Finally, it's here!
Ever since he entered the Purple Star Realm, he finally had an opportunity.
That ancient voice had a pressure that made people submit. However, Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly as a smile appeared on his face.
After searching for so long, he finally found something!
"The second stage, choose!" Lin Feng said silently.
However, he was suddenly stunned. He was a little confused and didn't understand.
"The second stage? Why isn't it the first stage? "Although Lin Feng was confused, he didn't think too much about it.
The most important thing now wasn't how many stages to pass, but —
Face.
"Choose? What does' choose 'mean? "Lin Feng thought to himself and frowned.
However, that old voice didn't sound again. The second stage's mission only had two words. There was nothing else.
"Maybe I can find the answer if I walk forward." Lin Feng's eyes were bright.
…
Soon, Lin Feng understood what the so-called 'choice' meant.
There were two forks in the lake cave in front of him, and there were two statues in front of them. On the left was a muscular man. He was tall and strong, and his muscles looked like they were about to explode. On the right was a thin man. His body was thin, and his eyes shone with spiritual energy.
The two statues seemed to mean something.
"They're Heavenly Martial Artists and Heavenly Gods," Lin Feng said.
It was a strange feeling. It was as if the answer had already existed in his mind.
Although the two statues didn't look special, they seemed to be different from the Heavenly Martial Artists and Heavenly Gods.
"What's different?" Lin Feng frowned slightly.
"Oh … I can't describe it." Lin Feng stared at the two statues carefully again, but he still couldn't figure it out.
There seemed to be some secrets that he didn't know.
However, he didn't know.
"Do I have to choose?" Lin Feng smiled faintly.
The two statues seemed to have an inexplicable connection with him.
Lin Feng knew that it was because he was also a Heavenly Martial Artist and Heavenly God.
Among them, the Heavenly Martial Artist on the left was more sensitive.
"The left then." Lin Feng nodded.
Following his intuition, there was not much use in making rash judgments at this moment.
Because he didn't know what kind of result this choice would bring, or what would happen in the future.
No matter what, at this moment, he was the strongest —
It was the War God.
…
Whoosh! He stepped into the tunnel.
It was as if he had entered a huge crystal palace.
The surroundings were bright and resplendent. The glass-like lenses in the surroundings reflected the light and intertwined with each other. The brilliance was dazzling and extremely beautiful.
"Where is this?!" Lin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect such a change.
It was clearly a lake cave, but it had turned into this in an instant.
It was too strange!
And at this moment …
"Boom!" His head suddenly shook, and that familiar pressure came again.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up and his chest jumped. He felt a strong pressure that was even stronger than before.
"The Ancient Warrior Trial begins now."
"The first segment is the Ancient Martial Artist Aptitude Test."
His voice was cold and emotionless.
Lin Feng was a little dumbfounded. He still hadn't reacted. He didn't understand what an Ancient Martial Artist was.
However, it was no longer up to him to think about it.
Bang! Bang! ~ ~
Around the crystal palace, countless rays of light shot in from all directions.
They were densely packed and there were tens of thousands of them. There was no way to avoid them. In fact, the speed of the rays of light far exceeded Lin Feng's reaction speed. They densely covered the entire space.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lin Feng's body was instantly penetrated by tens of thousands of rays of light.
"This?!" Lin Feng's expression changed.
He finally reacted, but he was weak all over.
These rays of light completely froze his body, making him unable to move.
There was a strange energy being transmitted in the rays of light, connecting the crystal walls to the surroundings. Many rays of light penetrated out and in an instant, many rays of light penetrated in. Lin Feng only felt that every inch of his skin, and even every cell in his body, was exposed.
That feeling was as if his entire body and mind were completely open.
There were no secrets!
…
As time passed, Lin Feng's heart gradually calmed down.
These rays of light seemed frightening and dangerous. They even penetrated his body.
But in reality, he did not suffer any harm. There was only some numbing energy flowing in his body, as if there was something extra in his cells. He had an inexplicable feeling that it was a part of his body.
"Ancient Martial Artist, what is an Ancient Martial Artist?"
"What is the relationship between an Ancient Martial Artist and a Heaven Martial Artist?"
Lin Feng pondered and felt a little confused.
If it was a blessing, it would not be a disaster. If it was a disaster, he could not avoid it. He could only resign himself to it.
"The first round, the Ancient Martial Artist Aptitude Test."
"In other words, there is a second round and a third round."
"It seems that this Ancient Martial Artist Trial is the real second round."
Lin Feng nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment —
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The rays of light dispersed, coming and going like the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of rays of light disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the surrounding walls of the crystal palace were all shining, like mirrors emitting brilliant light. Before Lin Feng could react, there was a rumbling sound above his head. A tower bell-shaped light shield fell straight down, completely enveloping his body.
"This time?" Lin Feng's eyes were slightly deep, and he felt rather helpless.
He did not resist. In fact, he could not resist. He was like a bird in a cage.
"Ancient Martial Artist Overall Aptitude, 77.5 points." A deep and oppressive voice sounded.
