Ning Fan opened his eyes, sweating profusely, gasping for air, his eyes red as he remembered everyone.

Just now, the faces of Ling Fei and Shen Moxin gradually became blurred in his memory. It was a very scary state of mind, as if he wanted to abandon them, and eventually become a walking zombie.

"Why, cut off the mortal world, they will only hinder your progress. Cut off the connection with them, and you will be able to enter a new world." A voice came slowly.

Ning Fan shook his head and said firmly: "They are my lovers, relatives, and friends. I can't make myself stronger by forgetting them. The reason why I choose to be strong is to protect them. Without them, I can't

What’s the use of becoming stronger?”

"But if you don't have the strength, how can you protect them?"

Now entering a point of conflict, Ning Fan recalled everything he had with everyone, and replied with firm eyes: "No, I believe I will become stronger because of them. If no one has passed by them, then I will do this

The first person cannot kill the world of mortals, but I can kill all enemies that come my way."

"Okay, you succeeded. In front of you are the best of all times, but they all failed. The path you chose is very difficult. I wish you good luck. Although you succeed, you cannot get the inheritance of Tiangong."

"Sometimes your destiny must be there, but when your destiny is not there, don't force it." Ning Fan was very calm.

A golden light appeared and transformed into a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ning Fan.

"you are?"

"I am the first Lord of Heavenly Palace."

After hearing this, Ning Fan stood up and gave a salute. Although he had never heard of Tiangong, in the mythology of Daxia Kingdom, the word Tiangong represents absolute authority, which is probably even worse than that of Tianfu and Underworld.

"Hey, the path they chose was to cut off the mortal world, but it's a pity that their bones are buried here."

"Why?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace sighed and said: "Because their way is to treat all things as stupid dogs, and the candidates for the Heavenly Palace in my original intention are determined to protect all living beings, otherwise the word Heavenly Palace will be in vain."

"Young man, this era is the last era. Troubled times are coming. Are you willing to be the Lord of the Heavenly Palace?"

"Are there any benefits?" Ning Fan asked.

The Lord of Tiangong glared at Ning Fan and said, "Of course there is. Tiangong has a rich foundation and is worshiped by all races. What do you think?"

"Would that be a lot of work?"

"nature."

Hearing this, Ning Fan had a headache, but he still nodded: "I do!"

The future is full of troubled times, and Ning Fan also wants to give Shen Moxin and the others a stable home. Although it is still far away, as long as the foundation of this heavenly palace is available, it is only a matter of time.

"Take it." The Lord of Heavenly Palace threw out a golden token.

It is engraved with a gleaming dragon pattern. It is a supreme treasure with two words written on it: Heaven's Order!

"There is also a supreme magic in the Heavenly Palace, but this magic can only be practiced by you. It can only be passed down to one person in a generation, otherwise it will suffer backlash."

"What magic is so heaven-defying?" Ning Fan was very surprised.

Only divine arts that are absolutely heaven-defying would be subject to such restrictions. Otherwise, if everyone could master this magical arts, wouldn't the world be in chaos?

"One Qi transforms three pure things."

Without waiting for Ning Fan to ask, the Lord of Tiangong sent a golden light into Ning Fan's mind, and then began to dissipate: "Young man, remember my words, I look forward to Tiangong creating brilliant glory again!"
Chapter completed!