The entrance to the Martial Arts Trial Secret Realm was located high above a floating island. Auspicious colors and radiant light shimmered over the island, where pavilions and halls stood everywhere.
Quite a few people gained insights amid the bloody trials and broke through their bottlenecks. To avoid disturbing one another, formations that isolated auras had been carved around every pavilion and hall, ensuring no one would be interrupted.
Shi Lan took out the jade token of a First-Generation True Disciple, opened a hundred-zhang jade pavilion, and stepped inside.
There were fewer than fifty pavilions of this size on the floating island, reserved exclusively for First-Generation True Disciples.
The pavilion contained another world within it, a small world inscribed with countless grand formations, capable of withstanding the full force of a Supreme's techniques and attacks as they tested their martial paths.
A crystal-clear pearl, like a silver moon, hung in the small world's sky. It swallowed and exhaled vast waves of primordial energy, faintly radiating the profundity of the Dao. It had the remarkable effect of calming the mind and cleansing the soul, making it a rare treasure.
This was not Shi Lan's first time here. She crossed the small world in a single step and sat down on the ground at its center. Her divine sense resonated with heaven and earth, activating the Dao marks concealed in the void.
In an instant, her divine sense traversed the void as if crossing billions of miles of mountains and rivers. The next moment, she stood before a vast city.
A peculiar energy enveloped her divine sense and shaped it into a physical body. She wore a waist-cinched martial robe and looked no different from her appearance outside. Countless streaks of spiritual light rose and fell around the city, manifesting the figures