His former friends and masters were slaughtered one after another by blood-red puppets. Before dying, they all looked at Ye Lin with eyes that were almost pleading, begging him to save their lives.
As long as Ye Lin acted, they could have survived. Yet throughout it all, Ye Lin remained unmoved. It was nothing more than a little wind and frost.
Ten minutes later, the third trial began.
This trial was called: Love.
At that moment, Ye Lin felt that he could move again. It was as though he had arrived in an unfamiliar time. There, he met a woman. They came to know one another, understand one another, stay by one another's side, and fall in love.
A hundred years later, the woman was slain by an enemy. She died before his very eyes, yet Ye Lin stood atop a cliff in white robes, utterly unmoved.
His expression was cold to the extreme. Holding a long sword, he resembled an immortal swordsman in white as he watched silently, watching bit by bit as his former Dao companion died before him.
Yet his heart was as still as water.
This trial ended swiftly, and the next one arrived.
The scene shifted again. The sight before him had become the exterior of the Heaven-Reaching Tower. Everyone stood quietly, their expressions incomparably calm. Liu Bai stood silently at his side, still wearing that faint smile, carrying that familiar feeling.
"Alright, this trial is over. Let's go. It's time for us to head back."
Looking at Yuexi before him and hearing her words, Ye Lin's face filled with confusion. The trial... was over?
"What? You charged up to the fifteenth floor of the Heaven-Reaching Tower and obtained a top-grade Immortal-tier Flame Spear. Have you forgotten? Come on, a top-grade Immortal-tier Flame Spear will