Chapter 1011 The world in the palm of your hand
Zhang Qian suddenly had a bad premonition. The five thousand-foot-high sacred mountains nearby were transformed from five incredible fingers, and the five fingers were a palm above the earth.

The secret place calculated by the Great Xia Immortal Emperor was in the palm of his hand. Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of a legendary innate chaos magical power - the world in the palm of his hand!
The magical power of the world in the palm of your hand is of innate chaos and is the highest level of magical power. It is a famous great magical power in the prehistoric world. It is said that only saints can master it.

Zhang Qian has cultivated many magical powers, and most of them are innate spiritual treasures. These magical powers have the potential to advance to the acquired chaos realm, or even the innate chaos realm.

Through these magical powers he also vaguely knew a hint of the mystery of the innate chaos magical powers. When the level of magical powers reached the innate chaos realm, it no longer contained just one law, but two or several laws condensed, connected to each other, integrated into one, intertwined like the formation patterns of a peerless formation, making the power of the innate chaos magical powers earth-shaking.

The innate chaos magical power of the world in the palm of your hand contains a staggering number of laws and mysteries. It is named after the world, and the laws and mysteries contained in the magical power of the world in the palm of your hand are all-encompassing and nearly three thousand perfect. This is why only a saint can achieve it, and it is only possible.

"No, if the secret place calculated by the Great Xia Immortal Emperor is really a world in the palm of a hand, then the owner of this palm must be a saint. Who can cut off the palm of a saint?"

On second thought, Zhang Qian felt that it was unlikely. Only saints were qualified to practice the magical power of the world in the palm of the hand, and saints were invincible. How could it be possible for someone to cut off their palms?

Buzz buzz...!
The thousand-foot-long sword shadow suddenly trembled violently. Just when Zhang Qian thought that this terrifying sword shadow was about to unleash some astonishing sword power, countless star-like lights suddenly appeared on the ground below.

The light scattered in all directions and appeared within a million miles.

The next moment, he cried out in surprise: "What is this sword shadow going to do?"

The star-like lights within a million miles were actually sword lights. The rotten and broken divine swords scattered on the earth were attracted by the sword shadows, as if they had come to life, and they spontaneously shot out sword lights containing all kinds of sword intent.

All the sword lights converged towards the ten thousand feet long sword shadow on the top of the sacred mountain. Soon, countless sword lights converged into a sea of ​​light. The sword shadow quickly absorbed the sword lights coming from all directions. The originally illusory sword shadow condensed at an incredible speed.

With each condensation, the power fluctuations emitted by the sword shadow became stronger. In the blink of an eye, the illusory sword shadow turned into a real divine sword, no longer illusory.

The sword shadow is like the king of kendo, the source of kendo, commanding billions of sword arts, regulating all kinds of sword intent, and merging them into one, turning it into its own sword body.

Crack...!
At the place where the vibration sounded, the fist condensed from strange black blood was cut in half by the magic sword. Before the scattered black blood could re-condense, the magic sword swung and burst out with infinite innate chaotic sword energy.

The number of sword energies was so large that it filled the void. It was endless and accurately destroyed every drop of black blood, leaving not a single drop behind.

After all the black blood was wiped out, the ten-thousand-foot-long divine sword fell heavily and pierced straight into the big hole on the top of the mountain. If this sacred mountain was really transformed from a finger, then this big hole would be the cavity of the finger bone. After the divine sword pierced in fiercely, the entire sacred mountain shook violently, and there were also creepy roars, as if there was a terrible creature inside the sacred mountain.

Because of the obstruction of the sacred mountain, Zhang Qian did not see whether the innate chaotic sword energy burst out after the sacred sword pierced in. The sacred mountain shook violently, and the roar became more and more intense, until a quarter of an hour later, there was no movement anymore.

hum!
The ten thousand foot long divine sword rose into the sky and hovered above the sacred mountain, floating up and down, silently emitting this terrifying sword intent. Zhang Qian was so far away from the World Tree that he felt a little breathless. After absorbing billions of sword intents and condensing the sword body, the pressure of this divine sword had reached its peak.

Zhang Qian thought to himself that if he wanted to get closer to the sacred mountain now, the pressure emanating from the sacred sword above the top of the mountain alone would be enough to pin him to the ground, making him unable to move.

"What is the level of cultivation of the owner of this palm and the owner of this sword shadow? Billions of years have passed, and the palm and the sword shadow are still fighting!" This is even more mysterious than the law of Yuanling. The law of Yuanling means that after the magical power is released, it will attack the enemy spontaneously without the control of the cultivator, just like a spirit.

This palm and the sword shadow have experienced billions of years. After such a long time, they are still full of spirituality. The two sides are still continuing the battle that may have started billions of years ago, or even longer ago.

Zhang Qian even guessed that if things continued like this, the sword shadow and the spirit in the black blood might transform into a human and embark on the path of cultivation.

"Let's go. There's no need to look. We don't know what the secret place looks like."

After witnessing the demonic black blood, the World Tree became worried about the destination it was about to arrive at. This place didn't look like a good place at all. Thinking of placing its own world in the palm of this strange hand, the World Tree had a bad feeling that it was walking into a trap.

The two of them bypassed the sacred mountain filled with terrifying sword intent and it took them half an hour to fly to the center of the five sacred mountains. From this point of view, there were five ten-thousand-foot sacred mountains standing around, shaped like five fingers, while the other four fingers did not have anything unusual and seemed extremely quiet, even a little scary.

There is no life here, everything is so quiet, so quiet that the only sound you can hear is the buzzing in your ears, and no other sound.

Zhang Qian looked down and saw only a vast plain with several rivers crisscrossing across the plain. Unfortunately, there was no water in the rivers, only dry riverbeds.

Looking down from the air, these criss-crossing riverbeds look exactly like the lines on the palm of a person's hand.

At this moment, Zhang Qian and the World Tree no longer had any doubt that this was a terrifying palm.

"right here?"

After looking for a long time, Zhang Qian didn't see anything unusual here, nor the secret place mentioned in the mouth of the World Tree.

"right here!"

The World Tree nodded, turned his hand and took out the purple tripod. The small tripod suddenly turned into an area of ​​ten feet in radius, scattering purple clouds. Only then did Zhang Qian see clearly that there were five tripod feet underneath the tripod. The direction of the tripod feet was unexpectedly consistent with the sacred mountain formed by the five fingers around it.

The World Tree turned the tripod so that its five legs were pointed at the five sacred mountains around it. Then it raised its hands, and a vast sea of ​​magical power surged and poured into the tripod.

Zhang Qian hurried forward to help, and also used his magic power to infuse it into the cauldron.

Buzz buzz...!
The precious tripod bore the magical power of Zhang Qian, the root of the world tree, and continued to vibrate. Five purple torrents of light extended from its five legs, pointing directly at the five sacred mountains.

(End of this chapter)