Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 2368: The Barrier Is Destroyed!

Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr

Master Guangcheng seriously nodded.

Though he hadn't known Wang Chong for very long, he could sense something special about him.

Wang Chong had a unique determination, as if the phrase 'give up' didn't exist in his vocabulary. Perhaps it really was as Little Grass said. Perhaps he really was the only one who could stop Heaven and save this world. Moreover, whether it was the Origin Immortal Lord or that child Taiyi, they had treated him as the hope of this world.

Master Guangcheng was willing to believe in them, and believe in himself!

Time was short, so Wang Chong quickly returned to the hall and entered the Myriad Forms World.

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed.

"Still nothing?"

The others stood guard outside. Peering at Wang Chong within, they couldn't help but be nervous.

Half a day had passed, and Wang Chong had been like a statue, sitting there the entire time without the slightest change.

"The Celestial Palace's power is growing stronger and stronger. If this goes on, then we really won't have a chance."

Li Xuantu's expression was dour as he glanced outside.

In this half day's time, the distance between them and the outer barrier had shrunk by half.

This was a sign of the barrier's weakening!

Outside the Celestial Emperor Palace, the ocean seemed to be evaporating and the six pillars had shifted forward. In the capital being projected onto the barrier, more and more people were toppling over.

Li Xuantu had even noticed that at least half of the Imperial Army and the Golden Guards had collapsed.

Like a chain of dominoes, it seemed like there was no stopping it.

Even so, Li Xuantu restrained himself.

At this moment, within the Myriad Forms World, Wang Chong's heart was heavy.

"How can I destroy the Celestial Palace?"

In front of the Celestial Palace's projection, Wang Chong frowned.

Half a day had passed in the outside world, but here, it had been three to four days. Wang Chong had spent every moment of those days thinking, but he had made no progress.

The passage of time was to

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