You've Made Me Laugh

At the edge of the Ziwei Star Domain.

On a wasteland shrouded in chaotic mist year-round, a towering cliff shaped like a Greatsword rose from the earth.

The entire cliff was dark cyan, its rock face sheer as if carved by a blade, emanating an ancient and grim aura.

It was as though it were a divine weapon left behind here by some ancient deity, lying dormant for ten thousand years.

At the foot of the cliff stood a stone gate over thirty feet wide, half-open and half-closed.

The runes carved upon it flowed with a faint pearly-white glow, keeping the surrounding mist at bay and creating a rare patch of clarity.

This was the entrance to the Sky-Piercing Mystic Realm.

At this moment, quite a few figures had already gathered around the entrance.

Some wore standardized sect robes, their lapels embroidered with the emblems of their respective sects, looking solemn and dignified.

Others were Rogue Cultivators in varied attire, their auras fierce and rugged as they gathered in groups of two or three, each wearing a different expression.

Ever since Sky-Piercing Trial Cliff had opened more than three hundred years ago, rumors had spread that it contained the inheritance of a Great Divine Ability.

Yet over all these years, batch after batch of martial artists had entered. Some were left with lifelong injuries to their cultivation paths, while others perished directly within the mystic realm.

Still, not a single person had ever truly found any trace of the legendary inheritance.

As time passed, everyone gradually realized that this Sky-Piercing Mystic Realm simply had no so-called opportunity at all.

Some even speculated in private that this mystic realm might merely have been an absurd prank set up on a whim by some Ancient Great Power.

Yet even though the truth