The beams of light that shot down from the sky became more intense. These beams of light condensed into the skin on Yi Yun's arm as Empyrean Marks began to slowly appear.
One after another, they looked like beautiful dragon scales.
These dragon scales condensed together and became denser. It made Yi Yun's skin feel a slight itch and tingling sensation, but it was very comfortable.
After the beams of light disappeared, Yi Yun did a quick count. Defeating the third level's guardian had given him 18 Empyrean Marks in one go. In addition to the 37 Empyrean Marks that Yi Yun already had, Yi Yun now had a total of 55 Empyrean Marks.
Yi Yun looked at the Empyrean Marks on his arm and felt mixed emotions.
Originally, he did not receive a single Empyrean Mark when he withstood the attacks of the third level's guardian. But after defeating it, he received 18 Empyrean Marks.
55 Empyrean Marks was a number that Shentu Nantian and company could not even catch up to when they first entered the Great Empress mystic realm. This sounded like a lot, but Yi Yun knew that the reason why he received so much was not because he had completely met the Great Empress' requirements, but because people like Shentu Nantian were far worse.
His trials were not perfect every time. It could only be said that he had satisfied the Great Empress mystic realm's laws at certain times.
As such, once he entered the Great Empress mystic realm's final treasure vault, the number of Empyrean Marks he had would probably not be enough.
He still had a long way to go.
The God Advent Tower was likely the highlight of this trial. It was where the opportunities lay.
Yi Yun made up his mind that he would do his best to be perfect. Only then could he obtain the recognition of the ancient Great Empress.
As Yi Yun proceeded forward, he slowly followed the staircase up to the third level of the God Advent Tower.
Through the door to the third level of the God Advent Tower, Yi Yun looked inside.
The third level of the God Advent Tower was a sealed grand hall.
"The first level is a grand hall, the second level is a desolate world, and the third level is a grand hall …"
Yi Yun sighed slightly before he lifted his foot and stepped in.
He looked around, trying to find Lin Xintong's figure. However, the third level's grand hall was empty. He could not find Lin Xintong at all.
From the looks of it, either Lin Xintong had already left the third level, or the third level of the God Advent Tower was for everyone. Here, everyone could only see themselves, and would not meet anyone else.
The grand hall of the third level of the God Advent Tower was not as magnificent as the first level. It had an additional solemn aura.
The floor tiles of the great hall seemed to be made of the same material as the floor tiles of the plaza in front of the pagoda. The stone was as black as ink, and when one stepped on it, one could feel a wave of blood energy assaulting their senses.
Yi Yun circled around a few pillars and in the middle of the hall, he saw a painting.
This painting was hung on a bluestone wall. After such a long time, the paper had already started to turn yellow. However, the person in the painting was still clearly distinguishable.
Upon seeing the painting clearly, Yi Yun was stunned. "This is …"
The painting depicted a man sitting on the ground with his back against a tree. One of his legs was stretched out and the other was arched like a bridge.
His left arm was casually placed on the knee of his arched leg. His right hand was holding a wine gourd as he gulped down mouthfuls of wine. Beside him, his sword was stabbed diagonally into the ground. The tip of the sword was still stained with blood.
The style of this painting was rough, and the lines were freehand. It felt like it was done by a master of traditional painting who was drunk and waving his brush recklessly, painting everything in one go.
Looking at this painting, Yi Yun had an indescribable feeling.
The azure-clothed man in the painting was the azure-clothed swordsman who had fought the black-armored warrior in the disk array's recording.
The sword was stained with blood, which proved that the azure-clothed swordsman had just experienced a huge battle, and it was very likely that he had killed his enemy.
And following that, he did not seem to care about the huge battle that had just happened. Instead, he sat alone on the grass, leaning against a tree. Facing the wilderness, he drank to his heart's content, happily settling his grudges.
What sort of unrestrained life was this?
Yi Yun stopped in front of the painting and looked at it for a long time. He had chosen the azure-clothed swordsman's recording disk array on the first level of the God Advent Tower, and he had seen the azure-clothed swordsman's portrait on the third level of the God Advent Tower.
Was this a coincidence, or was it because he had chosen the disk array left behind by the azure-clothed swordsman, which resulted in him seeing the azure-clothed swordsman's portrait?
Yi Yun could not figure it out. The Great Empress mystic realm contained all sorts of mysteries.
Ignoring the ancient Great Empress' heaven-defying means, just her imagination and planning of the mystic realm was astounding.
"This painting might help me gain insights into the way of the sword …"
Yi Yun stroked his chin. He did not look at the painting for the time being. He walked to the back of the bluestone wall, and there, he saw a row of bookshelves.
