The Terrifying Thirty-First Trial

However, two hours later, when the light on the thirty-first floor came on, the disciples watching from their seats were all thrown into an uproar.

Thirty-one was a special number, one etched deeply into their hearts.

For millions of years, the most monstrous prodigy the Ancient God Sect had ever produced had been stopped at the thirty-first trial, and that had happened hundreds of thousands of years ago.

That peerless genius had long since fallen.

In the hundreds of thousands of years since, their best record had only been the twenty-sixth trial.

They had never expected that Ye Lin would break their best record of all those years so effortlessly.

And now, Ye Lin actually dared to challenge the Ancient God Sect's previous best record. How could they possibly stay calm?

"Do you think Ye Lin can pass the thirty-first trial?"

Suddenly, a timid voice broke the otherwise peaceful silence.

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Even the Sword God was stopped at the thirty-first trial. Lord Sword God was the greatest genius in the Ancient God Sect. No matter how monstrous Ye Lin is, he could never compare to Lord Sword God."

At the mention of the Sword God, the disciples flushed red, their emotions running high.

Because the Sword God was the pride of the Ancient God Sect, the greatest idol of its younger generation.

But in the end, he had still fallen.

Even in death, he remained an everlasting legend.

"I don't believe it either. I don't believe Ye Lin can break the legend Lord Sword God once created."

"I don't believe it, either. Just watch. He won't last much longer. Soon, the Heaven-Reaching Tower will mercilessly teleport him out."

"I think so too."

Inside the Heaven-Reaching Tower, Ye Lin looked at the Bone Blade in his hand and was