Chapter 1270 - The Age-Old Heavenly Boulder
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Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 1270 - The Age-Old Heavenly Boulder

Sometime later, Qin Nan was brought to a mysterious place in the Star-Devouring Space under the guidance of the sword sheath.

The Sun and Moon Sword God was standing in the air ahead with a magnificent aura. Before him stood a fifty zhang tall pitch-black door, with twisted black rays and flickering runes on it. It was impossible to tell what was inside. The door was unleashing black rays into the sky nearby. Given enough time, it would eventually dye the entire sky black.

"Let's head inside."

The Sun and Moon Sword God had always been brief and open with his words. He withdrew the sword sheath with a wave and stepped through the door.

Despite having many questions in his mind, Qin Nan quickly followed behind his senior.

After stepping through the door, Qin Nan could feel a shudder, as if a giant hand had reached out from the darkness and grabbed his body. He soon found himself at an unfamiliar place. As he touched the ground, a great chill exploded in his heart.

Qin Nan's figure tensed as he glanced ahead with his left eye.

Following a glance, even he received a tremendous shock.

Before him and the Sun and Moon Sword God lay a wide path that seemed to be part of an ancient battlefield, with a rotting aura lingering in the air. On both sides of the path were thirty-six ancient palaces, tombs, and gardens. On each of their entrances hung a wooden board, with characters written with powerful strokes!

They were the tombs of the Hellfire Martial Monarch, the Soul-Tribute Martial Monarch, the Forbidden Magic Martial Monarch, the Sky-Convert Martial Monarch, the Heaven-Destruction Martial Monarch, the Nefarious Hatchet Martial Monarch, the Skycycle Martial Monarch, etc.!

The thirty-six palaces, tombs, and gardens were the tombs of Martial Monarchs!

In addition to that, further down the road stood five enormous mountains, each shrouded by a faint, white mist. They looked rather dead, but somehow, they seemed more intimidating than the thirty-six Martial Monarchs’ tombs!

Buzz!

Suddenly, several formations came to life amo

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