Outside the imperial palace, Lin Qiye said goodbye to Zhu Yuheng with a guilty conscience.
He rushed back to the imperial palace without stopping.
In the imperial palace, the old emperor stood on the eaves and quietly waited for Lin Qiye's return.
"Little Seventeen... Oh? You've lit up the Fifth Gate of Heaven? How is that possible? After the Golden Dragon of Fortune was killed, weren't all human cultivation bottlenecks strengthened by a hundredfold?
"Why can you still break through?"
The old emperor raised his eyebrows in astonishment.
"I had a special opportunity. Not only was I unaffected by the Doom Arrow, but I also lit up the Gate of Death at the heart and obtained another treasure."
Lin Qiye explained with a smile.
The old emperor was stunned at first.
Then, his face was full of surprise.
He felt worried ever since the three evil blood dragons killed the Golden Dragon of Fortune.