After Lu Qing chose one of the doors and entered, it meant that everyone in the Guixu Secret Realm had entered the trial doors.
At the same time, within the Vast Immortal Palace, several ancient wills slowly awoke from their slumber.
"Why have I awakened? I see—it is because the Immortal Palace has opened once more."
One of the wills was initially somewhat bewildered, then understood what had happened.
It let out a sigh like the tolling of a great bell. "Another hundred thousand years have passed..."
"Indeed, another hundred thousand years have gone by."
Another aged voice rang out, its tone steeped in the vicissitudes of time.
"It was only a hundred thousand years. A few naps and it was over. What are you two old fellows sighing about?"
At that moment, another crisp voice sounded coldly.
"Ming Feng, you are still young. You do not understand the ravages of time, so naturally you cannot share our feelings," said the first will.
"I have existed for more than three hundred thousand years. Am I still young? You two old fellows, stop throwing your age around. Hurry up and get to work. If you delay the matters Master entrusted to us, do not blame me for being rude!"
The Cold Voice spoke disdainfully.
"Fine, fine, fine. There is really no need to rush. Those little ones will not be able to pass the trial anyway," said the first Bell Voice.
"Exactly. The outside world is growing ever more barren, and there are barely any decent talents left. Last time, not even one person made it halfway through. This time will likely be even worse," the aged voice agreed.
"Whatever Master instructed, you must carry it out properly for me. If anything goes wrong, watch out—I will deal with you!"
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