After reaching Lv 2 of the Divine Martial Arts Realm, Long Chen had started to use his Divine Senses. The feeling of Divine Senses was amazing. Even if Long Chen closed his eyes and cut off all other senses, he could still use the eyes of the God Martial Soul to perceive every little movement around him. Even without his eyes, he could still see everything around him. Of course, it was only ten meters. But when Long Chen's level increased, this pair of invisible eyes could extend his Divine Senses to a distance of ten thousand miles.
He could see every grass and every tree within ten thousand miles.
This was the horror of Divine Senses, and it was also the means to become an Immortal.
Within one mile of the Soul-Devouring Demonic Eyes, there was basically no one or any signs of life.
"Didn't they say that there are millions of outer sect disciples in the Sacred Martial Palace? Why is there no one here? Even if the Sacred Martial Palace is big, it can't be this big."
Long Chen had doubts in his mind.
His mind was in a mess. It was time to embark on a journey and strive to catch up with Lingxi. He put aside the complicated emotions in his mind and made himself iron-blooded. In this way, it was very convenient for him to think. Although there was no one around, Long Chen still decided to go deeper. Maybe there was someone in the deeper part.
This huge, giant city built across the Innumerable Mountains was quiet and not a sound was made. It was said that there were nearly ten million rooms in the Sacred Martial Palace. Each room was of similar specifications. It seemed that every disciple who entered would have a room. It was very well-equipped. Long Chen opened a few of the rooms. Judging from the inside, there should have been people living here a day ago.
"Where did all these people go?"
This was only the periphery of the Sacred Martial Palace. Perhaps he would know the answer once he entered. Without any hesitation, Long Chen quickly walked toward the center of the Sacred Martial Palace. In the vast Sacred Martial Palace, his body was as small as an ant. For the millions of disciples in the Sacred Martial Palace, Long Chen was indeed an ant-like existence. The world was simply too big. If it wasn't for the fact that one had unparalleled strength and dominated the world, it would be difficult to find a sense of existence.
Finally, after advancing another hundred miles, Long Chen finally heard a faint noise coming from the front. He finally felt the presence of people. Of course, the sound was still very far away.
If there was a sound, it meant that there must be people. Moreover, from the sound, it seemed that a lot of people had gathered together to hold a grand event. It was very likely that today was one of the grand ceremonies of the Sacred Martial Palace. Long Chen advanced rapidly on the wide main street. With the Golden Thunderbolt Dragon, his speed was as fast as lightning. The golden lightning flashed through the Sacred Martial Palace. The sound in front of him became clearer and clearer. Yes, there were indeed countless people gathered together to hold a grand ceremony. It was very lively.
It was a boiling cauldron of voices.
He increased his speed. When Long Chen saw that there were people on the main street, he stopped. The people standing on the main street should be standing on the periphery of the event. They couldn't squeeze in. Most of them were young people with a small number of middle-aged people. Their strength was roughly at Lv 1 or Lv 2 of the Divine Martial Realm. With a sweep of his Soul-Devouring Demon Eyes, the front was densely packed with such people. They should be the outer sect disciples of the True Martial Emperor Palace. There must be millions of such experts surrounding this place.
In front of him was an incomparably huge square that could accommodate millions of people standing directly in it. One could imagine how huge this square was. From the vague discussions of the surrounding people, Long Chen heard the name of this square. It was called the Sacred Martial Square.
This was the core of the entire Sacred Martial Palace.
Everyone was squeezing in and looking at the real core, which was a small area in the middle of the Sacred Martial Square. Long Chen looked at the people next to him as he squeezed in. He wanted to enter the True Martial Emperor Palace and climb very high in it. The first thing he had to do was to enter the True Martial Emperor Palace from the Sacred Martial Palace. Therefore, he had to understand what was going on in the Sacred Martial Palace.
Long Chen had a strong body. In terms of physical strength, no one present, at least within a ten mile radius of Long Chen, could compare with him. Coupled with his super fast speed, he was like a loach moving forward in the dense crowd of Divine Martial Realm experts. His speed didn't slow down at all and he was like a fish in water.
The Sacred Martial Square had a slight incline, with the center being the lowest. Long Chen raised his head. His vision passed through the dense and terrifying black sea of heads and saw what was happening in the center of the Sacred Martial Square. The scene of millions of heads looked a little scary. Moreover, these were the heads of experts in the Divine Martial Realm.
