Yixiantian as the Final Gate, Measuring Worth by Slaughter
"Qualified."
Lieyunzi uttered two words calmly.
Zhan Konglie bowed and withdrew, followed by dozens of other cultivators who took turns ascending the stage for the trial.
Some people lost their composure and collapsed after only three breaths, and were eliminated by Lieyunzi's flick of his sleeve into the teleportation array. Others gritted their teeth and held on until the seventh breath, but were ultimately overwhelmed by the fierce killing intent of the word "battle" and were eliminated.
It wasn't until the eighth person was eliminated that everyone vaguely realized that this Heavenly Trial was not testing the depth of one's cultivation, but rather the strength of one's mind and soul to withstand and bear the fighting spirit.
Wang Lin's expression grew increasingly solemn. Those cultivators who passed the test only managed to merge their divine sense into the word "battle" in the last two breaths, and not one of them could retain that trace of original power.
Only Zhan Konglie had touched the edge of the origin during the eighth breath.
"My turn."
Xu Ting suddenly stepped forward, his black robe fluttering amidst the murderous aura. Black energy suddenly appeared between his brows, transforming into a rapidly spinning vortex that subtly resonated with the word "war" on the screen.
The fifth breath!
Xu Ting's divine sense, like an arrow released from a bow, precisely pierced the gaps between the strokes of the character "war"!
"Such speed!" Wang Lin couldn't help but exclaim. Back then, even with the power of the Heaven Defying Bead, it took him six breaths to enter a meditative state, yet Xu Ting was a breath faster!
Lieyunzi suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light.
Disciples of the Zhan Family must devote themselves to arduous training in front of the War Character Calligraphy for decades in order to achieve the state of entering a state of deep meditation within five breaths. To be able to achieve this on the first encounter is a feat accomplished by only three people in the entire long history of the Zhan Family!
"This child... is a peerless gem, uncarved and unpolished!"
Lieyunzi's hand, stroking his beard, trembled slightly.
The character "War" on the screen suddenly lit up, and the primordial power was several times more concentrated than when Zhan Konglie was undergoing his trial. It flowed into Xu Ting's body along with his divine sense.
Xu Ting's body trembled violently, but he gritted his teeth and forced the primordial power to remain in his body for another half breath before letting it dissipate.
"Qualified!"
Lieyunzi's voice carried an undisguised excitement as she said, "You're very good."
As Xu Ting stepped down, a proud smile appeared on his lips. Although he didn't know the details of that power, he could sense its preciousness, and it was clear that his performance far surpassed that of everyone present.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and stepped onto the bluestone platform under everyone's gaze. He did not rush to look at the War Character Calligraphy, but instead closed his eyes and focused his mind, silently repeating the words "firm heart" that Senior Luo Chuan had instructed him to say three times.
When Wang Lin opened his eyes again, his gaze was firmly fixed on the word "war".
There were no earth-shattering phenomena, only a faint wisp of divine consciousness, like a gentle stream, slowly seeping into the gaps between the strokes.
The moment his divine sense completely merged with the word "battle," the Heaven Defying Bead within Wang Lin's body suddenly trembled slightly. That wisp of primordial power seemed to have found its final destination, surging wildly into his dantian along with his divine sense!
"Huh?" Lieyunzi suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock. The flow of this source was several times smoother than when Xu Ting was here!
Lieyunzi froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. "One breath, just one breath, Xu Mu has already entered a meditative state. Such talent is truly unparalleled, a genius that only appears once in ten thousand years!"
Just as Lieyunzi was overcome with excitement, Luo Chuan's gaze quietly fell on Blood God Child not far away, and he sneered inwardly.
Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai was also among them. He noticed Luo Chuan in the crowd and was immediately shocked. He quickly ran over and said, "You actually... you actually broke through to the mid-stage of the Jingnie Realm?"
Yao Xinghai was also at the mid-stage of the Jingnie Realm, while Luo Chuan was merely at the Spirit Severing stage back then. Now, Luo Chuan was on par with him, which shocked Yao Xinghai like never before.
Blood God Child glanced at Immortal Lord Qingshui beside Luo Chuan out of the corner of his eye, but did not make a move immediately.
After all, Immortal Lord Qingshui was incredibly powerful, and I simply couldn't defeat him with my own strength.
Similarly, Master Lu Fuzi did not want them to kill each other.
Therefore, Blood God Child did not take direct action, but could only wait until after the Immortal Sealing was over to find an opportunity to completely eliminate the junior Luo Chuan.
Immortal Lord Qingshui stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "This Blood God Child will not let you go. Try to break through to the Sunie Realm as soon as possible. At that time, they will naturally be no match for you."
Luo Chuan bowed slightly to Yao Xinghai, the Blood Ancestor, and said, "Greetings, Senior."
Luo Chuan now naturally had to give Xue'er's father face; otherwise, given his own cultivation level, addressing him as "fellow Daoist" would have been quite generous.
Blood Ancestor Yao Xinghai sighed softly, glanced at Blood God Child Ancestor out of the corner of his eye, and finally shook his head without saying anything more. He then turned back to stare at the direction of the war drum.
After about half a day, the second trial was over. Yan Leizi, the master of the Thunder Immortal Palace, stepped over, stroked his pale goatee, and nodded in satisfaction.
With one hand behind his back, Yan Leizi's voice resounded across the square as he calmly announced, "The original plan was to test Dao resolve through the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Now that we have enough participants, we will proceed directly to the Yixiantian!"
Yan Leizi pointed his finger to the sky and said indifferently, "The Yixiantian is the final barrier; victory is determined by slaughter."
"The one at the top of the list is the leader of all immortals, and the top thirty-six are called the Heavenly Gang! All of you who enter are illusory beings. Even if you perish, you will only be harmed in the slightest, without affecting your foundation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Leizi took out an octagonal wooden piece from his storage bag and threw it into the air. The wooden piece suddenly grew to ten zhang in size, with colorful light flowing around it, like a floating glass mirror.
"Enter the bluestone!"
As Yan Leizi's voice fell, all 112 cultivators in the arena stepped onto the thousand-foot-long blue stone and sat cross-legged.
Immediately, Yan Leizi unleashed his hand seals, and the radiant light from the precious mirror poured down, seeping into everyone's body like a fine rain.
In an instant, all the cultivators, including Wang Lin, lost their focus and their minds sank into an endless illusion.
Yan Leizi looked at Luo Chuan's position, stroked his beard, and slowly said, "Brother Luo Chuan, now that the Yixiantian assessment has begun, the rest is up to you."
Whether you can become the number one immortal depends on whether you can become the strongest.
Luo Chuan nodded slightly, then bowed to Yan Leizi in front of him, saying, "In that case, this junior will enter this place personally."
"Good luck."
As the scenery changed, the once magnificent Thunder Immortal Palace had long since disappeared, replaced by an endless primeval forest.
The forest before them was extremely dense, almost completely blocking out the sunlight, and the air was filled with a strong aura of demonic beasts, as if this were a paradise for them.
With one hand behind his back and his finger lightly touching his brow, Luo Chuan conjured a Thunder Frog, its entire body crackling with lightning energy, and it appeared out of thin air in front of him.