The Nine Trials of the Moon, First Trial: Initial Cry of Gravity!

"Begin."

Zhou Lan spoke no more, and the dark blue bright moon within the Sea of Consciousness suddenly blazed with blinding light.

The next instant, countless profound runes flowed out, interweaving into nine huge dark blue rings that locked together layer by layer, emitting a grand, ancient, and majestic aura that seemed capable of freezing time and space.

The entire Sea of Consciousness trembled accordingly, and Ye Chen's soul felt an unprecedented sense of heaviness and solidity.

Immediately afterward,

the first ring suddenly lit up!

A cold, majestic, and unquestionable proclamation echoed within the Sea of Consciousness.

"Nine Trials of the Moon, First Trial: Initial Cry of Gravity."

"Details: Preliminarily perceive and master basic gravity, achieving the states of "Lifting Weights Like Feathers" and "Body Like a Goose Feather". Time limit: one year."

"Trial reward: one Gravity Body Forging, one God-Bestowed Soul Ring!"

Following this proclamation, a stream of information poured into Ye Chen's consciousness.

This was guidance on how to preliminarily perceive and guide the most basic "gravity". It was not a specific cultivation technique, but rather resembled a hint, requiring him to comprehend and practice it on his own!

The first of the nine trials was thus issued!

In the real world, Ye Chen's body trembled slightly, and the airflow around him experienced an extremely abnormal stagnation for a split second.

"Xiao Chen?"

Qing Luan Douluo stood in front of Ye Chen, his gaze burning like torches, staring fixedly at him.

"Grandfather," Ye Chen took a deep breath, looking at Qing Luan Douluo with clear eyes, "just now, I officially initiated a god trial—the "Nine Trials of the Moon"!"

"The Nine Trials of the Moon?!"

Even with prior mental preparation, Qing Luan Douluo's mind still shook violently upon hearing those words.

As an enshrined elder of Spirit Hall, he was all too aware of the immense value carried by any nine trials!

The divine light in Qing Luan Douluo's eyes suddenly congealed, and the formless soul power fluctuation around him actually paused for a moment.

He knew all too well what the two words "nine trials" signified!

Spirit Hall had been passed down for 10,000 years, serving the God of Angels, and the highest standard of its divine inheritance was precisely the "Nine Trials of Angels".

However,

over the long years, even someone as brilliantly talented as the Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu had back then only received the top eight trials!

The remaining enshrined elders, including himself, had all received trials below the seventh tier.

The nine trials were the hallmark of a divine successor and a direct pass to the path of deities!

"The Nine Trials of the Moon..."

Qing Luan Douluo slowly repeated, "The Moon God?"

"What are the contents of the first trial? What is the time limit?" Qing Luan Douluo pressed further, his tone shifting from shock to absolute gravity.

God trials were no trivial matter, requiring the utmost caution at every step.

"The first trial: Initial Cry of Gravity."

Ye Chen repeated in a deep voice, "I need to preliminarily perceive and master basic gravity... with a time limit of one year."

"One year?"

Qing Luan Douluo frowned slightly, then relaxed. "The time limit is not too harsh, but this "gravity"... none of us have ever touched upon it. Did that lord provide any guidance?"

"She did."

Ye Chen did not hide it. "Gravity is the fundamental force of the universe, the invisible hand that maintains the movement of stars and the existence of all things."

Qing Luan Douluo furrowed his brows tightly.

He was widely read and experienced. Although he had never heard of the concept of "gravity", Ye Chen's description already made him understand that this level of power far exceeded ordinary soul power or even elemental force.

With such a power, the difficulty of comprehending it must be extremely immense!

"And the rewards?" Qing Luan Douluo asked.

"One Gravity Body Forging, one God-Bestowed Soul Ring," Ye Chen replied.

A fierce light flashed in Qing Luan Douluo's eyes!

"A God-Bestowed Soul Ring!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Qing Luan Douluo uttered the word "good" three times in succession, a flush rising on his face. "Xiao Chen, this is your supreme fortune; you must go all out!"

