"Junior, I pay my respects to Senior!"
Looking at the aura ahead that ran through Heaven and Earth, stirring the void sky until it trembled, with phantom images of dragon roars and tiger howls seemingly filling the world, Zhang Qingyuan fell silent for a moment before carefully clasping his hands in salute.
[You are not a descendant of my clan, yet you carry my clan's supreme treasure. It seems the plans of those juniors ultimately failed!]
The golden, majestic figure sighed, seeming to speak to himself.
[Kid, your obtaining the Void Heaven Mirror is your own fortune. But this place is the Desolate Clan Ancestral Land, and outsiders are not permitted to enter. Leave now!]
[Of course, if you insist on entering, that is not impossible.]
[When the Imperial Tomb was established in the past, an opening was left behind. Those juniors who are sufficiently outstanding may also have a chance to enter, but they must undergo a trial. Unless one possesses the stunning talent of an era, one cannot pass. Failure means death.]
[Will you take the trial?]
As the words fell,
Zhang Qingyuan silently nodded.
"Senior, I accept the trial."
[Good!]
As the words fell,
amid Zhang Qingyuan's wary vigilance,
Boom!
The robes of the golden phantom fluttered despite the absence of wind. In an instant, an imperial aura towering above all beings emerged, drowning the entire world!
The sky vault and earth were shrouded in golden light, which seemed to grow layers upon layers of tendons and bones, making even breathing difficult!
"This is... a remnant left behind by Escape One?"
Behind Zhang Qingyuan, Murong Yue murmured in a near-groan.
Under that terrifying pressure, even space seemed on the verge of shattering. The dreadful oppression that towered above one's Life Level made it difficult even for her