The ancient wooden bookshelves were still standing there after so many years. It was as if they bore witness to the long history of the Great Empress mystic realm.
Yi Yun walked in front of the bookshelves and he saw rows of dusty jade scrolls on the bookshelves.
He randomly picked one up and sank his perception into it. In the jade scroll, there were extremely ancient words. The complicated strokes looked extremely obscure.
"Blue Water Scripture!"
Yi Yun saw these three words right at the beginning of the first jade scroll.
It was a cultivation technique?
Yi Yun's eyes lit up. Blue Water Scripture should be the name of a water-elemental cultivation technique. Could it be that the jade scrolls on the bookshelves were cultivation technique manuals?
Yi Yun picked up a few more jade scrolls.
"Unfettered Sword Sutra"!
"Spiritual Illusion Book"!
"Star Condensation Chart"!
Every jade scroll had the name of a cultivation technique. There were movement techniques, moves and many other manuals.
The ancient Great Empress had left her cultivation techniques in the third level of the God Advent Tower?
This thought flashed in Yi Yun's mind. At this moment, the Great Empress mystic realm's cold voice echoed, "You have four hours to choose any two manuals from here! After that, the bluestone wall will seal it! "
Four hours!
Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat. This was too short.
It was fine to choose a disk array. An hour was barely enough. Basically, by looking at the images in the disk array, one could determine if he could withstand the pressure from the images. He could also determine if the things in the images were suitable for him to cultivate in.
However … choosing a secret manual was not a simple matter.
He had to read at least half of the manual to determine if it was suitable for him. As for whether he could learn it, it depended on the difficulty of the latter half of the manual.
Furthermore, all of these secret manuals were cryptic and difficult to understand. It was not that easy to understand a single one of them.
"Even choosing a manual in the Great Empress mystic realm is a challenge and test. How can I finish reading so many manuals in four hours?"
Yi Yun frowned slightly. The rules were set by the ancient Great Empress, so he could only abide by them.
With only four hours, he quickly picked up the jade scroll and began to browse through the contents.
If the manuals had obvious nomological tendencies, such as the five elemental laws, creation laws, etc., Yi Yun would immediately abandon them.
He cultivated in pure Yang laws. If the laws were not right, there was nothing to see.
If the weapon was not right, he would not read it!
If the cultivation technique was not profound enough, he would not read it!
If the content was too short, he would not read it!
There were too many cultivation techniques. In order to speed up his filtering, Yi Yun could only use a crude filtering method. Some cultivation techniques might not have much content, but they were equally profound. However, Yi Yun did not care about that.
He had already spent two hours, but he still had not found a suitable cultivation technique.
Seeing that there were still more than half of the cultivation techniques he had not chosen, Yi Yun had no choice but to speed up.
This test was too tiring.
It tested a cultivator's eyesight, analysis, judgment and perception!
Whether a trial-taker could quickly understand a secret manual was a reflection of his cultivation ability.
Yi Yun sped up the more he read. Cryptic text flashed through Yi Yun's mind like a flashing lantern. He began to select the most suitable ones for himself.
Every manual that he read, regardless of whether it was suitable or not, or if Yi Yun did not want to choose it, he could remember the position and general content of the manual.
This convenient choice was a huge test for Yi Yun's memory.
Another thirty minutes passed. There was only about an hour left until the end of the test.
Yi Yun's forehead began to sweat. The Great Empress mystic realm's collection was too rich. It was practically all-encompassing.
Ever since Yi Yun came to the Tian Yuan world, he had come into contact with some of the Tian Yuan world's cultivation technique manuals. He felt that many of the manuals used by the large factions in the Tian Yuan world had something to do with manuals from a long time ago. Or they might have been developed from the use of these manuals.
There were even some cultivation technique manuals that were popular in the Tian Yuan world that were not as good as the ones here.
This could be because the cultivation technique manuals had been passed down for a long time, resulting in flaws and omissions.
Upon realizing this, Yi Yun became even more focused.
Another thirty minutes passed. There was only an hour left.
Yi Yun could not be bothered to wipe his sweat. He still had a quarter of the manuals he had not read. He controlled his speed very well, so he should be able to finish reading all the manuals before the end of the test.
And at this moment, at the instant Yi Yun picked up a blood-red jade slip, his hand froze.
"Oh? This is … "
Yi Yun was alarmed. This jade scroll did not record any cultivation technique moves, but a Totem mystic technique. It was a mystic technique that warriors needed to condense an Aspect Totem.
There was nothing surprising about this, but the name of this cultivation technique was surprisingly the "Ten Thousand Beast Totem"!
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