"I'm afraid this struggle has already gone beyond the scope of the Nine Heavens War..."
Wu Wei sighed softly, took one last look at the direction of Zhou Yiwang shrouded in mist, and murmured, "Two hundred and twenty years have passed. What exactly are you plotting?"
...
While the outside world was in turmoil, the Nine Kings Secret Realm remained utterly tranquil.
Although he had been here once before, he was too rushed that time to explore properly.
He always felt that this palace might be hiding other secrets, and this was not only related to the fact that the Ninth Prince had set up a secret realm based on this palace, but also to himself.
So, where exactly was the replica of the Chaos Bell left in the palace?
Finding the Prince of Jiangling might answer all these questions.
It seems that everyone who enters the Nine Kings Secret Realm is separated into a separate space, and Shen Qian did not encounter anyone else.
Following the location from his memory, when Shen Qian arrived at the place where he had first met the King of Zhenbei, he found it empty and there was no sign of the King of Zhenbei.
"Has something changed in the Nine Kings Secret Realm, or..."
Shen Qian frowned, moved, and arrived at the second place in his memory, the place where he had met King Taiyi.
The pool that once existed has vanished without a trace, and King Taiyi is naturally no longer here.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Qian seemed to understand something.
"Assuming the Nine Kings' Secret Realm is open to each individual, does that mean the Nine Kings' treasures are also random?"
This is the only assumption we can make before the sinking.
It's highly likely that last time, because he was the only one who entered, he obtained all the treasures and also encountered the only self-aware King Jiangling.
There were seven people in total this time. If they were to be divided equally, each person might only be able to encounter one of the original nine kings.
"No matter what, I should at least meet someone. If the Prince of Jiangling is really waiting for me, he should be here."
Shen Qian quickened his pace and went straight to the deepest part of the palace, the place where the King of Jiangling had appeared.
When Shen Qian arrived here, his eyes lit up, because the broken bridge was still there, and at the bridgehead stood a figure in white.
"The Prince of Jiangling!"
Shen Qian's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over and bowed respectfully.
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