After a bout of spinning skies and whirling earth, Wang Chen appeared in the Reception Hall.
The West Sea Sect truly deserved to be called Mountain Sea Realm's foremost immortal sect. Not only did it possess a grand formation capable of transporting over a hundred cultivators hundreds of thousands of miles away, but its inner and outer mountain gates could also shift freely. It could not have been more convenient.
Steadying himself, he took the mission scroll and Zhou Senzhi's head from his Storage Bag, then bowed to the imposing figure shrouded in a faint golden glow ahead. "Disciple Wang Chen has not failed his mission."
Zuo Xiaomo had previously told Wang Chen that Zi Xiao True Person, who presided over the Reception Hall, was actually an incarnation.
His true body had remained in secluded cultivation behind closed doors in his Cave Mansion.
Though merely an incarnation, its imposing aura and power were still beyond comparison to those of Purple Mansion cultivators.
"Mm."
Zi Xiao True Person gave a slight nod and regarded Wang Chen with an indifferent, emotionless gaze. "New disciple Wang Chen has completed the assessment within the allotted time. You are permitted to enter the sect."
The instant his words fell, the head and scroll in Wang Chen's hands vanished.
An ancient bronze oil lamp silently flew over and hovered before Wang Chen.
Zi Xiao True Person's voice entered his ears again. "Light the Soul Lamp."
Without hesitation, Wang Chen condensed a wisp of Divine Soul aura and infused it into the Soul Lamp before him.
In an instant, a tiny flame lit up.
This wisp of soul flame was connected to Wang Chen's Divine Soul; even separated by mountains and rivers, it could still sense him.
Should he die, the Soul Lamp would automatically go out.