Peerless God Emperor

Currently, Qin Xuan and Qing Mu stood together. In front of them were hundreds of palaces, flowing with light and overflowing with color.    

"Brother Qing, you said before that you want to obtain the final lucky chance with the Sky Fault, so you need the Ice Crystal Snow Jade. Qin Xuan asked.    

"I don't know, probably." Qing Mu said with a wry smile. He knew very little about Heavenly Imperial Palace, and he only knew a little about it from the patriarch's mouth.    

Qin Xuan supported his forehead, his face revealing a gloomy expression, and said: "Seems like we can only fumble it out ourselves."    

"Why don't we split up and move in different directions? If we find one, we can send a sound transmission to each other." Qing Mu said.    

"Then let's do it." Qin Xuan nodded, after which he looked around, and finally spotted a direction, he stepped out and rushed there.    

Qin Xuan came to the front of a palace.    

"The name of this palace is Cloud Dreamer Palace. Perhaps the master of this palace is a master with an elegant mind, and he could even name himself so casually." Qin Xuan's eyes revealed a strange expression as he thought.    

All of the palaces in the Heavenly Imperial Palace were open for outsiders to view. Qin Xuan stepped into the Cloud Palace.    

There was nothing else in the palace but paintings and calligraphy. There were walls everywhere, as though they were specially designed to be appreciated by those who entered.    

"Could it be that the owner of the palace is a painter?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed as a strange idea emerged in his mind.    

It wasn't impossible …    

While there were very few portraits of people, Qin Xuan also noticed that on every picture scroll, there was a faint flow of spirit energy, which seemed to give off the sound of a great dao, making the picture scroll appear even more vivid and lifelike, unlike any ordinary picture scroll.    

It seemed that it was because of this that these paintings were still in perfect condition even after such a long period of time, as if they had just been completed.    

"Hmm?" Qin Xuan's brows suddenly twitched as if he had discovered something. His gaze landed on a remote wall.    

Compared to the other walls, this one seemed somewhat out of place. The other walls were filled with paintings, but there was only one painting on this wall. Even more unusual was that this painting looked extremely old.    

Qin Xuan's eyes revealed a pondering look. From the arrangement of the palace, the owner of the palace should be someone who could do as he wished, and was fond of painting as well. Otherwise, he would not have hung paintings all over the walls.    

However, the painting on this wall was covered in dust, and one couldn't even see the original painting clearly anymore. It was as if the painting was abandoned, which made people feel somewhat strange.    

"Is it because Master doesn't like this painting that you abandoned it here?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed. Perhaps it was because of this reason.    

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly appeared in Qin Xuan's mind. If he were to view the painting with his purple gold eyes, would he be able to see the original painting?    

In the next moment, a purplish golden radiance was released from Qin Xuan's eyes, as if he could look through all of the illusions. His gaze was fixated on the painting, and in the beginning, there was no change, but after a period of time, the faint marks made by a brush and ink on the painting started to become clear, and the lines became solid. The picture on the scroll became even clearer, and he could gradually see what was depicted on it.    

Qin Xuan noticed that there were a lot of figures on the picture scroll, many of them were dressed in black armor, they seemed to be soldiers, they lined up neatly in order, like a huge army.    

In front of the legion, there was a nine-headed dragon pulling the carriage. On the carriage stood a tall and mighty figure, who seemed to be wearing an emperor robe. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes exuded a domineering aura, as if he was untouchable.    

"The Son of Heaven." Qin Xuan secretly said as his gaze landed on the figure. Although this person was a character in the painting, he could still feel an innate emperor aura from the person's body, as if he could control the lives of everyone in the world.    

Even if this person was not a true overlord, he was definitely an overlord of a region whose might could shake the entire world.    

Just as Qin Xuan wanted to continue spying, suddenly, a terrifying light shot out from the painting, cutting off his connection with the painting in an instant, and shot into his eyes.    

"Humph!" Qin Xuan could not help but let out a stuffy groan as he instantly closed his eyes, causing blood to flow out from them. His body trembled slightly as a strong sense of danger arose from the depths of his soul, although it was only for an instant, but if it was even stronger, he would most likely not be able to keep his life.    

After a while, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the painting with lingering fear. It seemed like the painting contained a powerful force, perhaps left behind by the painter, in order to prevent others from peeping.    

Fortunately, he had only used a small portion of his strength, so the strength released by the painting was not that strong. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.    

After that, Qin Xuan continued to wander the area. He did not find anything strange, but he was not very interested in paintings, nor did he know how to look at paintings.    

On the ninth floor of the Heavenly Fault, in a majestic hall.    

The Buddhist light filled the skies as countless tall and imposing Buddhist statues towered in every direction, as if they were all gods. Their entire bodies shone with a resplendent luster, illuminating the great hall to the point where it was filled with a sacred and powerful buddhist pressure.    

And in the middle of the buddhist statues, an extraordinarily white figure sat quietly. His face was handsome, clean, and clean as he chanted, as if he was chanting buddhist chants.    

If there was anyone else present, they would have been shocked speechless by this scene.    

This man was Sky Roc Clan Yue Hongxuan.    

Yue Hongxuan's perception was extremely demonic and her talent was exceptional. She was familiar with the Ancient Scripture of the Daoist Canon, so she was proficient in many types of God Power, including Dharma.    

It was because he sensed the buddhist power that pervaded the entire Treasure Hall, which was why Yue Hongxuan came here to listen to the buddhist music and comprehend the true essence of buddhism.