He had now reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and his Brahma Demon-Refining Art, Primordial Magnetism Annihilation Great Art, and path of the Yang Spirit had all made considerable progress. The Seven Luminaries Trial was just the opportunity to reassess his true combat strength.
Tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones became the provisions needed to open the trial.
Several hours passed in succession.
He cleared the first six layers one after another.
Only when the Golden Body of the Arhat guarding the sixth layer dissolved into lightning that filled the sky, and the glazed golden light descending from the Wisdom King Tower swiftly erased Qing Chen's injuries, did the gate of light leading to the seventh layer finally appear before him again.
The gate still bore only the archaic character for "Seven."
Qing Chen looked at the gate of light without stepping forward.
The last time he had reached this point, his cultivation had still been at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
In that battle, he had fought Arhat Fengchi for over twenty hours, taking more than two hundred saber strikes. Almost no flesh on his body had remained intact, and saber light had even laid bare half the bones of his face.
Although that life-and-death struggle had ultimately allowed him to comprehend a deeper level of the Blood Path, and he had wounded Arhat Fengchi seven times, he had still lost.
In the end, he had voluntarily cut off the trial and withdrawn from the seventh layer.
"Letting this old debt drag on for so many years really is a bit much," Qing Chen murmured.
The next moment, he stepped into the gate of light.
The world before his eyes abruptly changed.
There was no sea of thunder, no mountains or rivers, and not the slightest trace of