The second trial was divided into two parts. The flashy "Soul Forging" had now been completed.
"Annihilation" had yet to be triggered.
Given the Empire's rough and straightforward style, the act of entering these armory units to seize their rewards was probably part of the trial itself.
He did not rush toward the nearest entrance.
After ascending to the Chaos Godhood, his perception of energy far surpassed what it had once been.
As he focused his mind slightly, grayish-white Chaos divine power silently spread outward like mercury from his body, meticulously scanning the energy barriers at every unit entrance.
Light blue, deep blue, dark green, dark red, purplish-black...
The barriers varied in color and intensity.
They represented the danger levels and elemental inclinations of the items sealed within.
The vast majority of them exuded lingering traces of Winter and frost.
After all, this was a legacy of the Slavia Empire.
It was an empire deeply connected to frost.
Zong Shen's gaze finally settled on an inconspicuous unit entrance in the rock wall to the west.
Its barrier was an extremely murky dark purple, constantly twisting and writhing.
From time to time, a thread of heart-palpitating silver-white radiance flashed across it.
Though the barrier's strength was not the highest, the nature of its energy was utterly unlike that of the other units.
It carried none of frost's bitter chill. Instead, it conveyed a sense of chaos and tearing.
It was filled with a bizarre aura that seemed capable of corroding space itself.
More importantly, when Zong Shen's Chaos divine power swept over it, the dark-purple barrier rippled slightly and produced a faint pull.
It seemed to resonate with the chaotic nature of his divine power—the power to evolve all things and return all power to the void.
"Oh?"
Zong Shen raised