# Chapter 524: The Secret of the Bronze Immortal Hall
The Bronze Immortal Hall was the tomb of unparalleled kings, burying countless outstanding talents throughout the ages.
Every time it appeared, it would devour the lives of a batch of peerless experts. Throughout history, it had always been a mysterious place that no one could fully explore.
Nan Zheng returning alive naturally caused a huge uproar. Senior figures were extremely concerned, and various regional overlords also came forward. The heavenly palace was filled with noise and commotion.
"Everyone, I will reveal everything I know. There is no need to be so anxious." Nan Zheng smiled as he walked into the heavenly palace, sat down behind a jade table, and first drank a cup of wine himself.
"There is no need for such concern, everyone. Since Brother Nan has returned, how could we not learn what happened?" The Western Queen Mother had her cloud-like hair coiled high, adorned with a Nine Phoenix Hairpin from which mist and clouds cascaded. She was dignified, holy, exceptionally beautiful, and possessed countless graceful postures.
The noise disappeared as everyone returned to their seats. Most of the people in this heavenly palace were regional overlords who ruled this land, or extraordinary individuals and strange talents with transcendent status.
Immortal music began to play. Beautiful maidens of Yao Chi danced gracefully, their sleeves fluttering. Each one moved like a fairy treading on waves, with white clouds swirling at their feet, as if they were in the Guanghan Palace.
Outside the palace, mythical birds flew, bright and colorful like rainbows. Spirit birds carried ganoderma in their beaks, auspicious vapors cascaded down. Longevity apes offered peaches, their fragrance spreading everywhere.
Before the jade hall, orchids and iris covered the ground, exotic flowers spouted colorful mists. In the lotus pond, fish and dragons leaped and soared, clouds steamed and mists shimmered, flowing with gold and glowing with radiance.
Ye Fan was fortunate to sit at the end of the heavenly palace, in a place where only Sacred Lords could sit. He had been invited here as an extraordinary person, and Yao Chi had treated him with great courtesy.
Looking around the great hall, only he and the monkey were so young. Everyone else was over a thousand years old, most with white hair hanging down to their shoulders and eyes filled with the vicissitudes of time.
If you added together the ages of just a few people, they would approach ten thousand years. It could be said that everyone here had a terrifying background, and the least among them was the number one cultivator of a thousand kingdoms.
Many people looked at Ye Fan with strange expressions. He had consecutively slain holy sons, and even the various regional overlords had been alarmed and paid close attention.
People knew that he was only qualified to sit here as the inheritor of the Origin Heavenly Master. Next, Yao Chi wanted him to seal the Stone King.
Most people did not know the monkey's origin. He was proficient in transformation arts, on par with Ye Fan's Heaven-Shifting Earth-Transforming technique, and even Sacred Lords could not see through him.
The Source King lineage and several living fossils from the Source Art Aristocratic Clan had all cultivated the Son God Eye or Heavenly Eye. This was a divine art they had to cultivate, and only they knew the monkey's origin.
Ye Fan had sat down here wanting to hear Nan Zheng explain the mystery of the Bronze Immortal Hall, but unexpectedly it was put off, to be discussed over wine later.
He withdrew. Sitting with these people, there was nothing to talk about, far less enjoyable than clinking glasses and drinking freely with Li Heishui and the others.
The monkey also came out. Here, he didn't know many people and didn't want to drink with those old antiques, having no topics to discuss.
Outside the heavenly palace, among the various jade buildings and pavilions, many jade tables were set up. The fairies of Yao Chi danced gracefully on clouds, bringing various rare delicacies and fine wines.
"Little Leaf, why did you come out? There are Flat Peaches fit for a king to enjoy in the great hall, with powerful medicinal effects, much larger than the Flat Peaches outside," Li Heishui said.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged behind a jade table and laughed: "No matter. I'll go back in a while and bring some out for you."
Little Nannan sat obediently next to Ye Fan, but found herself almost buried in clouds. She was too small, and immediately wrinkled her delicate little nose.
Everyone laughed heartily, picked up the little one, and placed her on the jade table. Each person had their own jade table, so no one would blame her.
"Brother Ye, let me toast you." Jin Chixiao walked over, a smile on his face. His golden battle suit flowed with light, making him look quite divine and martial.
Ye Fan clinked glasses with him and drank it all in one gulp, laughing: "I heard Brother Jin was injured not long ago. Nothing serious, I hope?"
"Nothing serious. I don't know why, but the Ancient Assassin Divine Dynasty also made a move against me," Jin Chixiao frowned.
