Ancient Civilization Ruins

"Ancient Civilization Ruins!"

Xu Feng stared at the email on his communication watch and said softly, "Open the email."

Beep.

The email subject was tapped open, revealing a message written in Chinese.

"War God Xu Feng:

Your application for a trial qualification at Ruins of Civilization No. 9 has been approved. Please arrive at the Limitless Martial Arts School Global Headquarters in Hong Ning Base City before 6:00 p.m. on September 29. At that time, many War Gods will gather and head to Ruins of Civilization No. 9 together.

Please note the following three points:

1. Ruins of Civilization No. 9, which has a relatively low danger level, is the only place where one can obtain a Black God Suit. The death and injury rate for War Gods who enter is approximately 72%, with a success rate of 28%. Before deciding whether to enter, be sure to think carefully. Once you enter, there is no turning back.

2. Everyone has only one opportunity to enter Ruins of Civilization No. 9.

3. Warriors entering Ruins of Civilization No. 9 are forbidden from using special protective equipment such as Black God Suits. Protective equipment may only consist of Combat Suits manufactured on Earth.

Please carefully consider whether to enter. If you intend to enter, make your preparations and arrive at the gathering point before the designated date and time.

Limitless Martial Arts School, September 27, 2056."

The signature at the end of the email was actually just the seal-like emblem of the Limitless Martial Arts School. Such a simple email made Xu Feng fall completely silent. He lowered his head and looked at the three major reminders in the message, and for a moment, it seemed as though the temperature had dropped several degrees.

"It's finally here!"

"Although I can't use the Black God Suit, I still have the Black Yuan Battle Robe. While it can't compare to the Black God Battle Robe, it's still far sturdier than any battle robe on Earth."

Ruins of Civilization No. 9 was actually a testing ground where the master of Meteor Tear recruited subordinates. Since Meteor Tear's master, Hu Yanbo, was an Immortal Level powerhouse proficient in Mental Power, he naturally had a particular fondness for Psychic Masters. Naturally, the tests for Psychic Masters would not be excessively difficult.

Luo Feng's Brain Domain Width had been 21, and after entering the Elite Passage, he had not encountered any danger at all.

The requirement of the Elite Passage was to learn the Psychic Master Secret Manual 312 Forms within three years before one could leave.

Anyone who exceeded three years would be killed.

Yet Luo Feng had passed the test in only one year and three months, which showed that the examination itself was not especially strict.

It could even be said that the allotted time was quite generous.

But there was still danger to his life. It was better not to rely entirely on the original story.

After eighteen years in this world, Xu Feng had truly integrated into everything. He understood that this was a real world, one that could not tolerate the slightest carelessness.

For now, he should quietly study the Psychic Master Basic Chapter and master the fundamentals as thoroughly as possible. That way, he could come out earlier when the time came and avoid making his family worry.

Soon, September 29 arrived.

Xu Feng took a fighter jet to the Amazon Rainforest.

"Everyone, welcome to the human garrison base of Ruins of Civilization No. 9."

An elderly man in red robes spoke fluent Chinese, then switched to equally fluent English.

"We're all short on time now, so I won't ramble. Everyone, follow me!"

With that, the old man in red led them directly to the entrance of Ruins No. 9.

It was a gate made of alloy. When it opened, a circular passage appeared within. Yet the interior of that passage drew unanimous gasps of amazement from the War Gods preparing to enter the ruins!

The first two or three meters of the circular passage were alloy, but deeper inside, it became a strange dark brown, as though countless tree roots had twisted together to form the passage. At the end of the passage was something like a mirror that constantly emitted light.

"Walk forward along the passage and enter that glowing mirror. It isn't actually a mirror, but the entrance to Ruins of Civilization No. 9! Once you enter, there will be no regrets. The circumstances each of you encounter will be different. I wish you all the best of luck in coming out alive!" The old man in red looked at Xu Feng and the other nine, his tone carrying a blessing.

"Please hurry, everyone. Ruins of Civilization No. 9 will only remain open for another two hours this year," the old man in red reminded them.

After a moment of silence, Xu Feng entered first. One after another, the War Gods behind him followed into the passage.

After entering, Xu Feng arrived in a black hall. The ceiling was hemispherical, and the entire black hall covered several hundred square meters. Dreamlike rays of light shone through the black hall, making it seem surreal and fantastical.

So this is Ruins of Civilization No. 9? Xu Feng stood in the hall, lost in thought.

Suddenly—a dreamlike rainbow light enveloped Xu Feng.

What's going on? This colored light has been covering me for several minutes already. Why hasn't anything happened? Don't tell me it's broken?

"Mamaka! Balabala little X, X black X, XX gululu..." A rhythmic, piercing sound suddenly echoed through the black hall.

Translation software. Xu Feng quickly lowered his head to look at his communication watch. The software was activated, and a voice came from the watch—Warning! Warning! Warning!

Warning? Xu Feng immediately realized that the special assessment had arrived.

The dreamlike rainbow light enveloping Xu Feng suddenly vanished. At the same time, finger-thick crystal ropes shot down from the hemispherical ceiling of the black hall. More than a hundred crystal ropes flashed down like lightning, and Xu Feng naturally understood what this was, so he did not struggle at all.

On every crystal-clear rope binding Xu Feng, streams of Flowing Light passed through the ropes themselves and rapidly traveled toward the top of the black hall! It was like a computer transmitting signals. This process lasted for around thirty seconds, when suddenly—

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

All the crystal-clear ropes rapidly retracted and merged into the ceiling.

"XX, XX."

About a minute later, a piercing electronic voice echoed through the black hall.

Xu Feng activated his combat watch, and a somewhat hurried voice began to report.

"Warning—warning—warning."

The dreamlike rainbow light covering Xu Feng gradually disappeared. At the same time, finger-thick crystal-like ropes shot straight down at incredible speed from the semicircular ceiling of the black hall.

Xu Feng did not dodge. More than a hundred crystal-like ropes wrapped tightly around his entire body, then coiled and layered around one another, forming a round, solid "ball of thread."

Xu Feng tried exerting force and found that his body was tightly restrained by the ropes. Only his exposed eyeballs could move.

Then Xu Feng saw streaks of blue Flowing Light bloom from the crystal-like transparent ropes wrapped around him. Some sort of fluid seemed to be surging within the crystal-clear ropes, and it was this fluid that emitted the rays of light.

The ball of thread in the hall resembled a cosmic disco ball in a KTV. Under the flickering Flowing Light, the hall was illuminated in dazzling splendor.

Moreover, all of the glowing fluid was flowing toward the ceiling of the hall.

Thirty seconds later, all the crystal-like ropes wrapped around Xu Feng rapidly shot upward with whoosh-whoosh-whoosh sounds. In the end, they merged into the smooth black alloy wall of the ceiling, leaving not the slightest trace behind.

"XXXXXX, XXXXXX."

That strange language appeared in the hall once again.

Xu Feng looked at the combat watch on his wrist.

Corresponding text translations began to appear on its display, while the voice translation sounded at once—

"Brain Domain Width test result: 26. Greater than 18. Meets the requirements for opening the 'Elite Passage'! Congratulations, you are qualified to undergo this trial base's 'Elite Trial.'"

"Since this is the first time the 'Elite Passage' has been opened in five thousand years, trial participants are requested to wait patiently for fifteen minutes."