Zhou Qi stood on the water, covered in blood, breathing heavily.
He stared at the direction where the clone disappeared for several breaths.
"... Is this a passing test?" He murmured, his voice hoarse.
As soon as he finished speaking, the water beneath his feet began to vibrate.
A huge golden light beam emerged from the bottom of the water, covering Zhou Qi's entire body.
In the light pillar, countless golden runes were flying like fireflies, surrounding him and slowly rotating.
A cold and mechanical voice sounded in his mind:
"Ninth Layer trial passed."
"Reward: five hundred points."
"Trialists can choose--"
"1. Take the points and leave Golden Tower."
"2. Spend five hundred points, enter Tenth Layer, and understand the meaning of Metal Element Origin."
Zhou Qi stood in the light pillar, the golden runes shining on his body, making him feel warm.
He looked at the two options that appeared in front of him and slowly grinned.
"Choose two, I want to enter Tenth Layer!" Zhou Qi said softly.
The beam of light shrank suddenly, engulfing his figure.
The water surface became calm again.
The golden light dissipated, and Ninth Layer was empty.
Zhou Qi was standing in a large hall at this time, and the scene in front of him made him startled.
It was no longer the training ground he had imagined, and there were no puppets. It was not any level he had expected.
It's a big hall.
The hall is extremely high, and the dome is hidden in the golden mist. When you look up, you can't see the end.
The light mist surged slowly, like a sea of clouds frozen in the sky. The golden glow came out from the depths of the mist, reflecting the entire hall like dusk.
There is nothing in the temple, no pillars, no furnishings, no unnecessary decorations.
Only the ground was engraved with densely packed runes, spreading out from the center in circles, like ripples, or some kind of ancient formation.
The runes flowed slowly, exuding a faint golden light. The light was not dazzling, but it made people afraid to look directly at it for too long.
Zhou Qi stood at the entrance, covered in injuries, but he couldn't care less about his physical discomfort at the moment.
He walked slowly into the hall, glanced around, and then looked up at the invisible dome.
"This place is very strange. Tenth Layer is actually higher than the entire Golden Tower."
The words just fell.
"Boom--"
The whole hall shook violently.
It's not an earthquake, it's like something has awakened.
An extremely powerful aura surged out of thin air from all directions, with no source and no sign, and filled the entire hall so suddenly.
The breath is as cold as a knife, as sharp as a sword, with a domineering edge that cuts everything.
Zhou Qi's face changed slightly, and he instinctively grasped the handle of the knife.
Immediately afterwards, the light and shadow of swords began to condense in the void.
It's not an entity, it's a virtual shadow condensed purely from Metal Element Force.
The light of the sword was like a crescent moon, and the shadow of the sword was like a sword. They shuttled, intertwined, and collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, etc."
They wandered around the hall irregularly, at an alarming speed. Occasionally, one or two passed by Zhou Qi, still a few feet away, and the sharp cutting sensation already stung the skin.
A ray of sword light flew straight towards him.
Zhou Qi turned sideways, and the sword grazed the corner of his clothes and slashed to the ground behind him, making no sound and leaving no trace.
But a small piece of his clothes was cut off.
The cut is as smooth as if measured with a ruler.
Zhou Qi glanced down at the falling piece of fabric and frowned.
"This phantom... is actually Metal Element Force."
He began to walk around the hall, trying to find a relatively safe position.
But no matter where he went, the lights and shadows of swords followed him, becoming increasingly dense.
There were only a dozen or so at first, but now there are dozens of them, weaving into an airtight net in mid-air.
Zhou Qi shuttled through the net, Nine-Heavens Step exerted himself to the extreme, his figure was like a ghost, barely able to dodge the attacks one after another.
But this cannot continue.
Zhou Qi frowned.
He wanted to find a corner and sit down cross-legged first, and then drink Golden Core Technique, Middle Volume to perfection, and then realize this Metal Element Origin.
Now it seems that this plan is useless.
Those flashes of swords and swords didn't give him a chance to practice quietly.
Zhou Qi gritted his teeth and thought while avoiding.
Just then--
"Ding."
The system prompt sounded in my mind.
[Feeling Metal Element Origin, will understand Upper Heavenly Grade martial arts <Dao-Slaying·Metal Element>]
[Current enlightenment proficiency: 0/100000]
[Note: You can practice it after comprehending Cultivation Method, and you can get started after comprehending it]
Zhou Qi's steps faltered, and he was almost hit in the shoulder by a sword shadow.
He suddenly turned sideways and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Upper Heavenly Grade?
He has been in this world for so long, and the highest grade Cultivation Method he has ever come into contact with is just Upper Profound Grade.
Upper Heavenly Grade, he has never even heard of it.
Even Primordial Hall probably doesn't have such level of martial arts.
"This thing..." Zhou Qi moved around in the shadows of swords and swords while staring at the line of words on System Panel, his heart beating a little faster, "It's more valuable than Golden Core Cultivation Manual."
He took a deep breath and made a quick judgment.
Let's do this first.
Golden Core Cultivation Manual You can wait. This Metal Element Origin is right in front of you. If you miss this village, you won't have this store.
Zhou Qi looked at the flashes of swords and swords flying around, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes completely turned into fighting intent.
The body moved directly towards the densest place.
Among the dense swords and sword shadows, Zhou Qi quickly jumped to avoid it, and the Startling Rainbow Saber in his hand did not stop.
After fighting the shadow for more than ten minutes, Zhou Qi raised his eyes and looked at the system:
[<Dao-Slaying·Metal Element> Comprehension proficiency: 36/100000]
Zhou Qi nodded secretly, it really worked.
But for 100,000 proficiency points, calculated at 3 points per minute, I would have to work for 24 days without stopping.
He lowered his head and looked at the Xuan-level Origin-Restoring Pill in his arms, and there were still seven left.
At this time, Primordial Hall contributed Wang Ding. The other party had just entered Immortal Path Minor World and was intercepted before he could use it.
In the war of attrition we just fought with the puppets on the ninth floor, we lost three Restoration Pill.
But seven, I think it should be enough.
Zhou Qi thought about the difficulty of the comprehension trial, and then continued to start the trial.
At the same time, outside the tower.
The first to ninth floors of Golden Tower are just an ordinary tower, and there is no difference in the flow rate of time.
After Zhou Qi passed levels one to nine, a day has passed outside the tower.
At this time, deep in a bush, three figures were running away in panic.
Looking over, the leader, Red-robed Woman, had dazzling blood dripping from the corners of his lips, and a heavy look of worry filled his brows.
Not far behind her, followed closely were a thin middle-aged man and a young man in white.
The appearance of the two of them was even more miserable. The middle-aged man had lost an arm, his expression was sinister and ferocious, and he just ran away in a hurry.
The young man in white was also seriously injured, the tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding, the folding fan that he used to keep in his hand was long gone, and his plain white gown was stained with blood and was mottled.
"Brother Qianshan... can Wuji still live?" The young man in white spoke, with a hint of guilt, it was Su Wenyuan.
The middle-aged man with a broken arm was silent for a moment. While running, he turned his head and glanced at the stars in the distance:
"... Dead!"