Published: February 24, 2025
Chapter 105: Mountains of Bones
From the outside, it only looked like an area of ten thousand miles, but Tan Yun knew that the interior space of the Heavenly Palace was extraordinarily vast, reaching a radius of thirty million miles!
What a shocking number this is!
With tears streaming down his face, Tan Yun maneuvered the Spirit Vessel and soared from the summit, landing on the steps leading to the palace gate after a few breaths.
The steps shone with golden light, consisting of more than a thousand slabs. Surrounding the steps were towering pillars that stood like mountains, each carved with lifelike depictions of Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons.
The entire Heavenly Palace was filled with an ancient and solemn sacred aura!
Men do not shed tears easily, but they do so when they reach a deep sorrow.
In the sky above, the Sea of Clouds surged, and the strong winds ruffled Tan Yun's hair, yet they could not dispel the pain within his heart.
He walked heavily, step by step, up the steps to the palace door. Compared to the Heavenly Palace, he was smaller than a speck of dust.
After countless ages, once again walking on the familiar steps, drops of tears dissipated in the fierce wind.
He walked slowly, leaving a solitary figure on the steps.
Climbing up the thousand steps, his tears never ceased!
Tan Yun reached the summit of the steps and paused before the towering palace gate. His right arm trembled as he raised it, gently tracing the formation patterns on the gate with his fingers. Tears flowed like springs, and scenes from millennia ago flashed in his mind.
Still in front of this palace gate, a gigantic Twelve-Clawed Golden Dragon lay prostrate before Tan Yun, speaking respectfully, “Little Gold pays respects to my master.”
“Please, master, grant Little Gold the Guardian Formation!”
The voice of the Golden Dragon Lord lingered in Tan Yun's ears at this moment, refusing to fade.
Tan Yun slowly turned his head, gazing at the towering pillars on either side of the steps, each inscribed with Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons, his tears blurring his vision.
Because the 1,980 towering pillars were the Formation Base Tan Yun had set up for the Thousand Dragon Forbidden Heaven Formation for the Golden Dragon Lord aeons ago!
These formation bases were all established by Tan Yun, and the total of 9,999,999 formation patterns on the palace gate also came from Tan Yun's hand from long ago!
It was evident that what the old man had said about studying for three hundred years and still being unable to break the formation referred to the Thousand Dragon Forbidden Heaven Formation set up by Tan Yun in the past.
Let alone the high-ranking members of Huangfu Sacred Sect who had experienced fifty thousand years and still couldn't break the formation; even if they waited until the Heavenly Punishment Continent reached the end of life, they would never be able to unravel the Thousand Dragon Forbidden Heaven Formation!
Even if it were the celestial gods today, they would spend their entire lives without the hope of breaking it!
Not for any other reason, but because this formation came from the hands of the primeval supreme!
From the hands of Tan Yun of old!
With deep sorrow in his heart, Tan Yun slowly turned and faced the palace gate once again.
Then, with both hands drawing a mysterious trajectory from his chest, he suddenly raised them to the sky. Instantly, two beams of spiritual power light surged from the palms, transforming into countless strands of delicate spiritual power that scattered and entered the formation patterns covering the palace gate.
“Open!”
Tan Yun uttered a single word, and immediately, the towering palace doors shattered the silence that had been sealed for millions of years. With a thunderous roar, they slowly opened!
Tan Yun entered the palace of the Golden Dragon Lord once more, but everything had changed.
He stepped heavily into the Heavenly Palace, and the doors behind him slammed shut with a “rumble!”
Tan Yun looked around, and what met his eyes were continuous mountains that seemed endless.