Qing Luan Douluo reached out and pressed down on Ye Chen's shoulder. "Do you have any clues regarding this first trial?"

Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, feeling the trace of guidance left by Zhou Lan in his consciousness: "Starting from oneself, observe the interaction between all things and "gravity", and ultimately be able to preliminarily manipulate it."

"Comprehending heaven and earth, manipulating a formless force..."

Qing Luan Douluo mused. "This type of cultivation relies almost entirely on one's own comprehension and perseverance.

However, Grandfather will protect you, and Spirit Hall can provide everything you need. The Star Dou Great Forest is no place to linger; let us return to Spirit City first."

"Yes, Grandfather."

"Let's go!"

Qing Luan Douluo delayed no longer, waving a large hand as a gentle yet majestic surge of soul power enveloped Ye Chen's figure and soared straight into the sky.

A thought flickered in Ye Chen's mind, and the Azure Flame Phoenix Wings behind him snapped open with a swish.

The grandfather and grandson transformed into two streaks of flowing light, piercing through the clouds above Phoenix Valley and speeding toward Spirit City.

During the flight, Ye Chen did not remain idle.

Following the guidance within the spiritual imprint, he attempted to calm his mind and "perceive" that ubiquitous yet formless and intangible "gravity".

At first, he had no clues whatsoever.

He could only feel the wind flowing, the clouds drifting, and his body flying at high speed.

Gradually, however, when Ye Chen focused his attention entirely on himself—especially the subtle "pull" between his body and the outside world—a strange sensation welled up in his heart.

Ye Chen could "feel" that his body was being "pulled" by the vast earth beneath his feet,

and even when flying at high altitudes, this downward "pull" still existed!

Having undergone nine years of compulsory education, Ye Chen naturally understood that this was gravity!

Enlightenment bloomed in Ye Chen's heart.

He began trying to use his own consciousness to gently "touch" it, to understand the way it acted upon his body.

It was very faint, very blurry, akin to viewing things through a layer of thick, frosted glass.

Yet he truly was beginning to "perceive" it.

Ye Chen tried further, imagining that the "gravity" around his body weakened just a fraction.

Concentrating his intent, his second martial art soul, the Moon Devil, manifested autonomously, its soul power fluctuating slightly along a profound trajectory.

Suddenly, he felt his body grow lighter!

It was not that his speed had increased, but rather that the "pull" from the earth had weakened by a sliver. Although not yet obvious, it had unquestionably changed!

Simultaneously,

the soul power consumed by Ye Chen to maintain his flight also seemed to have decreased by a fraction.

"Hm?"

Qing Luan Douluo ahead immediately detected the subtle shift in Ye Chen's aura. He slowed his pace and looked back at Ye Chen with questioning eyes.

"Grandfather, I seem to... have touched the edge of it." Ye Chen's eyes shone brightly.

Then, he described his previous sensation.

Upon hearing this, even greater astonishment bloomed in Qing Luan Douluo's eyes.

He had only just received the inheritance, and during his very first attempt on the road, he was already able to make progress?

The initiation into this path of "gravity" clearly had a massive connection to comprehension; Ye Chen's talent in this domain was definitely extraordinary.

"Very good! Maintain this state of comprehension, but do not be too eager for success; you must advance step by step."

Qing Luan Douluo admonished.

"Grandson understands." Ye Chen nodded, suppressing the elation in his heart as he continued to immerse himself in that elusive perception.

The journey passed in silence, save for the howling wind.

At Qing Luan Douluo's speed, even carrying Ye Chen, it did not take long to return from the Star Dou Great Forest to Spirit City.

Amidst the lingering rays of the setting sun, the silhouette of Spirit City appeared before their eyes.

"We have arrived. We will head straight back to the Worship Hall."

"Alright!"

With Qing Luan Douluo and Ye Chen's status and standing, naturally they did not need to abide by the rule forbidding flight within Spirit City, flying directly toward the summit of the Central Sacred Mountain.