Zhao Letian smiled noncommittally.

Golden Flood Dragon was right; the power of the Sword Dao Will was indeed not very strong and could not cause fatal damage to him.

However, even so, if Golden Flood Dragon did not intervene, he would still end up in a very sorry state.

"King-level experts are indeed formidable. Although they have been dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, they can still preserve their bodies from decay, and their Martial Arts Will can still linger in the world, which is truly admirable!"

Zhao Letian looked at the corpse of the King-level expert and couldn't help but sigh.

"Just a mere King-level, what use is that? In the end, isn't it just dying and vanishing into nothingness, like drawing water with a bamboo basket? Heavenly Dao is uncompassionate, treating all beings as mere straws for dogs. Unless one reaches the pinnacle of Martial Arts and lives as long as the heavens, no matter how strong you are, you can't withstand the erosion of time, and will eventually turn into a mound of loess, dissolving into the wind!"

Golden Flood Dragon shook his head nonchalantly.

"What is the pinnacle of Martial Arts? Emperor-level?"

Zhao Letian asked thoughtfully.

"Emperor-level? Far from it, there are higher realms above that!"

Golden Flood Dragon shook his head.

"Then what exactly is that realm?"

Zhao Letian continued to inquire.

Having the heritage memory of the Dragon Clan, he naturally knew that Emperor-level was not the true pinnacle of Martial Arts. However, even the Dragon Clan's heritage memory did not record the highest Martial Arts Realm, hence, he was eager to know what the pinnacle was, and how much longer he had to walk on this path to the pinnacle.

"What realm? I don't know either, kid, why ask so many questions? You have only reached the mere True Martial Realm; thinking about the pinnacle of Martial Arts now is rather overly ambitious. Just focus on breaking through to the Sect Martial Realm first!"

Golden Flood Dragon smirked and shook his head indifferently.

"You're right!"

Zhao Letian smiled faintly.

"Whoosh!"

After this, Zhao Letian waved his hand and directly drew the storage ring from the body of the King-level expert out of thin air.

At this moment, this King-level expert had completely died; his Dao vanished, leaving no power to stop him.

"This is... Will Crystal and Secret Technique Crystal!"

Upon invading the storage ring with his Divine Thought, a look of surprise immediately flashed across Zhao Letian's eyes.

Inside the storage ring of this King-level expert, aside from a large amount of Primordial Stone Spiritual Artifacts, Cultivation Techniques, and elixirs, there were also many Will Crystals and Secret Technique Crystals.

These two things were priceless treasures for King-level and Monarch Level experts.

"Secret Technique Crystal? What attribute?"

Golden Flood Dragon's eyes lit up, curiously asking.

"There are all kinds of attributes, what, do you need some?"

Zhao Letian said candidly.

"Yeah, find me some Fire Attribute and Gold Attribute Secret Technique Crystals!"

Golden Flood Dragon replied.

These two attributes of Secret Technique Crystals greatly assisted him in recovering his cultivation.

"Alright!"

Zhao Letian, without any stinginess, directly took out all the Fire Attribute and Gold Attribute Secret Technique Crystals and handed them to Golden Flood Dragon.

For other people, Will Crystals and Secret Technique Crystals might be priceless treasures, but for him, they were optional ordinary treasures.

Because his Martial Arts journey would rely on his own abilities to comprehend, and he would never use Will Crystals and Secret Technique Crystals to attain comprehension; the Martial Arts comprehended in that way is not reliable.

The Golden Flood Dragon had already comprehended the complete Secret Technique and even began to touch upon the power of laws. He asked for the Secret Technique Crystal, not to comprehend the realms of martial arts within it, but merely to borrow its energy.

After that, Zhao Letian planned to continue leading the Golden Flood Dragon and two others deeper into the Imperial Palace.

"Wait, this corpse is also a rare treasure, don't you want it?"

The Golden Flood Dragon looked at Zhao Letian and the others and asked with a smile.

Zhao Letian and the others frowned, glanced at each other, and then shook their heads in unison. They had no interest in a dead person's corpse.

"Hehe, since you don't want it, then I'll not be polite. Tsk tsk, a corpse of a King-level Expert, this is indeed a rare nourishing item!"

The Golden Flood Dragon grinned, looking at the corpse of the King-level Expert with fiery eyes, unconsciously licked his lips, and then with a big wave of his hand, directly stored the corpse into his storage ring.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Letian and the others couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts, and felt somewhat nauseous.

Without much thought, they could guess what the Golden Flood Dragon intended to do with the corpse.

After that, Zhao Letian and his group continued towards the deeper parts of the Imperial Palace.

Clearly, the palace had also seen fierce battles in the past, with corpses and chaotic battle traces everywhere.

Indeed, aside from Human Clan corpses, there were many Demon Clan and other races' corpses.

However, most of these were below King-level, turned into heaps of white bones, and the corpses above King-level were very rare.

After scavenging for a while, everyone had their own gains.

However, their spoils were mainly from those corpses, as for the treasure storages in the palace, it seemed that they were already ransacked during the ancient wars and no treasures expected by the group were found.

Therefore, after a quick scavenging, the group put all their efforts into searching for Emperor Wu's residence.

The power of Emperor-level experts was boundless, their strength unimaginable for those below Emperor-level; even a teacup or chair used by them could be invaluable.

In other words, finding the residence of Emperor Wu was akin to finding a treasure trove.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

Not long after, Zhao Letian and the four arrived at a plaza deep within the Imperial Palace.

When they arrived, many people had already gathered there.

Currently, everyone was closely examining a stone stele.

"Supreme Heaven, Martial Emperor Palace, to ascend to the Supreme Heaven, first traverse the Heavenly Road!"

Zhao Letian looked up and saw these bold and powerful characters engraved on the stone stele.

"Heavenly Road? But where is this Heavenly Road?"

Die Wu looked around in surprise.

The plaza was empty, with no sign of any Heavenly Road.

Meanwhile, others were also deeply pondering this question.

"Let me try!"

Just as everyone was at a loss, the Golden Flood Dragon suddenly chuckled softly and walked towards the stone stele.

Everyone's gaze immediately converged on him, their eyes filled with skepticism.

Although they were skeptical that a person from a mere vassal state could solve a puzzle that even they couldn't, the earlier scene of the Golden Flood Dragon forcefully repelling Ji Pengyu made them reluctant to underestimate him.

"Boom!"

The next moment, without another word, the Golden Flood Dragon stepped forward, struck a palm against the stone stele.

"Whoosh!"

Following that, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the stele, illuminating the sky, and where the beam passed, layers of white jade steps miraculously appeared in mid-air.