"We can be said to share the same affliction." Holy Son Yao Guang stood up, holding a jade cup as he walked over.
The three of them standing together naturally attracted much attention. The other outstanding talents of the Eastern Wasteland all looked over, paying close attention.
"You are a descendant of the Golden King Bloodline!" The monkey's golden eyes shot out lightning, staring at Jin Chixiao. "Pity, your blood is no longer pure. Your lineage has lost the grand momentum of the Ancient Emperor."
At these words, everyone looked over. Many people knew that the Golden Family of the Northern Plains was an ancient race, but few mentioned it because this topic was too sensitive. Unexpectedly, the monkey not only pointed it out but also saw through the bloodline inheritance issue.
Jin Chixiao revealed a hint of strange color but didn't say much. He raised his cup in a toast and drank a cup of wine himself.
"Life..."
A fire crow cried out, shooting a black light in the distant sky like a black lightning bolt. In the blink of an eye, an old Daoist wearing a feathered robe appeared.
"This is the Crow Daoist! He's still alive!" Many senior figures felt a chill.
Ye Fan's heart also jumped. He had seen this peerless old demon in the eighth layer of the Fire Domain, where he had wasted a pile of divine iron and killed a major figure from the Ji Family with just a few slaps.
"This is a giant among the demon clan, from the same era as the Red Dragon Daoist. He has lived for over three thousand years, half a generation older than the Sacred Lords!"
Everyone who recognized him felt chills running down their spines and quickly moved out of the way. This old demon had not appeared for over a thousand years, but his fierce reputation had not been forgotten.
The Supreme Elder of Yao Chi welcomed him and politely invited him into the heavenly palace, not daring to be negligent.
Before long, the longevity apes began offering peaches. The Flat Peach Feast began, with several spirit peaches placed on every table, their fragrance spreading everywhere.
Everyone exchanged toasts and engaged in lofty discussions. The ancient royal clans were about to emerge, and the disciples of the holy lands had already heard about it, all discussing it.
Jiang Huairen and Li Heishui dragged Ye Fan, insisting on toasting, specifically targeting the holy sons and holy maidens.
"Let's see which holy son is weak now, so we can help you kill him later and get you into the Extraordinary Scholars Academy. Anyway, they all have murderous intentions toward you," Liu Kou said very unkindly.
"Fairy, you are transcendent and refined, with ice-like skin and jade bones, making my heart yearn yet feel ashamed of my own ugliness." Jiang Huairen chased after the Holy Maiden of Wanchu, chattering endlessly.
"Little uncle, what are you doing?" Jiang Yifei's sister, Jiang Caixuan, happened to be standing nearby. She stepped forward to block her bandit-like uncle, scolding him.
"I'm trying to find you a little aunt," Jiang Huairen muttered quietly.
Jiang Caixuan was beautiful and lively. At this moment, she couldn't help rolling her eyes at this little uncle.
"Damn it!" A group of people glared angrily, especially the disciples of Wanchu. Their holy son had been killed by Ye Fan, and they had been holding in a belly full of anger.
"Purple Cloud Fairy, have you heard of the Innate Saint Body Dao Fetus?" On the other side, Liu Kou seriously asked the Holy Maiden of Zi Mansion and very earnestly toasted.
"Pfft"
Many people upon hearing this directly sprayed the wine from their mouths. This was too direct. The disciples of Zi Mansion all stood up.
Ye Fan walked over. He didn't deliberately release his aura, but there was an invisible pressure that made everyone's heart palpitate. They all silently retreated. Now, with his sacred body initially accomplished, he already had the momentum to intimidate his peers. Except for a few, the younger generation of the Eastern Wasteland could no longer contend with him.
Suddenly, there was a commotion not far away. Many people ran toward the entrance of the heavenly palace.
The holy sons and holy maidens all rushed over quickly. People knew that important matters with far-reaching implications were being discussed in the heavenly palace. They weren't qualified to enter but could listen at the palace entrance.
Ye Fan and the monkey could enter. They flew over, not wanting to miss anything.
"I saw the bones of many generation-surpassing experts inside the bronze hall..." Nan Zheng began to recount his experience.
He and many living fossils whose lifespans were nearly exhausted and who were about to pass away had entered the Bronze Immortal Hall. It was a narrow escape from death. Besides him, everyone else had died inside.
What Nan Zheng described was almost the same as what Ye Fan had experienced. However, they had relied on absolute strength, forcefully carving out a path to break in.
