Zhang Qingyuan had long since obtained the method for advancing to the Heavenly Human Realm.
The inheritances of all kinds of Heavenly Tier Techniques and Martial Arts were not of much use to Zhang Qingyuan either.
Moreover,
the only reason he had come here
was because that ancient Divine Wood within the Tianmu Peak Secret Realm had said that this place possessed an inheritance on the level of an Immortal Scripture.
His target
was precisely the immortal-level power within this Inheritance Secret Realm.
Naturally, he would not choose the trials of those three levels.
Since you want to court death, I'll grant your wish!
Zhang Qingyuan's choice
clearly caught the phantom off guard. Yet it swiftly recovered, and a trace of disdain appeared on its illusory face as it spoke calmly.
There were always people who believed themselves to be the special one,
who insisted on doing things beyond the limits of their ability.
This kid
was certainly dead!
In the phantom's eyes, Zhang Qingyuan was already a dead man!
Then let's begin!
There was no need for any further exchange.
The phantom flashed,
then disappeared.
At the same time,
the entire expanse of white space suddenly began to tremble. The space shattered in great swathes like glass, plunging into darkness.
Zhang Qingyuan looked around vigilantly.
The scenery around him rapidly shifted. Grass and trees sprouted forth, space unfolded, and stretches of blue sky appeared one after another.
It was as though heaven and earth had spun around,
bringing him into another world!
Just as Zhang Qingyuan was struck by doubt,
the void ahead split open.
A burly figure emerged from within. All over the body, it was shrouded in black iron armor, its face hidden beneath a heavy Mystic Iron helmet.
Only the skin on the back of its