The Ascenders and the members of the Eight Great Imperial Clans stood facing off at the cave entrance, their swords drawn.
The risky climb up the Heavenly Mountain was for the chance to inherit its legacy.
If we enter the cave later, and those who came before us have already obtained the inheritance, then we won't even have a chance to try. Wouldn't it have been a waste of time to climb Heavenly Mountain Tian?
Although both sides were aggressive, neither was willing to make a move.
Rushou didn't mention there would be more challenges later on, so maybe the later ones will be even better?
Are you going to fight to the death here and then not want the baby in the back?
But neither side was willing to back down.
They were suddenly caught in a dilemma.
Lin Heng was now also anxious.
If you Immovable nor give in, how are we supposed to get into the cave?
Left with no other choice, Lin Heng had to step forward.
"How about we play a game, draw lots?"
After a brief consideration, the Ascenders agreed to Lin Heng's proposal.
Lei Yuxiao was somewhat worried, but before he could speak, Lin Heng silenced him with a kiss.
"Now, besides this method, the only option left is for both sides to fight to the death, and in the end, the survivors will go in."
Upon hearing Lin Heng's words, Lei Yuxiao fell silent for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.
"To be fair, I'll volunteer to go in last; the lottery is up to me."
After Lin Heng finished speaking, Ling Wushuang frowned, thinking it was completely unnecessary.
But after seeing Lin Heng's determined look, Ling Wushuang ultimately decided not to try to persuade him any further.
Then Lin Heng turned around and fiddled with something for a while before turning back, holding several crumpled strips of cloth in his hand.
Both stepped forward simultaneously and each grabbed one.
"I am number one."
Ling Wushuang smiled.
"I'm number two!"
Lei Yuxiao then spoke up.
"I'm number three!"
Ye Feng pulled out the strip of cloth he had taken.
"I'm number four!"
Although Yan Xishan was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to accept the reality.
It was decided by drawing lots; everyone's fate depended on luck.
During this process, Lin Heng used his soul power to wrap the cloth strips, making it impossible for either side to see them, thus ensuring fairness.
Then, following the established order, Ling Wushuang was the first to enter the cave.
After he left, Lei Yuxiao and the others immediately showed nervous expressions.
Looking at his trembling hands and his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, he was practically ready to kneel down and pray to his ancestors for blessings.
Shortly after Ling Wushuang entered the cave, an ancient yet powerful aura emanated from within.
Feeling that energy that even made his heart pound, Lei Yuxiao became even more flustered.
After a short while, Ling Wushuang emerged from the cave with a disappointed expression.
His expression revealed that Ling Wushuang had not successfully inherited the legacy.
Lei Yuxiao, who couldn't wait any longer, rushed inside before Ling Wushuang even fully left.
This time, it was naturally Ye Feng and the others who started to feel nervous.
Holding the number three strip of cloth in his hand, Ye Feng stared intently at the cave entrance, much like someone in the Mortal Realm waiting for the lottery results to be drawn.
Another short while passed, and Lei Yuxiao walked out dejectedly.
Ye Feng and the others immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as those before them haven't received the inheritance, they will naturally still have a chance.
Regardless of whether it will work out, at least you'll have a chance to give up, right?
After Lei Yuxiao came out, Ye Feng tightly gripped the strip of cloth in his hand and walked step by step into the cave.
Eight people in a row entered the cave with excitement, only to leave disappointed.
The inheritance is genuine; they can truly feel the powerful energy within it.
But what can you do if you can't have it?
Now, only Lin Heng, who volunteered to be the last one to enter, remains in the arena.
Ling Wushuang stepped forward and patted Lin Heng on the shoulder. "Brother Lin Heng, go and give it a try. Maybe you'll bring about another miracle this time."
Lin Heng gave a wry smile, shook his head, and walked away.
Seeing that Lin Heng also lacked confidence, Lei Yuxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that none of the eight of them had successfully obtained the inheritance, Lin Heng deliberately took the initiative to enter last.
At first, Lei Yuxiao suspected that Lin Heng might be plotting something.
But seeing Lin Heng's helpless expression, didn't that prove that even he wasn't confident?
After entering the cave, Lin Heng walked forward for about 150 meters and came to a huge stone statue.
The statue is twenty meters tall. Upon closer inspection, the man has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes; he is quite a handsome young man.
Standing in front of the statue, Lin Heng felt a sense of oppression.
In particular, the stone sword in the statue's hand seemed like a real divine weapon, giving off a powerful Sword Qi pressure.
Um?
This sword?
As Lin Heng examined the stone sword in the statue's hand, he noticed something amiss.
With a flick of his hand, the rusty longsword that Lin Heng had found in the lotus pond appeared.
'Buzz!'
The moment the longsword appeared, it emitted a loud sword cry.
At the same time, a white light flashed from the stone longsword in the hand of the statue in front.
The flashing white light quickly condensed into a ball of light, leaped up, and struck the longsword in Lin Heng's hand.
'Buzz!'
The sword's cry grew stronger, and the trembling of the longsword made it almost impossible for Lin Heng to hold it.
At a certain moment, the long sword flew out of Lin Heng's hand with a 'whoosh', spun 360 degrees in the cave, and then flew to Lin Heng and hovered in mid-air.
As the white light on the longsword faded, Lin Heng was surprised to find that the rust on the sword had disappeared.
Instead, a divine weapon with a sharp and awe-inspiring blade once again revealed its true power.
Lin Heng was examining the divine weapon before him.
Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from between the statue's eyebrows.
The beam of light shone on the longsword, and the longsword emitted another beam of light, which landed on Lin Heng's brow.
Lin Heng slowly closed his eyes, and subconsciously, he entered another world.
Amidst a range of undulating mountains, Lin Heng floated in mid-air, while in front of him stood a man dressed in pristine white robes, his hands clasped behind his back.
"You've finally arrived."
The man didn't turn around; his gentle voice easily created a sense of closeness and intimacy.
"Are you the master of Peach Garden Heavenly Abode?"
Lin Heng asked, filled with curiosity.
"Indeed, I am the master of Peach Garden Heavenly Abode."
"But it's best if you don't know my specific identity for now."
"Once you can merge the three scattered Peach Blossom Heavens and become the new master of the Heavenly Estate."
"Then, I will tell you everything."
As he spoke, the man slowly turned around.
Upon seeing that face, which was exactly the same as the statue, Lin Heng's first impression was that it was perfect and flawless.
Well, when he's dressed in ancient costume, he's just like Erlang Shen, played by Uncle Jiao, in the TV series " The Lotus Lantern " that Lin Heng watched in his previous life.
He was exceptionally handsome and possessed an air of authority.
The man stood there, and even though their eyes met, he gave Lin Heng a strong sense of pressure.
But if you look away, it's as if there's no one in front of you, it feels completely unreal.
Or perhaps, the man had already become one with heaven and earth.
He is heaven and earth, and he is heaven and earth!