Within the white-mist-shrouded, murmuring waters of the Twilight River.
Chen Daolin had no idea how much shock his clearing the fourth trial had caused those outside, and even if he had known, there was nothing he could do about it.
He was currently on a barren island spanning dozens of kilometers, locked in constant battle with a violet-gold humanoid warrior.
After clearing the first trial, he had swiftly passed the second, third, and fourth trials in succession.
Each trial featured a guardian on a small island, and their strength increased drastically.
The guardian of the second island was ten times stronger than the one in the first trial.
The guardian of the third trial was another ten times stronger than the guardian of the second.
The guardian of the fourth trial was still another ten times stronger than the guardian of the third.
Their only common trait was that they were fundamentally still using ninth-level cosmic techniques, yet they were ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times stronger than ordinary ninth-level cosmic beings!
To clear the third trial, one needed strength a hundred times that of a ninth-level cosmic being, along with an extremely high foundation in law comprehension.
For the fourth trial, one needed strength a thousand times that of a ninth-level cosmic being, as well as an even deeper comprehension of the origin laws.
If not for a freak like Chen Daolin, hardly anyone on the Ancient Burning Continent had been able to clear the fourth trial over its long years.
At the same time, with every successful trial, Chen Daolin received rewards countless times more generous than before.
If the rewards for the third trial were enough to tempt even immortals, then the rewards offered by the fourth trial were enough to make immortals go red-eyed