The Great Empress mystic realm's trials lasted for an entire year, and it was finally coming to an end.
And all of this had nothing to do with Yi Yun and Lin Xintong. They had never planned on coming out.
At this moment, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong were standing on a long white jade staircase. In front of them was an ancient and heavy door.
The door was made of an unknown metal, and its surface was covered with exquisite patterns and reliefs.
The left side of the door was engraved with a picture of the sun, while the right side was engraved with a picture of the moon.
This door was the door to the sixth level of the God Advent Tower.
Yi Yun did not know what was in the sixth level of the God Advent Tower, which was also the last level.
"It can't be opened."
Standing in front of the door, Yi Yun shook his head. Even with the Azure Yang Token in hand, he had no way of opening the door.
Beside Yi Yun, Lin Xintong was seriously looking at the engravings on both sides of the door. She gently stretched out her fingers and her fingertips brushed across the engravings.
After a long while, Lin Xintong said, "There is an array engraved on the surface of the door. This array is the lock on the door. It might require both of us to work together to open it."
Lin Xintong's words reminded Yi Yun. He focused his mind and touched the radiant sun on the left side of the door.
This picture of the Sun was surprisingly similar to the Tai Ah Sacred Technique's picture of the Sun. Of course, the profoundness was on a completely different level.
When his perception sank into the picture of the Sun, Yi Yun slowly came into contact with the core of the array. He also understood the principle behind it.
This Radiant Sun and Frost Moon needed to be injected with pure Yang and pure Yin energy at the same time to be activated. At that moment, the array would naturally be activated, and the door to the sixth level of the God Advent Tower would open.
From the looks of it, the first five levels of the God Advent Tower required one to pass an assessment to obtain the qualifications to enter. Only the sixth level was different. It probably required one to cultivate the Great Empress Heart Sutra to a certain realm before one could enter.
Yi Yun hesitated slightly before attempting to inject his body's energy into the picture of the Sun.
At this moment, Lin Xintong understood what he meant. She stretched out her hand and placed it on the Frost Moon diagram.
One of their hands was placed on the formation while the other hand was held together.
Their minds were connected, Yin and Yang complementing each other.
Pure Yin and Pure Yang energies surged into the door, lighting up the ancient patterns on it.
For a moment, the bronze door glowed with vibrant colors. The two relief sculptures, the Glorious Sun and the Cold Moon, seemed to come to life. The world within the sculptures seemed to be projected into the surroundings, becoming a real world. As the Glorious Sun appeared, strands of clouds filled the sky, while the Cold Moon rose, bringing with it a vast starry sky.
The Yin and Yang scenes alternated until Yi Yun and Lin Xintong had expended about 70-80% of their Yuan Qi. Their foreheads were dripping with sweat, but the door remained closed without any intention of opening.
Finally, the two of them could no longer sustain their energy. As their Essence Qi was depleted, the surrounding dazzling light disappeared. The shining array patterns also slowly calmed down. The surroundings of the white jade steps returned to darkness, as though nothing had happened.
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong looked at each other helplessly. Lin Xintong sighed and shook her head, "The difference is too great. Our strength is far from enough to open this door."
"Indeed!"
Yi Yun withdrew the pure Yang energy from his body and felt somewhat indignant.
What was inside the sixth level of the God Advent Tower? If he could open it, he would have more means to protect himself against the turbulent Tian Yuan world.
Just as Yi Yun was sighing as he looked at the door to the sixth level of the God Advent Tower, hundreds of millions of miles away, a similar scene was happening. There was also a long staircase, and a figure was slowly ascending it.
It was a vast piece of land, and in the middle of the land, there was a massive altar. The altar was completely black and it was thousands of feet tall. The altar's stone walls were not smooth, but they were filled with countless protrusions. Some of the protrusions were large like winding dragons, while others were small like a baby's fingers.
These protrusions were not decorations, but white bones that had been poured into the altar.
These endless white bones were lingering with nomological and energy auras. They were not ordinary bones, but they came from powerful desolate beasts, or mighty figures from ancient times.
This was an altar built from the bones of the gods!
In the middle of the altar, there was a long and straight staircase. The staircase was a faint red, as though it had been dyed with blood.
The staircase went from the top of the altar to the bottom, and it looked like a red waterfall.
A woman's figure was slowly walking up the staircase towards the top of the altar.
Around the woman and the altar, there were numerous desolate beasts gathered on the ground, quietly witnessing this scene.
These desolate beasts were as big as mountains, while the small ones were as small as ants. There was no end to them, and they extended all the way to the horizon. Looking far into the distance, one could see a black mass. Even the shadows of these desolate beasts were hidden in the dust, with no end in sight.
All the desolate beasts, be they as strong as Primordial True Spirits, or as weak as ordinary poultry, did not make a single sound. They were subservient to the surroundings of the divine bone altar. Their expressions were filled with reverence, as though they were statues.
The woman was dressed in a thick dark red robe. She held a cane that was about half the height of a person. The cane was like a sharp awl. The tip was slightly thick, and the end was sharp and slender. At the tip of the cane, there was an unknown totem carved on it.
A long cloak hung down from the woman's back, dragging on the staircase. The cloak's surface was also embroidered with an ancient totem. The woman's black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, concealing the totem.
The woman was slender, and she had bright red lips. She was extremely beautiful, and in between her eyebrows, there were three cinnabar dots. It added an indescribable air to the woman.
She was like a red plum blossom that bloomed between the Heaven and Earth. Her beauty was suffocating.
Looking at her, people could not help but think of a poem, "How can a painting stained with blood be a match for the cinnabar dots between your eyebrows?"
This woman was not even in her twenties. Her name was
Jiang Xiaorou.
She was the most important girl in Yi Yun's life. However, even if Yi Yun was standing there, he would still be dazed for a few seconds before he could recognize his sister.
Compared to the simple and beautiful girl from the Cloud Wilderness, the Jiang Xiaorou in front of him had been reborn.
She walked step by step to the middle of the altar's staircase. Between the girl's eyebrows, there was an inexplicable sense of melancholy. Her footsteps also unknowingly slowed down.
Around the altar, among the countless desolate beasts, there were also members of the Desolate race standing. They were also watching this scene.
"Rou 'er, what are you hesitating for?"
At this moment, a loving and sweet-sounding voice rang in the girl's ears.
"No, Mother."
Jiang Xiaorou shook her head gently. The melancholy between her eyebrows disappeared as she clenched her cane tightly. She continued walking towards the top of the divine bone altar.
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