Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Lin Fan stood in front of the gate of the Holy Ruins. The scene before him made him feel respect. This ancient Holy Ruins, after countless years of baptism, still stood tall, like a witness of a distant era. In front of them, those ancient guardians who had transformed into shadow blade ghosts to guard the Holy Ruins, although they were no longer flesh and blood, their souls still performed their duties. Lin Fan knew in his heart that if he wanted to enter the Holy Ruins, he could no longer force his way in by force, but had to use wisdom and respect to win its permission.

He whispered, "These guardians have sacrificed everything they have to protect the Holy Ruins. We cannot offend them with violence. Perhaps only by passing the trials set by the Holy Ruins can we truly enter."

Jin Buke, Zhong Ling'er and Jiang Shuiling looked at each other and nodded. They also understood that although the previous battle was difficult, it was just the guardian's defense mechanism against invaders. If they wanted to successfully enter the core of the Holy Ruins, they had to prove that they were qualified to obtain this power.

Lin Fan gently stroked the Chaos Tower, his mind connected with the power in the tower, and the energy in the tower seemed to be responding to some ancient call. Lin Fan walked to the stone door of the Holy Ruins, gently pressed his hands on the door, and felt the faint vibration of the runes. These runes seemed to have their own life. Although they had experienced countless years of erosion, they still maintained a strong pressure. Lin Fan closed his eyes, and his consciousness went deep into the runes, trying to decipher the mystery behind them.

As his consciousness gradually penetrated into the rune, suddenly, broken pictures emerged in Lin Fan's mind. Those pictures flashed with ancient light, as if telling the story behind the Holy Ruins. Lin Fan saw a vast plain, and countless warriors in armor gathered in front of the gate of the Holy Ruins, facing the invading enemy. These warriors were the ancient guardians, their souls merged with the Holy Ruins, and they used their lives to protect the secrets of the Holy Ruins.

As these images gradually became clearer, Lin Fan suddenly felt that the connection between himself and the rune became closer. His palms began to heat up slightly, and the power in the rune seemed to be communicating with him, guiding him how to enter the Holy Ruins.

"Lin Fan, do you feel anything?" Zhong Ling'er asked with concern.

Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep: "The information in the rune is very complicated, but I sense a force guiding us. This holy ruins is not rejecting us, but hopes that we can prove our qualifications in some way."

Jiang Shuiling raised her head and looked at the stone gate: "Is this some kind of ritual?"

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes, there is a ceremony here that we need to complete. This is not only a test for us, but also a respect for the guardian of the Holy Ruins."

Everyone worked together to arrange an open space in front of the Holy Ruins, ready for this mysterious ceremony. Lin Fan drew a complex magic circle on the ground based on the ancient memory passed to him by the Chaos Tower. The runes of the magic circle echoed the runes on the stone door, and a faint light rose from the ground, covering everything around in a soft glow.

Jin Buke stood outside the magic circle, holding a long sword, and guarding the surroundings vigilantly. Zhong Ling'er and Jiang Shuiling stood at two corners of the magic circle respectively, circulating their spiritual power to keep the magic circle stable.

As the light of the magic circle became stronger and stronger, the atmosphere in front of the entire Holy Ruins became more mysterious and tense. Suddenly, the runes on the stone door vibrated slightly, as if responding to the activation of the magic circle. The power in the runes began to surge, as if some ancient life was awakening.

At this moment, a deep voice echoed around, as if it was an echo from ancient times. The voice was full of majesty and mystery, and carried a power that could not be offended: "The trial of the Holy Ruins tests the heart and soul of the entrants. Only those who can pass can enter; if you fail, your soul will be destroyed!"

The sound seemed to come from the sky, and also from deep underground, making people feel the tremors in their hearts. Lin Fan looked up at the stone gate, knowing that the ceremony had begun, and the next moment was the time for them to face the test.

The stone door slowly opened, and a dark space came into view. There was no light, no sound of wind, as if it was an endless void. Lin Fan's heart shuddered, and he sensed that there were countless unknown dangers hidden in this darkness, but he still took the first step without hesitation.

"Let's go," he said to his companions, his tone firm.

Jin Buke held his sword tightly, while Zhong Ling'er and Jiang Shuiling were also ready to enter the darkness. The four of them stepped carefully into the stone gate, as if they had stepped into a completely different world.

The Trial of the Holy Ruins officially begins.

As soon as they entered the darkness, the four of them felt a strong sense of oppression, as if the air around them became heavy and even breathing became difficult. Lin Fan held the Chaos Tower tightly and tried to sense the movements around him, but the space was filled with chaotic energy fluctuations, as if someone was deliberately blocking their perception.

