Emperor's Tomb Divine Mountain, a faint crimson stained the snow-white drifting clouds, illuminating every inch of rock and soil and shrouding the entire Human World.
It was twice the Red Tide Pressure, condensed into tangible substance and present everywhere. Yet it looked somewhat thin, like a blazing sun obscured by dark clouds, able to cast only a faint lingering glow over the Human World.
Ren Ye sat cross-legged inside the Emperor's Scenery Pavilion halfway up the Divine Mountain, his eyes closed and his bearing tranquil, seemingly immersed in meditative understanding as his spirit roamed heaven and earth.
For the First Trial, the test of "The Weight of Humanity," Ren Ye had sent Nine Li's strongest child, Little One, to take the challenge. He therefore bore none of the pressure himself, and once the trial began, Headless Man Old Liu had transported him directly to the finish line of the Weight of Humanity—the Emperor's Scenery Pavilion—to wait.
However, because he had been transported straight here, he now had no sense of how high the Divine Mountain rose above him or how far the earth lay below. It was like waking to find himself suddenly suspended in the cold, dark universe, with an eerie, unknown sense of hanging in space.
Sitting cross-legged in the Emperor's Scenery Pavilion, his thoughts ethereal and his mind free of distractions, he felt his Divine Sense Perception gradually merge with the Divine Mountain whose summit he could not see, the two resonating with each other.
He had the feeling that he was the mountain, and the mountain was him. Simply sitting within it, his Divine Sense Perception spread across the Human World, vast and boundless, without end.
With a single thought, he could sense the rhythm of every blade of grass swaying in the mountain breeze, the