Just as the storm outside was growing ever fiercer, Luo Feng and the other experts who had entered the Tomb Ship first also faced a new trial.
Within the broad corridor.
Lord Lu Chong, Luo Feng, Lord Ying Ai, and Lord Wu Liang—the four great experts—flew slowly onward with puzzled expressions, carefully observing the towering stone pillars at the end of the corridor.
Each stone pillar bore a phantom image: some square, some pyramid-shaped, some polygonal. Every one of them was incomparably enormous.
These three-dimensional phantoms were brilliantly colored and radiated countless rays of light, making the entire corridor seem like an immortal realm.
There were 123 stone pillars on the left. The phantoms upon them were solid and substantial, containing countless different fluctuations.
On the right stood 10,080 stone pillars, but the phantoms above them were exceedingly loose, barely forming skeletal frameworks.
As they continued forward and flew to the end of the corridor, light gathered before the 10,080th stone pillar on the right, gradually forming a human figure.
He appeared to be an ordinary human man. Apart from his cyan hair, he resembled a Huaxia person in every respect.
He wore simple armor covered in stripes. At a glance, the armor seemed like an endless rushing river, looking down from above.
"My lord." Lord Ying Ai and Lord Wu Liang respectfully bowed.
Lord Lu Chong and Luo Feng followed suit, bowing as well.
This man was none other than Duan Donghe Wu!
Though he had died an unknown number of Reincarnation Eras ago, the terrifying inheritance he had left behind, accompanied by the sudden appearance of the Tomb Ship, had driven nearly a hundred factions across the three Reincarnation Eras into a frenzy.
Duan Dong He looked down at them and said, "You have passed the racial screening