Tian Yuan

The beam of light broke through countless layers of void, as if it was going to pierce the entire universe.

"Whoops——"

Immediately afterwards, a storm of laws arose in this world, and the order became slightly chaotic, forcing everyone present to retreat a long distance for fear of getting hurt.

When the storm dissipated, the original vortex of laws turned into a fog platform with a diameter of no less than 50,000 miles.

The thick red fog constructed this circular platform with special meaning. It is entangled with millions of complex ancient runes, exuding a mysterious and profound atmosphere.

"What it is?"

Everyone looked at the red mist platform from afar, all dumbfounded and completely confused.

"Ancestor, do you know?"

In a corner, a young genius turned his head to look at the old man next to him and asked respectfully.

"The trial of the king."

This old man, who looked very old, had been staring at the red fog platform. He found the clue in his sea of ​​consciousness and his expression was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"A trial for a prince? Old Ancestor, what does this mean?"

The young genius repeated it several times, but he didn't quite understand it, so he asked again.

"This is the work of Emperor Taiwei, who uses it to select his generals."

As a high-ranking member of the ancient clan, the old man was able to consult many ancient books and thus make accurate judgments about the scene before him.

The ancestors of various tribes guessed the answer one after another and couldn't help but exclaimed. They never thought that one day they would be able to witness the start of the trial of the kings and princes with their own eyes.

"Weird!"

"More than a million years have passed, and Emperor Taiwei has long passed away. How can the Trial Realm still be activated?"

"That doesn't make sense. Could it be that our entry accidentally activated some kind of restriction, which caused this incident?"

"The ancestor of the Fire Spirit Clan was able to be reborn. Do you think Emperor Taiwei... could also be reborn?"

The leaders of all races discussed for a long time, and it was quite lively.

At this moment, someone suddenly said this, and everyone shut their mouths. Horror appeared on their faces involuntarily, their hearts and souls trembled, and an indescribable feeling of uneasiness lingered throughout their bodies.

"Don't talk nonsense, how is it possible?"

After a while, a negative voice sounded.

"Yes! Emperor Taiwei has already passed away. Don't talk nonsense."

The ancient creatures' fear of Emperor Taiwei is deep in their bones and rooted in their blood.

"We must have accidentally touched the restriction in the tomb, so the trial ground suddenly started to work. Don't think too much about it."

Although they said this, they felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

Emperor Taiwei is so amazing. If he is determined to live his life again, the probability of success must be very high.

However, the people of the ancient clan are unwilling to delve into it in depth, for fear of disturbing their spiritual hearts.

"Would you like to go over and inquire about the situation?"

Someone suggested.

Just hiding in the distance and watching, you won’t be able to discover much.

"What is there to be afraid of?" A powerful person from the ancient Yucang clan, with firm belief, strode forward: "I will explore the way ahead and eliminate the danger for you fellow Taoists."

In just a few breaths, this great man stepped onto the red fog platform. He encountered no danger and everything was fine.

Seeing this, the others felt relieved and came over one after another.

Only when you are on the platform can you truly feel the vast imperial power that comes from the long river of time.

Many powerful people felt a desire to worship and were filled with extreme awe.

"Step into the center and you can participate in the trial."

According to ancient records, everyone's eyes were fixed on the core of the Red Mist Platform, talking to each other and sharing information.

Some cultivators learned that this was the trial site left by Emperor Taiwei, and speculated that there must be great opportunities there, so they were eager to try it out.

"Give it a try!"

No matter what happens, there is always someone who stands out. With this thought in mind, he plunged headfirst into the fight without fear of death.

Once there is a first, there will be a second. More and more people are planning to go deeper into the trial ground to seek wealth and honor through risk.

......

Prove the road to the second heaven.

During this period, Chen Qingyuan has traveled through hundreds of stars and gained quite a lot. A few days ago, he discovered an ancient relic and entered alone. He got an innate spiritual treasure shaped like a jade bowl, the size of a palm, with natural patterns.

After studying it for a long time, I still don't understand what this innate spiritual treasure is used for.

Some of the creations of heaven and earth were extremely precious, and their laws were as powerful as those of the emperor's weapons. Some were useless and quite useless.

"It's neither a spatial artifact nor a treasure that gathers spiritual energy."

Deep in the sea of ​​clouds, Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged, holding the jade bowl in his left hand, pondering for several hours, muttering to himself.

"What do you think?"

Chen Qingyuan snapped his fingers, awakening the Zijun Sword in his body and talking to it.

"buzz"

Zijun Sword responded, saying he didn't know.

"Forget it, keep it for now!"

Too lazy to continue studying, Chen Qingyuan put the jade bowl into a Sumeru ring.

Get up and go somewhere else.

Many people have already found the way, but Chen Qingyuan is following in the footsteps of his predecessors and thinking about the path he should take.

After wandering for more than ten days, I found a trace of Taoism left by an ancient great man.

Stop and watch, and comprehend the essence.

After a few days, enlightenment was over.

At this moment, a certain sound transmission note in his arms vibrated several times.

Chen Qingyuan immediately took out the jade talisman, released the restriction, and listened to the sound.

The identity of the person who transmitted the message was quite unexpected.

Yan Ximeng.

The former president of Daoyi Academy.

"The dean is nearby!"

The fact that this relatively common sound transmission talisman could be used meant that both parties were in the same space and not very far apart. Chen Qingyuan was slightly surprised by this.

The content of the message was very simple, just to meet.

The dean is Chen Qingyuan's elder in this life, so of course he cannot refuse.

Following the guidance of the sound transmission note, we found the dean's location the next day.

A very desolate planet, covered with yellow sand and no sign of life.

Yan Ximeng was wearing an indigo long dress and a veil, standing in the sea of ​​sand.

There was another person beside her, Xiao Junchou.

Xiao Junchou was wearing a dark brocade suit. He used to have an untidy beard, but now he has become clean-cut, handsome, and exudes a mature charm that comes from having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

In addition, he has a nickname, called - lovesick.

In the past, Yan Ximeng needed to practice hard for Daoyi Academy, and Xiao Junchou did not bother her. But now, Yan Ximeng has resigned as the dean, and Xiao Junchou follows her everywhere.

"Dean, Uncle Xiao."

Seeing these two people, Chen Qingyuan bowed and showed respect.

"Your Majesty, would you like me to give you a gift in return?"

Xiao Junchou said in a serious tone.

"Uncle Master, don't joke like that."

Chen Qingyuan smiled helplessly.

The corners of Xiao Junchou's mouth curled up slightly. He felt a sense of accomplishment as he could tease the Lord who was revered like a god by the world.

"When we first heard that your retreat had failed, we were very worried. We didn't expect that you were the one fishing. You are really scheming."

After taking a deep look at Chen Qingyuan, Yan Ximeng's tone was filled with some resentment.