At this moment, a piercing scream came from the darkness. Then, the surrounding space began to distort, and countless blurry shadows appeared in the darkness. These shadows seemed like distorted illusions, but Lin Fan knew that these were not illusions, but the trial of the Holy Ruins had begun.

"Have we entered an illusion?" Jiang Shuiling said vigilantly.

“No, this is not just an illusion.” Lin Fan whispered, “This is a test, a test of our hearts by the Holy Ruins.”

As his voice fell, the shadows in the darkness gradually condensed into a magnificent battlefield. On this battlefield, countless warriors in armor were fighting, with swords flashing and blood flowing like a river. The faces of those warriors were hideous, and their eyes were flashing with madness and murderous intent.

"Is this... the guardian's battlefield?" Zhong Ling'er said in surprise.

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes, this should be the great battle that happened a thousand years ago. These warriors are the guardians of the ancient Holy Ruins."

However, this illusion was not a simple reappearance of memories. The warriors suddenly turned around and stared at Lin Fan and the others, as if they had become invaders on the battlefield. The next moment, the souls of these guardians raised their weapons and charged towards Lin Fan and the other four.

"Prepare for battle!" Lin Fan gave the order, and the Qiankun Axe instantly appeared in his hand. Jin Buke, Zhong Ling'er, and Jiang Shuiling also quickly formed a formation, ready to meet the attack of these ancient warriors.

The fighting on the battlefield broke out again, and the air was filled with the sound of fighting, as if the heaven and earth were shaking. Although those ancient guardians were only the afterimages of their souls, their attacks were still extremely fierce, carrying the fighting will of thousands of years ago, without any decline.

Lin Fan swung the Qiankun Axe, and the axe blade cut through the void, carrying violent energy fluctuations, fiercely slashing at the guardians who were rushing towards him. Every swing would turn the enemy in front of him into nothingness. However, the souls of these guardians continued to emerge, as if endless.

Jin Buke held a long sword in his hand, fighting against the enemies rushing from both sides. His sword skills were sharp, and each sword was filled with strong true energy, tearing the enemy's soul apart. Zhong Ling'er cast a spell in the back, and blue light rose from her staff, turning into spiritual power barriers, blocking the energy fluctuations of those soul attacks.

Jiang Shuiling calmly drew his bow and shot arrows from behind. Silver arrows flew out like raindrops, and each arrow accurately hit the enemy's vital points, defeating them instantly.

However, despite the tacit cooperation of the four, the number of enemies was still too large. The battle lasted for a long time, and the spiritual power of Lin Fan and others began to gradually deplete. Lin Fan secretly thought that it was not good. If this continued, they might not be able to hold on for too long.

"We can't go on like this!" Lin Fan suddenly realized that this was not just a simple battle test. The test set by the Holy Ruins was not just a showdown of strength, but more importantly, whether they could comprehend the spirit behind the guardian.

"Stop!" Lin Fan shouted and suddenly retracted the Qiankun Axe.

Jin Buke and Zhong Ling'er also stopped their attacks after hearing his order. Jiang Shuiling looked at Lin Fan in confusion: "Are we just going to give up resistance?"

Lin Fan shook his head, his eyes gleaming with a deep light: "This is not an ordinary battle. The souls of these guardians are not attacking us, but testing our respect and understanding for them. We must prove that we are not invaders, but acknowledge the heirs of their sacrifice."

He stepped forward, facing the souls that were about to rush over, put down his weapons, and looked solemn and dignified. He bowed slightly and saluted the souls of the guardians.

"We are not invaders who come to seize the power of the Holy Ruins. We are here to fulfill a higher mission. You have given everything for this holy land, and we are willing to accept your test with a sincere heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the souls around him stopped attacking. The noisy battlefield gradually quieted down, and the murderous intent in the air dissipated.

Lin Fan's eyes were firm as he continued, "The power of the Holy Ruins is not something that anyone can control. We are willing to accept your trials to prove that we are worthy of entering the Holy Ruins."

The souls around him slowly retreated, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the air. Darkness once again enveloped the space, and Lin Fan and his companions stood there, breathing a long sigh of relief.

As the last ray of soul dissipated, a bright road finally appeared on the other side of the stone gate. It was the passage leading to the core of the Holy Ruins. Lin Fan knew that they had passed the first test, and the real test was still waiting for them.

"Let's go. The road ahead is the most difficult." Lin Fan said in a low voice, leading everyone on the road leading to the depths of the Holy Ruins.