Chapter 2010 - 1527: Emperor’s Divine Fist—Emperor’s Seal!

Before truly entering the Human Emperor Tower, Jiang Dali had already attempted to open the panel multiple times.

He discovered the panel could open normally and wouldn’t be interfered with, although the Earth Intent seemed to only exist within him. Each time he tried to release the Earth Intent outside, he felt its resistance. Evidently, even the Earth Intent dared not lightly challenge the fearsome power of the Emperor.

As he entered the Human Emperor Tower, the pressure from the Emperor grew increasingly intense. Jiang Dali found that the panel’s response began to show some interference, with the fluctuations in cultivation points and other data appearing a bit sluggish. The Jianghu Forum page couldn’t open at all, and the Earth Intent timidly retreated to the depths of his Ancestral Aperture Primordial Spirit, appearing fearful and hesitant.

"The Emperor... such a powerful and terrifying figure, it seems perhaps the higher levels of the tower might render the panel completely unusable. The Earth Intent might even leave my body to retreat to the Divine Fragment."

Jiang Dali felt a sense of awe as he completed the twenty-zhang corridor, and everyone gradually entered the grand hall on the first floor of the Human Emperor Tower.

Within the empty vast hall, aside from the entrance portal corridor through which they entered, there were eight other portals positioned at eight different directions.

In the center of the tower stood a statue of the Emperor, facing away.

There were no stairs leading to higher levels on either side of the tower.

Looking up, one could only see a massive, glowing dome measuring five hundred zhang in circumference. Waves of overwhelmingly powerful pressure poured down from above, causing everyone inside the tower to feel as if a massive stone was pressing on their chest, making it hard to breathe.

He Jin, with hands tucked into his sleeves, smiled and approached Jiang Dali, respectfully bowing to the Emperor’s statue nearby and introduced, "Marquis, see there, that is where the Emperor set up his teaching legacy inside the Human Emperor Tower.

Over four hundred years ago, the Emperor, during his seclusion, established the inheritance of the Emperor’s Divine Fist there. Any hero who wins the championship at the Hundred Heroes Association or a secret key holder who enters the Human Emperor Tower can attempt to comprehend the Emperor’s Divine Fist once..."

His words paused, and he shook his head with a sigh, "Unfortunately... over the years, not to mention the vassal states, even in the Holy Dynasty, besides the Regent King, no one has managed to comprehend the Emperor’s Divine Fist."

Jiang Dali gazed thoughtfully at the Emperor’s statue facing away, pondering, "Does each person only have one chance? How is this inheritance conducted?"

"That’s correct, each person only has one chance. In fact, if you don’t succeed once, it’s unlikely you ever will."

He Jin shook his head as he spoke, "You just need to walk over there, approach the Emperor. As long as you can face him directly, it means you’ve learned the Emperor’s Divine Fist."

At this moment, everyone’s eyes turned to Jiang Dali, with varied expressions, yet all carried a hidden sense of polite expectation.

As the first Marquis of the Holy Dynasty in two thousand years, Jiang Dali was highly esteemed by the Regent King, demonstrating strength and potential that even surpassed Dugu Qiubai. Naturally, everyone was willing to pause and watch his performance, except for Dugu Qiubai, who directly headed towards a side portal, unconcerned.

Tap, tap—

Jiang Dali walked barefoot, his clothes tattered from battle, towards the Emperor’s statue.

Initially, upon approaching within ten zhang, he didn’t feel much, but as he drew closer, a peculiar sensation as if he was stepping into an enigmatic space emerged. It felt like no matter how he approached, the distance to the Emperor remained a consistent thirty zhang, unchanged as if he was treading on the spot.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Dali frowned slightly, then circumvented to another side, and the peculiar sensation reappeared.

No matter which direction he approached the Emperor, he was always facing the Emperor’s back, instead of the perspective rotating with him.

"Is the Emperor’s statue rotating with my angle? No...not, the statue hasn’t moved at all; it’s my mind that’s moving!"

Jiang Dali suddenly realized, and his spirit entered the Primordial State. His eyes became purely black and bright as he attempted to draw near again.

A strange sensation rose in his heart again, and he still felt as if he was treading on the spot.

Even if he changed his position or angle, the Emperor always presented his back to him.

This feeling needed no question; surely others experienced the same. Regardless of who, even if everyone surrounded the Emperor’s statue, each would feel the Emperor was facing away, with no difference in angle.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Dali’s current actions seemed indistinguishable from their past attempts, comically circling the back of the Emperor’s statue.

"To recognize this so quickly as a mental issue, as expected of you, but what use is that? No matter how formidable your spirit is, it surely can’t surpass the Emperor..."

Dugu Qiubai stood before an ancient portal with a slight smile on his lips, offering a whispered hint before intending to push the ancient door open to enter.

At that moment, Jiang Dali abruptly closed his eyes, taking a difficult step forward with his foot. A ripple effect slowly expanded from under his feet.

"Using this trick again... so-called, Insight State?" Dugu Qiubai’s eyes shifted, and his hand on the ancient portal paused slightly.