The Spirit of the Sacred Domain was not displeased by Han Xuanji's relaxed and carefree demeanor; it simply felt that the other party was being too arrogant.
The fact that he could quickly master the first six heavens shows that this child's comprehension, foundation, and temperament are all rare in this world, and he is even comparable to the Ten Directions Holy Lord of that time.
But precisely because of this, it felt even more strongly that Han Xuanji suffer a great loss in the Seventh Heaven.
The first six heavens test the trial participants' comprehension, but from the Seventh Heaven onwards, the tests change.
Throughout history, countless geniuses have swept through the first six heavens with unstoppable momentum, only to fall before the projection of the Heart Devil in the Seventh Heaven.
According to its statistics, there have been many who have ventured into the Seventh Heaven of trials throughout history, but only one in ten thousand have been able to pass.
Although Han Xuanji is strong, it will probably not be so easy for her to pass the test, and she may even fail.
With that thought in mind, the Spirit of the Sacred Domain stopped worrying and instead developed a somewhat spectator's mentality.
It wanted to see if this prodigy, who had swiftly ascended to the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, could maintain his composure when faced with "that past."
On the other hand, the moment Han Xuanji stepped into the Seventh Heaven, he realized that it was completely different from the previous six heavens.
There was none of the grand scenes from the previous heavens, nor the surreal feeling of the Divine Tree Trial.
He landed in a place that was so real it couldn't be more real.
This is a fragmented memory, a past that the Ten Directions Holy Lord has etched into his heart.
Of course, it wasn't some clichéd plot twist, but a battle of epic proportions.
There were no hidden murderous intent or restrictions here, nor was there the slightest trace of the chilling atmosphere typical of a trial ground.
Before his eyes was a flowing sea of golden clouds, and he was standing on the edge of a white jade platform that floated above the clouds.
The platform was extremely wide, with ninety-nine golden pillars with coiled dragons standing on all four sides. The pillars were entwined with the phantoms of True Dragon, and each one exuded a vast and powerful aura that made even Han Xuanji's heart tremble.
The countertop is covered with purple-patterned cloud-patterned bricks, each brick engraved with an ancient name, as if recording the names of the ancestors who once discussed philosophy here.
In the center of the high platform, three stone statues stood side by side, but their faces were somewhat blurred, not because they had been eroded by time, but because Han Xuanji could not see them.
Even in memories, its true form remains elusive.
Above the sky, nine golden dragons pulled a magnificent ship slowly past, and the sounds of laughter and conversation could be faintly heard from inside the ship.
Further away, palaces and pavilions appear and disappear in the sea of clouds, with glazed tiles and stars as lamps, their grandeur breathtaking.
"Here it is?"
Han Xuanji frowned slightly.
Zhou Yuan's inherited memories contain very little information about the Seventh Heaven. It only says that this heaven is a "projection of the Heart Devil " formed from the remnant will of the Holy Lord, but the specific content of the test is not explained in detail.
"This is the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet."
The Spirit of the Sacred Domain chuckled, but Han Xuanji naturally couldn't hear it.
This realm is derived from an early experience of the Ten Directions Holy Lord, who represented the Sacred Court to go to the Hongmeng Dao Palace Hongmeng Dao Palace to participate in the grand event, the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
It is common for the nine supreme powers to compete and spar with each other.
Those powerful figures, with their Tongtian strength, naturally wouldn't participate in the duels; therefore, young prodigies are the best candidates.
The Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet is an occasion where all supreme forces gather to compete and vie for supremacy. It concerns the reputation of the Daoist lineage, and the top geniuses from all sides will participate.
If one wins first place at the grand feast, one will not only receive rewards unimaginable to ordinary people, but will also be remembered for eternity and praised by countless people.
The young Ten Directions Holy Lord was one of those who fought in place of the Sacred Court, and he stood until the very end, battling a peerless genius from the Hongmeng Dao Palace.
Whoever is the victor, wins everything.
Han Xuanji never expected that this "projection of Heart Devil " would recreate a grand event from countless ages ago in such a realistic way.
However, he quickly absorbed some basic information and understood his situation.
"I am Zhou Tianlong, also known as the young Ten Directions Holy Lord, representing the Sacred Court in this battle?"
Han Xuanji closed his eyes briefly, a chill running through him.
No wonder the Ten Directions Holy Lord's lineage faces opponents of this caliber; no wonder countless geniuses have failed.
It wasn't that Han Xuanji looked down on her senior sister; she simply couldn't possibly defeat her.
Therefore, the vast majority of people are probably stuck at the Seventh Heaven.
Of course, the Ten Directions Holy Lord couldn't possibly limit the strength of the trial participants to fight this battle. Instead, he lifted the restrictions of the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm, allowing the trial participants to be at their peak.
Han Xuanji's full strength returned, and he felt the endless flow of Eternal True Essence and Qi and Blood within his body, a power far greater than that of entering the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm.
After all, his strength had been steadily increasing, and he was now several times stronger than before he entered the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm.
"This is quite a show of force..."
Han Xuanji sense that above this golden sea of clouds, there were hundreds or even thousands of auras far exceeding his imagination, stretching across the sky.
Those auras were like the sun hanging in the sky, each one a hundred or a thousand times stronger than him. The weakest of them were at least at the level of Eternal Sage, and there were at least a hundred Holy Lord level experts. They sat on the clouds, their pressure concealed, yet they were still as unfathomable as the Heavenly Abyss.
The strongest attacks even caused his very soul to tremble instinctively.
"That's truly an exaggeration. Sage are everywhere, but Holy Lord is less valuable than a dog..."
Han Xuanji's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
This is the foundation of an unparalleled power.
"If only this were the arena for the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet, how wonderful it would be to sign in here."
Han Xuanji sighed inwardly. This was ultimately an illusion, the Heart Devil of the Ten Directions Holy Lord.
It wasn't even a place imbued with Daoist wisdom; what a waste of his expectations.
"They've arrived."
A voice suddenly rang softly in his mind, like a reminder, or perhaps a soliloquy.
This seems to be a wisp of remnant will from the Ten Directions Holy Lord, and also the person who conveyed some basic information to him before.
Following the pull of that will, Han Xuanji raised his head and saw a tall, slender figure slowly walking towards him in the setting sun.
He was a young man dressed in a gray Daoist robe, with a peaceful face and an otherworldly air. There was a purple-gold mark between his eyebrows, and the mark was shaped like a uniquely shaped flower.
"Is this the prodigy from the Hongmeng Dao Palace?"
Han Xuanji's heart stirred; judging from the man's demeanor alone, he knew that this person was definitely a top-tier expert.
Some people have the air of unparalleled masters, and the person before me is one of them.
" Hongmeng Dao Palace, Li Xiaoyao."
The young man spoke, his voice gentle, but his eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.
Han Xuanji immediately understood and calmly replied:
" Sacred Court, Zhou Tianlong."
High above the clouds, countless eyes watched this scene with great curiosity.
On one side was the Sacred Court's rising star, a dark horse that no one had anticipated.
On the other side is the supreme genius who was established as the Dao Child at the first Eternal True Lord stage in the history of the Hongmeng Dao Palace.
Both are unparalleled geniuses, one in a million. Regardless of who wins or loses, it will be an epic battle.