Lu Chuan hesitated no longer. His aura surged like a rainbow, dazzling immortal light bursting from his entire body as he charged upward.
He discovered that although these two beings were proficient in his ultimate techniques, their strength was only at the peak of Taiyi High Immortal.
This seemed to be their limit.
But after a moment's thought, he roughly understood: in the past, the strongest level in the Taiyi realm had merely been the state of three flowers gathering at the crown and five qi paying homage to the origin—that was the peak of Taiyi High Immortal.
Therefore, the laws of heaven and earth were like a program, setting the upper limit of this trial for immortals at the peak of High Immortal.
If a Taiyi High Immortal wanted to transcend, they had to deal with three enemies whose magic power equaled yours, whose realm was the same as yours, and whose divine abilities were identical to yours.
They might appear one by one, or they might appear together like now...
That was equivalent to the enemies in this trial being three of yourself.
That, instead, was an even more dangerous matter.
Many people might have fought three enemies of the same realm, but they had absolutely never tried what it felt like to fight three of themselves.
There was a saying that put it well: every person's greatest enemy was not someone else, but themselves.
You could understand an enemy's preferences and weaknesses very clearly, but it was very hard to discover your own weaknesses, because sometimes you did not even understand yourself.
Yet these beings were born from you, so they would understand you extremely well and know certain fatal weaknesses of yours.
Even Lu Chuan, if his head had not been burning with fever, would rather