It wasn't like Ye Fan, who had relied on the power of the Green Copper Block at that time to get through safely.
Nan Zheng's group had shed blood at almost every step. Inside, Chaos Sword Light had appeared, nearly wiping out half of them. The Yin Yang Life and Death Gate had swallowed a large number of old antiques.
"The word 'Immortal' was dripping with blood, carved in the ancient times before the wasteland. To this day, it hasn't dried, emitting a murderous intent that spans ten thousand ages!"
Nan Zheng's voice was low as he slowly narrated. A group of living fossils had joined forces and gone one step further than Ye Fan, actually entering the world within the Mysterious Gate.
"That blood was extremely terrifying. Two senior living fossil-level figures went up, wanting to collect some for research. The moment they touched it, they turned to ashes," Nan Zheng said. The terrifying experience still made him frown slightly, as if he still had lingering fear.
Ye Fan was horrified. He secretly thanked his luck that he hadn't touched that terrifying immortal blood back then, or he would have been hard-pressed to escape death.
"Was it really the blood of an immortal?" the female palace master of the North Pole Ice God Palace asked.
"Some seniors speculated that it was the blood of an ancient great emperor, capable of severing and destroying all living beings in the world."
"What?" Everyone cried out in shock. Ancient great emperors were too sensitive. Anything related to them could stir up monstrous waves.
"Would an ancient great emperor die inside?" Everyone found it hard to believe. Those figures were famous throughout ten thousand ages. Which one would have died inside?
The people present were all regional overlords, masters of this land. They had experienced much and seen widely, yet at this moment, they were still horrified.
"Those living fossil-level figures all came from various holy lands. You should all know that their words should be credible, right?" Nan Zheng said.
The overlords present naturally knew. Those people were all about to pass away from various holy lands. Some were their own senior brothers whose blood had aged and dried up, and there were even a few junior uncle-level figures.
"Did the Bronze Immortal Hall exist in the ancient times?" Ye Fan transmitted his voice, secretly asking the Battle Saint Ape.
The monkey frowned and said, "I seem to remember my father mentioning it. I was too young at the time, and my memory is fuzzy. I don't know the specifics."
Ye Fan's heart shook. This Bronze Immortal Hall was truly ancient enough, able to be traced back to the ancient era.
Nan Zheng and the others had heard several passages of ancient scriptures there, truly captivated. After entering the world of the Mysterious Gate, they had almost been completely annihilated. A certain aura had nearly turned them all to dust.
"Just an aura was almost enough to tear you apart?" Everyone present was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe it.
They knew what kind of people had entered. They were all experts standing at the pinnacle of the current era, seeking opportunities to break through and extend their lifespans, to walk further on the path of immortal cultivation.
"What kind of existence was that?" Everyone could hardly imagine it.
"It was the aura of the Ruthless Great Emperor!" When Nan Zheng spoke these words, everyone was shocked into standing up.
"What? That's impossible!"
"Is he still alive?"
"He is probably the longest-living great emperor, at least over two hundred thousand years from now!"
Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with horror.
This ancient great emperor was different from others. He had been an enemy to the entire world, killing throughout the human realm, single-handedly resisting all the experts under heaven!
His growth process had been too rough and bumpy, a narrow escape from death at every turn, yet also too terrifying. It was a blood-soaked path, almost a world of one man.
"I didn't say he was still alive," Nan Zheng shook his head.
"What exactly did you see? How could you encounter his aura?"
"What did he leave behind? How did it almost annihilate all of you?"
Everyone was extremely agitated, urgently wanting to know the answer. These pieces of news were too shocking. Every heart was filled with stormy waves.
"We saw the corpse fragments of the Ruthless Great Emperor..." Nan Zheng narrated slowly.
After they entered, they saw bright red blood, no different from the blood of that 'Immortal' character. It was a mysterious and wonderful world.
In addition, there were some corpse fragments, though not many. It was the aura they emitted that had caused some senior figures to turn to dust the moment they approached.
"The Ruthless Great Emperor was dismembered? How is that possible!"
"Absolutely impossible. Who could have hurt him? Back then, he almost destroyed all the ancient traditions under heaven. What kind of person could overpower him?"
"Absolutely impossible. Even if he encountered a later great emperor, or met an ancient emperor, he couldn't have been defeated and killed!"
Almost everyone was stunned, completely unwilling to believe this news. The Ruthless Great Emperor looked down on ten thousand ages. There was absolutely no opponent who could have mercilessly dismembered him.
"It really was the Ruthless Great Emperor!"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, all looking toward Nan Zheng.