Ye Tian stood within the Divine Performance Proving Ground, listening from time to time to the information Jin Tian secretly relayed through the back door she had opened.
Before long, he understood exactly what kind of place this was.
As the strongest killing formation, the Divine Performance Proving Ground required immense cultivation and skill to set up, and it had to be nurtured for a thousand years before it could finally be used.
The restraints alone were enough to reveal the killing formation's power. With Jin Tian constantly reminding him of its dangers, suspicion naturally grew in everyone's hearts.
"I'd like to see just how powerful this legendary killing formation really is." Ye Tian took a step forward, and a desolate chill suddenly swept over him. It was as though time had only begun to flow at that very moment.
In an instant, countless bizarre scenes took solid form. The targets of these soldiers had always been Ye Tian alone.
At the same time, the heavens opened their eyes. Strange pupils turned one after another, their gazes never straying more than half a meter from Ye Tian.
Then came rolling heavenly thunder. Beneath thousands upon thousands of tribulation clouds stood only a cultivator who did not appear particularly powerful.
Ye Tian swept his gaze around before finally drawing the Seven Sorrows Sword. The killing intent was far too dense. If he continued holding back, he might truly perish here.
"Th-that's the Seven Sorrows Sword?! No way... could the person up there be the 'Di Qiu' who suddenly came back to life recently?!"
"The Buddhist Golden Body, Heavenly Karmic Fire, Heavenly Golden Divine Cauldron... there's no mistake! The ancient texts recorded most of the techniques Di Qiu knew, and they're all reflected in him!"
"Who would have thought it? Di Qiu