Beast Taming: I Can Even Breed Gods and Demons

Stepping onto the last step and standing on the platform, Chen Fan is once again shocked by the sight before him.

The breath of ancient and vicissitudes of time greets him.

A sudden inexplicable sadness wells up in Chen Fan’s heart.

Where on earth is this?

The sound of the Five-colored Divine Stone becomes clearer.

However, Chen Fan vaguely feels that the Five-colored Divine Stone is not in this palace.

Chen Fan clenches his fist around the Heaven-severing Demon Sword and takes one step at a time inside.

In the Beastmaster’s Space, Blind Man is even more nervous than him: “This must be a divine miracle left behind from ancient times!”

Snowy raises its head slightly: “It might just be a palace where a giant race used to reside.”

Blind Man smacks Snowy, sending it flying.

Snowy and Gangzi, however, aren’t nervous; they follow with curiosity like they’re watching television, occasionally pointing and discussing as they move along with Chen Fan’s “camera.”

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Empty…

Chen Fan walks through the vast, empty palace, suddenly enveloped by an indescribable loneliness.

There was a time when he would experience this feeling in his dreams.

In his dreams, there was also such a palace.

It was the palace of Dutian Empress Ye Hongyan.

But this palace isn’t quite the same as the one in his dreams.

The Ye Clan’s Dutian palace in his dreams was even more exaggerated and magnificent.

Chen Fan feels suffocated and wants to scream out loud.

Time passes moment by moment…

As he walks, he activates his mental power, extending it through the huge corridors throughout the entire palace.

Until his mind completely displays the palace’s interior, he still does not detect the presence of any person or deity.

Even the slightest anomaly is absent.

Inside the palace, besides the walls engraved with runes, and Restriction Arrays set up, there are also enormous statues lining both sides of the passages.

Each of these statues reaches a hundred meters in height, wearing divine armor and wielding Divine Weapons.

Without exception, they are all enveloped in ice.

At first glance, they appear to be like ice sculptures.

Under Chen Fan’s mental power detection, all the statues are devoid of any vital signs or energy fluctuations.

Chen Fan does not find any other peculiar places.

With no obstructions…

Chen Fan pauses for a moment, then turns left at a corner.

Although he hasn’t gone far, his mental power has already scanned the entire palace during this time.

The enormous palace consists of four layers.

On the topmost level, there is an empty throne.

On that throne, Chen Fan senses divine power fluctuations.

It is a kind of extremely pure divine power.

Though it cannot compare to his Void Divine Power, it is thousands or tens of thousands of times stronger than the Star Power of Guardian Beastmasters or Star Martial Artists in the outside world.

Chen Fan follows the passage and climbs up the stairs.

He isn’t sure why, but although his mental power hasn’t detected any presence or sensed any danger, he doesn’t dare to run quickly or use his mental power to fly.

The huge palace is empty, yet still exudes a sense of eeriness.

“Da, Da, Da!”

Chen Fan’s footsteps echo through the palace at a steady pace.

It’s like walking through an ancient and desolate void…

Chen Fan seems to lose his perception of time, unsure of how long he has been walking when he finally reaches the throne detected by his mental power.

A brilliant seven-colored halo surrounds the enormous throne.

Next to the throne, a giant sword is thrust into the ground…

It truly is a giant sword, a hundred meters high.

At first glance, Chen Fan thought it was a column.

Surrounding the throne are statues with peculiar designs.

Some statues hold axes;

Some statues hold swords;

Some statues wield longbows…

The statues seen earlier were all standing.

But these statues are all sitting.

Life-like sculptures one after another.

However, Chen Fan doesn’t sense any trace of life from them.

Chen Fan takes a deep breath and looks at the throne again.

This throne is like those statues, covered in ice.

But on the throne, a seven-colored divine power circulates.

For how many years has this throne been here?

What kind of existence can leave its power here in such a place for so many years?

Suddenly…

The voice of the Five-colored Divine Stone rings out: “Sit… on it.”

What?

Chen Fan is taken aback, thinking he has misheard.

But the voice of the Five-colored Divine Stone sounds again: “Sit… on… the throne…”

After a moment of silence, Chen Fan grips the Heaven-severing Demon Sword tightly, takes a few steps forward, and sits on the throne.

“Whoosh!”

Above the throne, the seven-colored light surges and envelops Chen Fan in an instant.

The next moment…

The seven-colored light vanishes completely.

And with it, Chen Fan disappears without a trace!

In the great hall, a giant statue with a bow and arrows on its back suddenly opens its eyes, looking at the throne.

“You… have returned…”

The voice echoes throughout the hall.

But Chen Fan can no longer hear it.

He only feels that his vision is a blur, and the scene before him changes as he finds himself in an odd place.

“What is this…”

Chen Fan raises his head to look.

He stands in the center of an altar.

All around the altar, there are towering mountains, with lush grass and birds singing.

“This… is not the Ancient Divine Domain!”

Here, too, there are countless fissures.

Chasms that are too deep to see their depths.

Here, there is a terrifying atmosphere just like the Ancient Divine Domain.

But that atmosphere is much weaker, just like the 5th Restricted Area…

The 5th Restricted Area?!

Chen Fan’s expression changes abruptly, and he looks around.

Standing high on the altar, he cannot see the Tongtian Divine Column of the Ancient Divine Domain.