qi of the heavens and the earth filled every martial artists with fear, turning to the direction of the Light Palace in shock.   

Almost instantaneously, they all felt a repression like being crushed by a mountain. Their yuan qi and dantian world had become restless. Some Spirit spring and Bitter Sea stage experts who could not control the crazily surging yuan qi within their body had their face contorted with pain——