In the entire Myriad Kingdoms Territory, there was not a single warrior in the Divine Martial Realm. In the real core of the Dragon Sacrificial Continent, including the Sacred Martial Palace in the periphery, there were millions of warriors in the Divine Martial Realm. There were hundreds of Sacred Martial Palaces in total. In other words, the number of disciples in the Divine Martial Realm in the periphery of the Sacred Martial Palace was already more than a hundred million.
This terrifying number displayed exactly how formidable the overall strength of the Imperial Region was.
The Four Emperors Domain was just the periphery of the real True Martial Imperial Domain. Compared to the real True Martial Imperial Domain, it was much inferior. If the True Martial Imperial Domain was already like this, how many experts were there in the Three Regions and Nine Realms …
Obviously, Long Chen was still insignificant. He was a young dragon among countless people. One day, he would step on everyone's head.
Of course, this was not the problem that Long Chen was currently thinking about.
As he moved forward, Long Chen looked at the central position. At this moment, there seemed to be a huge chaotic battle taking place there. There were at least tens of thousands of people participating in this battle. The battle of tens of thousands of warriors in the Divine Martial Realm was earth-shattering. Long Chen had no idea who was fighting who. However, from the excited discussions of the people around him, he could roughly guess some clues.
"How many of these ten thousand people can successfully enter the True Martial Imperial Palace?"
"Sigh, the two Old Ancestors did not have a clear standard. Who can enter the True Martial Imperial Palace that they have always dreamed of, and who will miss the opportunity again? It all depends on the two of them. Even if the two Old Ancestors don't like those who have reached the Great Perfection of the Second Tier of the Divine Martial Realm, there is no other way but to continue to endure in the Sacred Martial Palace."
"As a disciple of the True Martial Imperial Palace, I have never seen the real True Martial Imperial Palace. This is probably the biggest regret of my life."
"Brothers, don't be discouraged. There will be a chance every ten days. We still have a long time. At most, there will be more than ten people who can enter the True Martial Imperial Palace every time. I don't believe that the two Old Ancestors won't give us a chance within ten years if we work so hard."
"That's right. Since we are here, don't be discouraged. We didn't come to the Sacred Ground to complete missions and get rewards. We didn't come here to waste our time. We came here to fight and cultivate with all our might in order to enter the real True Martial Imperial Palace."
Along the way, the voices of those people were more or less the same.
Long Chen could almost guess that the people inside should be undergoing a test. Those who passed the test would be able to enter the real True Martial Imperial Palace.
Where exactly was the True Martial Imperial Palace? What kind of existence was it? Probably only a few people here knew about it.
Millions of people were discussing. That loud noise was like a roar. If one wasn't strong enough, they would probably faint from the shock.
"Ah, that person passed. He got the recognition of the Old Ancestor. Who is he?"
"Look at those clothes. It should be Jian Ling. She's so lucky. She has endured for two years and finally made it. I'm really happy for her. But we still have to slowly endure …"
Following their gazes, Long Chen lifted his head and saw that in the middle of the arena, many people had been flung out from the center. They were all suffering from various injuries. However, one of the girls seemed to have been flung into a circle of light. There seemed to be someone there to receive her. Those people were dressed the same as the leader of the guards at the entrance of the Sacred Martial Palace, the True Martial Envoy from the True Martial Emperor Palace.
This meant that this girl was already a member of the True Martial Imperial Palace. She was no longer one of the hundreds of millions of outer sect disciples.
There were hundreds of millions of outer sect disciples. Hence, the conditions to enter the True Martial Imperial Palace were very harsh. Not only cultivation realm, but real combat strength, perception, potential, and other factors were also very important.
Long Chen roughly understood the conditions of the True Martial Emperor Palace's selection. He definitely wouldn't have any problems. If this event was held once every ten days, then he should be able to participate after ten days. The problem was, how could he be considered to have passed the test of the two old ancestors? And who were the two old ancestors? Long Chen was a little curious.
With Long Chen's current speed, he soon successfully reached the center of the arena. This was the most noisy and crowded place. Countless Divine Martial Realm experts gathered together, forming a kind of soaring aura. Colorful clouds formed in the sky. Ordinary birds and even fierce beasts that flew in the sky would be directly shocked to death.
Here, Long Chen could roughly see it clearly. When he saw it clearly, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. In the center of the arena, there were tens of thousands of people fighting against one person. In the shroud of tens of thousands of people, there was a tall and burly man in red tight-fitting clothes. His hair was only half an inch long, standing on top of his head like steel needles. A strong battle intent erupted from this burly man. With just a few glances, Long Chen had an impulse to avoid this man.
His heart was shaken.