The main city of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect was now under the control of the Seven Realms Sacred Palace, sealed by powerful barrier forces.
The coverage was extremely vast, clearly showing how much importance the Seven Realms Sacred Palace placed on this place.
But Chu Feng sensed a reaction from the key fragments.
The key fragments were connected to a far more powerful formation hidden within this location.
That was none other than the formation of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect's main city.
"Seven Realms Sacred Palace, you set up a barrier of this strength to keep me out, didn't you?"
"But unfortunately, you're going to miscalculate again."
Chu Feng looked at the key fragments in his hand and grinned smugly.
Because if that was the case, it would actually save him a great deal of trouble.
"What's wrong, Chu Feng?" Eggy was confused by his words.
"With these, the Seven Realms Sacred Palace can't stop me."
As Chu Feng spoke, he gripped the key fragments tightly.
The next moment, a teleportation force enveloped him, and Chu Feng entered a vast and magnificent city.
Chu Feng soared into the sky. Aside from the towering gate and walls behind him, he couldn't see any boundary to this city.
With Chu Feng's current level of cultivation, being inside it actually made him feel insignificant.
"Chu Feng, did it work?" Eggy cried out in astonishment.
Because Chu Feng had entered with his physical body, not just his consciousness.
The buildings here were exquisitely crafted, infused everywhere with the painstaking effort of Spirit World Masters.
This was clearly the interior of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect's main city.
Chu Feng tried flying forward, but before he had gone far, a teleportation force appeared.
It sent him back to the exact spot where he had been moments ago.
"So it didn't work," Chu Feng said.
He was trapped here — once he exceeded a certain range, he would be teleported right back.
"Chu Feng, the key fragments haven't been fully assembled. Why have you come here?"
An elderly voice rang out from behind Chu Feng.
He turned to look. Standing in the air was a man two meters tall, wearing a white robe as pure as snow, with white hair like snow, holding a crystal-clear white jade cane in his hand.
"This junior pays respects to Senior Sikong."
Upon seeing this figure, Chu Feng immediately bowed respectfully.
This was Sikong Changsheng, a powerhouse of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect. He was not a construct of the formation but a truly existing being.
Chu Feng had met him once before, when he obtained the first key fragment.
"State your purpose."
Sikong Changsheng's attitude was cold, quite different from their first meeting where he had been more conversational. Now he was thoroughly official.
Chu Feng opened his palm, and three key fragments floated out.
"Senior, all the remnants left by the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect have already been broken into. But the other two key fragments are in someone else's hands."
"This junior only managed to obtain three." Chu Feng said.
"You wish to ask whether three key fragments are enough to obtain the inheritance left by our Ancestral Martial Realm Sect?" Sikong Changsheng asked.
"Yes," Chu Feng said.
"Impossible."
"To obtain the inheritance here, all five fragments must be gathered to assemble a complete key."
"If you cannot do so, you are not qualified to receive the inheritance of this place."
Sikong Changsheng said.
"Senior, if that's the case, this junior may not be able to obtain the inheritance of this place for a long time."
"I may never be able to obtain it."
"Because this junior will inevitably enter the Ninth Heavenly River as well."
"When I leave with the key fragments, others will have absolutely no chance of entering this place."
"But the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect's inheritance was left here for those who need it."
"Giving it to someone else is still giving it, and giving it to this junior is still giving it — so you might as well just give it to me."
"Senior, could you perhaps make an exception?" Chu Feng said.
"Make an exception? Give me one reason to make an exception." Sikong Changsheng said.
"Um..."
Chu Feng thought for a moment but truly couldn't come up with one. After all, when it came to talent, Sikong Changsheng could see that clearly enough.
So he could only say: "After all... we're from the same homeland."
Sikong Changsheng looked utterly exasperated, so helpless he couldn't even speak.
"Senior, is there really no possibility?" Chu Feng asked again.
"Absolutely none," Sikong Changsheng said.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. Then this junior will take his leave."