At the seventh trial of the Seven Paths of Demonic Heaven, Ning Chen appeared. All around him, birds sang and flowers bloomed, forming a peaceful immortal paradise.
As he stepped inside, he sensed no danger, yet Ning Chen's expression grew even more solemn as he guarded himself with utmost vigilance.
The master of the sixth trial had warned him that the guardian of the seventh was a terrifying expert of the King Realm. He could not afford to be careless.
The King Realm was where the true great cultivators of the Fourth Realm stood. Every one of them possessed astonishing divine abilities, controlled the laws of kingship, transcended the mortal world, and wielded extraordinary strength.
At the final trial of the Seven Paths of Demonic Heaven, not many had reached this point over the past several thousand years, though it was not unheard of. Yet every challenger had broken their spear and sunk their halberd here, unable to overcome a King's might.
Walking through the immortal realm of singing birds and fragrant flowers without seeing a single figure, Ning Chen's expression became increasingly grave. His gaze swept across his surroundings as he remained on guard.
After another hundred steps, the sound of a waterfall reached his ears from afar. Ning Chen stopped. A moment later, he headed toward the source of the water.
More than ten miles away, beside the Azure Wave Clear Pool, a great waterfall plunged from the heavens, endlessly washing over the rocks below. Beneath it lay a curved pool, its waters glimmering with crystalline clarity.
Within the pool, a young woman bathed. Her body was translucent as jade, and her long hair cascaded down, lending her an added measure of temptation.
In the distance, a figure in plain white robes approached. His expression was calm, his