บท 1270: The Red Coffin

Qingfeng Li looked up at the huge palace which was magnificently built with golden bricks and blue tiles.

The top of the palace was covered with gold and jade, more majestic than even a royal palace.

Inside the palace, the ground was paved with meteorite rocks, a feat that only a Spirit Emperor Realm Master could accomplish since it was difficult for an ordinary self-cultivator to acquire even one meteorite rock, not to mention hundreds of them.

In front of the palace stood a huge plaque, on which were written three big characters: Spirit Emperor Palace.

The calligraphy of the characters was lively, vigorous, bold, and strong. It contained a mysterious and powerful presence.

While Qingfeng Li was looking at the Spirit Emperor Palace, he heard some sounds from behind. He turned his head, only to see Linger Yao falling from the sky.

"How did you come in here?" Qingfeng Li was surprised at the sight of Linger Yao.