561 Palace Master.

Shi Lang was unaware of everything happening in the world or the lower realm. The terran was sitting on the floor, and his spirit was moving from his body to the sphere and then to his body. This was how he would change the affinity of the sphere to himself.

As he progressed, he understood that this sphere was something different. As he refined it, he realized the different natures and moods of the spiritual energies mashed together in the sphere. He could not put this feeling into words, but the object refined his mind as he refined the sphere.

The spiritual wisps left behind by the people all had different moods. I Lang was calming down by the tempering of these moods. Sometimes, he wished to act and kill everyone; sometimes, he felt decedent. As the refining continued, he gained firm control of his ideas and thoughts.

The phantom behind him could sense the changes and nodded faintly. Gradually, Shi Lang fell deeper into the state of cultivation and stopped caring about the surroundings. s mind was flooded with information about the different seniors and the palace.

Suddenly, the spirit energy in the hall churned, and many phantoms began to condense around Shi Lang. e people all gazed at him without fluctuating their expressions. e of the phantoms looked at Shadow Blade and asked, "You intend to let him inherit your mantle?"

Shadow Blade nodded and said, "I do. Why?"

Surprised, the person asked, "Do you even know what would happen if your skills appeared in this world? You dislike him?"

Shadow Blade chuckled and shook his head, saying, "No, my skills will not cause him trouble because he already has another inheritance under his possession, and I will only pass him my sword skills, not the shadow element tricks."

The phantoms were all surprised, and one of them asked, "Old Shadow, tell me whose inheritance has this kid gained? You sound very approving of the other person."

The others also asked him the same thing, and Shadow Blade was left with no room to dissuade them and said, "Back then, a young man called Lightning Shura came to the palace. Do you remember?"

The phantom who asked him the question heard the name and immediately flew off the handle, "How dare you mention his name? That brat acted so cockily even my killing heart sutra was rejected by him. How pretentious."

Shadow Blade smiled and said, "This young man is also from the lower realm. Carries the mantle of that kid. However, he is not entirely following him but evolving from his skills as his foundation. He cultivates the lightning spiritual attribute. e will be strong in the future." This chapter's initial release occurred on the N0v3l-B1n site.

The people fell silent, and gradually, they all nodded in approval. Maybe the experts left spiritual consciousness behind, but they were all god-level cultivators and could still easily peek through a person's fate.

Although they could not look at the heavenly secrets directly to determine a set trajectory for this young man, they could still tell that the person before them was a dragon, and he would soar the heavens with his skills and strength.

Shi Lang was unaware of their presence and immersed in refining the sphere. At that moment, he sensed his consciousness syncing with the palace. t was as if he was the palace himself. He could sense everything inside and outside the palace. He had a clear picture of the palace inside his mind.

He looked at the people fighting and then at some trying to enter the palace with different means. He shook his head, and his consciousness returned to normal. Shi Lang slowly opened his eyes and was surprised to see many spirit phantoms inside the room. He stood up and bowed with his hands cupped as he said, "Junior Shi Lang greets Seniors."

The people nodded in return. They could tell a lot of things about him, and one of them said, "Old Shadow, we will leave now. It would be best to tell him to move the palace somewhere else. Those things outside will not sit still, and the palace is not invincible."

Shadow Blade nodded, and then all the phantoms began to vanish one after the other. Shi Lang asked, "Senior, I have finished refining the palace core."

The handsome phantom replied, "You can try to control the palace and repel these people before moving the building away. You can use the building as a means of transport. It can change the size and even turn as small as a speck of dust. So hiding will not be a problem, but you must lose these people."

Shi Lang thought about it and nodded. He closed his eyes and found that Yun Xue and Bo Qingtan were not in the palace. His brows furrowed, and he wanted to look for them when Shadow Blade said, "Your friends are having an encounter with destiny. Do not worry."

Shi Lang understood his meaning and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and channeled a streak of lightning inside the sphere. Shadow Blade was shocked to see this but then regained his composure, thinking how gawfe of him to be shocked by the actions of a junior.

The terran had completely understood the palace core in the shortest time possible. He channeled a wisp of lightning energy into the ball, and something strange happened outside.

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The people lingering around the palace suddenly had a bad hunch, and they all retreated to avoid the danger. The next moment a strong lightning shot from all directions. The lightning came from inside the palace. Followed by the lightning, a voice echoed in their minds.

"Did you all not learn basic manners when raised in big families? Did they never tell you how to pay respects to an elder or not to disturb the rest of the dead?"

The volume was calm, but the tone was filled with disdain and disrespect. The people were shocked, and suddenly a strong pressure originated from the palace and pushed the people away from the palace grounds. The voice echoed once again, "You wish to enter the palace and see if this seat has left any inheritance or treasures behind. Hmph, are you uncultured ants worthy of it? How dare you sully my Heaven Palace with your dirty thoughts? Do you all wish to die?"

The pressure increased after the last syllable was spouted. The cultivators were all Immortal General level. Even a Lord could suppress them to the ground; how could they deal with the pressure of an Immortal Emperor?

The voice snorted, and a pair of eyes appeared above the palace. The eyes were brimming with disdain, but quickly they became indifferent. It was as if the eyes were looking at the dead bodies.

The voice sounded again, "I will give you a chance. If you wish to enter the threshold of my palace and become my successor, you must fulfill two conditions."

The people perked up their ears. The voice continued, "You will have to kill five demonic cultivators. Second, you will have to relocate the palace. Only when you have five demonic cultivators' heads in your hands will you see the palace's beckon signal. Do you all agree?"

The void shook from the roar of so many human experts. The next moment, the people watched the palace shiver, and the ground trembled. The entire building began to rise, slowly detaching it was already levitating. The next movement, a light flashed, and the people closed their eyes for a second.

They saw a streamer of light heading away and chased. The demonic cultivators chased to destroy the palace, and the immortals chased after them to kill and enter the palace.

After the people were gone, Shi Lang was still lying inside the palace. The light flashed was a special effect he created using probes and holographic projections. However, the people fell for it. They chased after a placebo while the real palace was still in the same place. They had only changed the sizes.

Shi Lang did not hastily move the palace to another place, but he transformed it into the size of a dust speck, and flying close to the surface, he burrowed underground from the fine crevice around the place.

He remembered the place he came for. His spirit beast was still inside the cavern below. Shi Lang flew the palace through the crevice and unnoticed by the spiritual sense left behind by the experts, and he came to the lake. This water body was still filled with liquid spirit. How can he let it go to waste?

Shi Lang moved the palace above the lake, and a vortex appeared under the palace. All the water in the lake was sucked inside the palace.

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Shadow Blade asked, "Aren't you a bit stingy?"

Shi Lang replied, "Senior, the spirit consciousness of the seniors will need some aid to sustain before they find a worthy successor. This lake will aid them."

Shadow Blade replied, "Well played, Palace Master."