The Primordial Source Realm, a special place.
The source of all things, and the source of all illusions.
Among the myriad heavens and worlds, across countless Dao Worlds, there were truly very few people who could enter the Primordial Source Realm.
For basically, not even one lucky person out of a hundred Dao Worlds could enter the Primordial Source Realm.
But beneath the Primordial, how many Dao Worlds were there?
There were countless Dao Worlds!
Thus, with such a vast base, there were naturally quite a few who entered the Primordial Dao World.
Yet the Primordial Source Realm was not so easy to enter.
For there were no small number of people who arrived before the Primordial Source Realm, yet could not enter it.
To enter the Primordial Source Realm, one had to undergo its origin trial, which tested the entrant's will.
If one's will was not firm enough, then perhaps for the rest of one's life, one's will would be trapped at the gates of the Primordial Source Realm, unable to enter within.
One's will might even become utterly lost within, while one's body turned completely into a living corpse and one's soul sank into total dead silence, never to awaken again.
The will would never emerge for a lifetime!
From this perspective, it could actually be considered a different kind of immortality.
Yet anyone who passed the trial, whenever they spoke of it afterward, seemed to recall some great terror and would not elaborate.
And what kind of trial was this, exactly?
And what sort of place was the Primordial Source Realm?
"Ah, I failed again!"
Inside the room, beneath the dim yellow lamplight, a youth sitting cross-legged revealed a trace of disappointment and let out a soft sigh.
The youth was named Ye Lingtian. He was