"Not reaching 80 points. Not qualified."
"Beginning correction …"
Lin Feng's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly beat faster.
Not qualified?
Correction?!
What was going on!!!
In an instant, Lin Feng understood what the so-called "correction" was.
"Zi! Zi Zi!! " In the tower bell-shaped light shield, intense rays of light shone, and clusters of electric currents blasted into Lin Feng's body. Every inch of his skin felt as if it had been struck by lightning. Lin Feng's body trembled violently. The real intense pain attacked his heart. His skin felt as if it was being torn apart, and his cells disappeared the moment they were differentiated.
His bones seemed to have been broken into pieces, and his internal organs seemed to have been twisted.
That was a method that was close to destruction. It was a kind of extreme "correction".
It was inhumane, just like the torture of torture!
"Ah!!!" Lin Feng's eyes widened.
His face was distorted, and his hands turned into claws because he could not clench them into fists.
Blue veins popped out, and Lin Feng's face was as pale as death.
His trembling body was on the verge of collapse, but there was no trace of blood, because the moment the blood burst out, it turned into nothingness. This was definitely the greatest pain Lin Feng had ever suffered. It was inhumane torture. This kind of pain could even kill people directly.
"Correction success rate 5%."
"Correction time, three minutes."
…
The cold voice still sounded, but Lin Feng could no longer hear any sound.
Trapped in the threat of death, Lin Feng faced the most severe test of life and death.
Nine deaths and one life!
…
Qiyue Palace.
"Brother Jun, how have you been?" A faint voice sounded in the main hall.
The man who was immersed in reading a book suddenly raised his head, revealing a faint smile. "I didn't know senior brother was coming. Sorry for not coming out to meet you." The man had a graceful bearing, and there was a hint of heroic spirit between his brows. His appearance was gentle and beautiful. He was the vice palace master of Qiyue Palace, Qian Jun.
In the center of the main hall, a short-haired man stood indifferently, but no one knew how he appeared.
The patriarch of Yanling Myriad Tribe, the strongest person in Yanling Mansion —
Wan Mochou!
"Alright, cut the formalities," Wan Mochou scolded with a smile, and his eyes turned cold. "How's the situation now?"
"It's going well." Qian Jun nodded. "The chess pieces that senior brother buried in Qiyue Palace have all emerged, helping me to obtain the position of palace master as soon as possible and completely control Qiyue Palace. It's just that …" Qian Jun paused, and then said, "Palace Master suddenly stopped asking about the sect's affairs and went into seclusion to cultivate. Those old bastards in the palace are already suspicious."
"So what if they're suspicious?" Wan Mochou said indifferently. "Those old guys can't possibly find a dead person who's turned into ashes, right?"
Qian Jun shook his head with a smile. "Senior brother, you do things swiftly and decisively. Naturally, you won't leave any loopholes, but …"
"Alright, stop with the 'but'. Can't you change your fussy personality?" Wan Mochou was speechless. "Just say what you want to say!"
Qian Jun smiled apologetically and said, "Those old guys are too much of a hindrance. With them around, there's one more obstacle. Senior brother, why don't we find someone to pretend to be the palace master? Wouldn't that be more straightforward? "
"Do you think those old guys are blind?" Wan Mochou glanced at him. "The risk is too great. If we fail, our meticulous plan will be wasted. I'd rather you slowly take control of Qiyue Palace, one step at a time. Haste makes waste. Besides, there's a good opportunity right now. "
"Oh?" Qian Jun's eyes lit up.
"I'm stirring up conflict between Fierce Yan School and Qiyue Palace." Wan Mochou frowned and said, "Once we succeed, Fierce Yan School will be eyeing us covetously. Qiyue Palace will have to protect itself and will need a leader. At that time, Brother Jun, you'll be in the right place at the right time. "
"Senior brother, good plan." Qian Jun gave him a thumbs-up. "I know what to do."
Wan Mochou looked up, his eyes shining. "I'm just afraid that old fox Ji Jin won't fall for it."
Qian Jun nodded. He knew very well that his senior brother was a dragon among men. No one in the entire Yanling Prefecture could compare to him. However, if there was really someone who could compete with Wan Mochou, that person would definitely be Ji Jin!
"I don't have much time. I'll leave soon." Wan Mochou nodded.
"Senior brother, are you going to break through?" Qian Jun asked in surprise.
"I can break through at any time. I can't suppress it anymore." Wan Mochou shrugged. "The Wu Tribe won't allow Yanling Prefecture to have a Star Lord. I want to finish this before I leave. Otherwise, once I leave, the Yanling Prefecture will have no successor. At that time …"
Qian Jun and Wan Mochou sighed softly.
Indeed, the Yanling Prefecture had no successor, and Qian Jun's surname was not 'Wan'.
"Back then, the ancestors of my Yanling Prefecture passed the 'Ancient God' trial in Yanling Prefecture and ruled the entire Yanling Prefecture. How awe-inspiring was that!"
"But now, the Yanling Prefecture has declined to such a state."
Wan Mochou put his hands behind his back, his eyes full of worry.
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