Although this golden light was not dazzling, it contained a great amount of power.
As soon as Wang Yan was enveloped by it, he wanted to resist, but he found that his Dantian was uncontrollable and motionless.
Even the abundant astral power flowing in his limbs and meridians was stagnant!
This time, Wang Yan was extremely shocked, because this was the most terrifying confinement power he had ever seen.
Not only could it confine his movements, but it could also suppress the star power in his Dantian. The only thing that was not affected was his Divine Soul.
"The Golden Light Avenue welcomes people, the Forbidden Gate opens, and you will become a dragon."
Simon Rampart looked at all this and murmured to himself. His eyes gradually became misty.
"Boy, don't resist. This is a great opportunity. Relax your mind and let this golden light take you to where you should go."
Simon Rampart's voice sounded in his mind, and Wang Yan was a little relieved.
A peerless Sword Immortal would certainly not deceive a young man like him.
What's more, Simon Rampart was still thinking about the Heavenly Sword Art. How could he let him have an accident?
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Yan also asked with a soul voice transmission, Senior, this Golden Light Path …
"This is a reward that only the winner of the Convention of Talents can enjoy alone. Boy, cherish it."
Wang Yan suddenly realized that Wang Yuesheng had told him before that if he won the first place in the Convention of Talents, he could walk through the Forbidden Palace, meet the Emperor of Jin Ling, and make a request.
Just as Wang Yan's imagination roamed, the golden light enveloped him, appearing like a startled swan and disappearing in a flash.
The golden light came and went as quickly as it came, as if it was being summoned by something.
Like an illusory golden bridge, it gradually disappeared from the sight of countless people, along with Wang Yan.
…
In just the blink of an eye, the golden light disappeared, and Wang Yan fell to the ground. Looking at the magnificent palace in front of him, he couldn't help but feel lost.
This palace could be regarded as the most magnificent and towering building that Wang Yan had ever seen.
It occupied an immeasurable area. The purple walls were gilded with gold, and it was like an unrivalled vicious beast in hibernation.
In front of Wang Yan was an incomparably tall arched door. At this moment, the arched door opened, revealing a golden staircase that stretched for miles.
Every step seemed to be made of gold and was extremely luxurious.
"This is …"
"The Forbidden Palace."
A slightly abrupt voice suddenly sounded out, causing Wang Yan's entire body to tremble, his muscles tensed up, and his Dantian circulated madly.
The owner of this voice was none other than the Prime Warrior saint, Bai Yiyuan!
Wang Yan still remembered this voice, never forgetting it.
In the next instant, the space in front of Wang Yan was torn apart, and then a mighty figure walked out from within.
Dressed in a white robe, with white hair and a youthful face, who else could it be but Bai Yiyuan?
What followed was an overwhelming murderous aura, causing Wang Yan to feel as if he was in the middle of winter at this moment, and his entire body felt cold.
A great sense of danger arose in his heart as uneasiness filled his soul.
"Don't worry, I won't attack you."
The terrifying murderous aura suddenly vanished, as if it had never been there in the first place.
Bai Yiyuan looked at Wang Yan warmly. His smile was like a benevolent old man looking at a young man who could bring him joy.
"Let's go. We'll be able to see the Emperor of Jinling once we pass through the Forbidden Palace."
Although Wang Yan did not quite understand what Bai Yiyuan was thinking, he still followed him to the arched door.
At the same time, he observed Bai Yiyuan cautiously. If he suddenly attacked, he would immediately burn his life soul and use Blood Escape.
Although Wang Yan was very confident in his own strength, he was not confident that he could escape from Bai Yiyuan.
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow.
For Bai Yiyuan to be able to shake up the entire Eastern Plane and spread his name across the Starsource Continent, his strength and abilities were obvious.
"Countless powerful senses of the soul will scan through the arched door and learn everything about you."
Just when they were about to enter the arched door, what Bai Yiyuan suddenly said made Wang Yan's heart leap.
If the powerful senses of the soul could see everything, wouldn't his identity as a demonic cultivator be exposed?
"Let's go."
Under Bai Yiyuan's gentle yet extremely sharp gaze, Wang Yan could only force himself to enter the arched door.
Immediately, a terrifying, earth-shattering pressure bore down on Wang Yan.
Immediately, Wang Yan wanted to resist instinctively, but when he sensed that the terrifying pressure did not target him with any killing intent, he let out a sigh of relief.
With each step he took, an extremely powerful and terrifying sense of the soul would press down.
Wang Yan circulated his dantian as hard as he could, spreading the stellar energy throughout his body and covering his one hundred and eight acupoints.
At the same time, the power of his soul erupted, surging into his body and suppressing the black fish condensed from demonic qi.
With each step, Wang Yan would tremble in fear. He was afraid of exposing his identity as a demonic cultivator.
Fortunately, the countless, terrifying senses of the soul did not show any abnormalities. They only swept past him before vanishing.
"We're here."
At this moment, Bai Yiyuan's voice rang out. Wang Yan raised his head and could not help but be surprised.
There was no path ahead, but there were two golden doors completely formed from space.
The two golden doors were extremely tall, as if they pierced through the clouds. It was impossible to see the end of them.
Its entire body was overflowing with brilliant colors, glistening with golden light, and emitted a gorgeous and magnificent brilliance.
Just as Wang Yan was at a loss for what to do, the two golden doors suddenly opened by themselves, revealing a quiet path paved with limestone.
Wang Yan was immediately taken aback, as the scene before him greatly differed from what he had imagined.
This quiet path couldn't be any more ordinary. It gave off the feeling of being in a field.
As far as the eye could see, there were all kinds of strange flowers and plants planted on both sides of the path. Behind them were rows of densely packed, verdant bamboos.
A weak and refreshing breeze blew past, causing the bamboos to sway and let out a pleasant sound.
At this moment, Wang Yan felt as if he had arrived at the Sun Sect's Middle Peak and met Nie Feichen.
That was because this scene was similar to Nie Feichen's place of cultivation.
Bai Yiyuan remained silent as he stepped onto the limestone path. His majestic figure gradually shrank in Wang Yan's eyes.
Seeing this, Wang Yan was slightly startled. He snapped back to reality and followed closely behind.
After walking along the limestone path for a few miles, Wang Yan stopped in his tracks. This was because three thatched cottages appeared in front of him.
There was a row of wooden fences around the cottages. There were a few fertile plots of land with all kinds of fruits and vegetables planted on them.
There was a clear pond in front of the cottages. Flocks of chickens and ducks could be seen, and cranes and geese could be seen dancing. It was quiet and serene.
This pond was not large, only ten feet wide. A man dressed in coarse hemp clothes was fishing with his back to Wang Yan.
There were many figures around him, and one of them was the First Prince, Jin Zihan.
"Sit anywhere."
The gentle and dignified voice caused Wang Yan's body to tremble. He felt as if he had seen a giant ancient figure that held the sun and the moon in its hands, with its head above the sky and its feet on the underworld.
Behind this giant figure was a Divine Kingdom that glowed with golden light. It was boundless and stretched for who knew how many miles.
"Greetings, Emperor."
Bai Yiyuan waved his sleeves and bowed respectfully.