First Summoner

"Why do you say you don't owe me anything? If it weren't for you, why would he leave me?" Lingshen's heart was filled with resentment as he stared at the man in front of him.

But when she stared at Feng Xingyao's familiar yet unfamiliar face, a complex emotion surged in her heart, because from him, she seemed to see the figure that once haunted her but now disappeared.

Crystal tears slowly slid down the white cheeks of the spirit god, like pearls that had broken off the string, silently dripping onto the ground.

Tick.

Facing such a tragic and beautiful appearance of the spirit god, Feng Xingyao was as heartless as a stone and turned a blind eye.

His voice came again: "Spirit God, I can tolerate you now, but my patience is limited. You can do whatever you want."

After he finished speaking, he walked away without any intention of staying.

Only the lonely figure of the spirit god is left here.

She stood there blankly, her eyes already red, the pain deep in her heart was like thousands of steel needles piercing her at the same time, making it difficult for her to bear.

Finally, she slowly closed her eyes and murmured to herself: "A Feng..."

A breeze blew by, lifting the spirit's hair and clothes. Her body trembled slightly, like a withered flower in the wind that could be blown away at any time.

It was unknown how long it had been before the spirit slowly opened its eyes, looked in the direction Feng Xingyao had left, and suddenly smiled.

"Why do you make me suffer so much?"

"You should sink with me."

...

At this moment, Feng Xingyao seemed to sense something. His face was slightly solemn and he was hesitant.

Finally, he decided to go see...her under the pretext of going to the Nameless Realm for an inspection.

He slowly raised his hand, looked down at the red jade hairpin lying in his palm, and then put it on.

He now has silver hair, and with the red jade hairpin on his head, his hair looks even more gorgeous.

He silently repeated two words in his heart: Ayan.

...

Inside the Tiandouhuang Courtyard, inside the assessment mirror.

Jiang Xianyue, Pei Su, Xiao Zechuan, Chi Yue, and Yu Changying have arrived at the third assessment location and are climbing the stairs under heavy pressure.

Without exception, they all chose the 9981 steps on the far right.

Zhuge Youlin and Wen Yuchu are still in the illusion assessment.

This is Shen Yan.

"I choose the divine test."

After she said this, she suddenly felt her body lighten, and soon she felt a sense of weightlessness.

When she opened her eyes again, the scene before her suddenly changed.

What came into view was a vast expanse of white snow, with snow-capped mountains rolling in and silence all around, as if she was the only one left in the world.

She was now standing on the void, looking down at everything below.

Suddenly at this moment——

A voice came from behind her.

"hello."

Shen Yan turned her head warily and saw a pretty girl in yellow waving at her with a smile on her face.

The girl in yellow had a pair of dragon horns on her head, and her skin sometimes appeared golden in scales under the sunlight.

When she smiled, she had a pair of dimples on her cheeks, which was very beautiful.

The girl in yellow looks young.

The girl in yellow also saw Shen Yan's face clearly the moment Shen Yan turned her head, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

“You are so beautiful!”

She almost blurted out the words.

Shen Yan was slightly stunned.

Seeing this, the girl in yellow coughed lightly in embarrassment, then she glanced at the injured parts of Shen Yan, slightly surprised, and asked curiously: "Are you already taking the test?"

"The divine test hasn't taken place yet." Shen Yan said in a light voice.

The yellow-dressed girl's eyebrows were confident and bold. She smiled and said, "My name is Long Qianya, and I'm from the dragon tribe in the center circle. What about you?"

Shen Yan raised her eyes and looked at her.

"Shen Luoyan."

"Shen Luoyan, I'll remember it." Long Qianya nodded with a smile.

Long Qianya invited, "Meeting is fate. Shall we go down together and take a look? Perhaps we can trigger the content of the divine test."

Shen Yan said: "Okay."

"Can I call you Luo Yan?"

"can."

"I have never seen you before. Are you from the Inner Circle?"

"I'm definitely not in the center circle." Shen Yan gave an ambiguous answer.

Long Qianya nodded, and seeing that the other party had no desire to talk, she did not ask any more questions. But in her heart, she had already determined that Shen Luoyan was from the inner circle.

She didn't think of Shen Luoyan as being in the outer circle.

Because almost all the prehistoric practitioners who can take the divine test come from the central circle and the inner circle.

The two of them jumped down until they stepped on the snow.

A chill came over me.

Shen Yan frowned slightly, and then she used the spiritual power in her body to keep out the cold.

Long Qianya said: "The elders of my clan once said that after entering the Nameless Realm, one must wait for the content of the Divine Test to be triggered. I heard that the content of each person's Divine Test is different..."

As she spoke, Long Qianya looked at Shen Yan curiously: "Do you think there will be any divine test content here?"

Shen Yan looked around and nodded: "Probably."

"How did you tell?"

"intuition."

Long Qianya choked slightly, as if she didn't expect Shen Yan to say that, and she couldn't help laughing.

She looked up at the vast expanse of white snow-capped mountains in front of her. Her eyebrows and eyes were suddenly filled with a hint of sadness. Her pretty face drooped slightly and she sighed deeply: "Although I have been given the opportunity to take the Divine Test, I am actually quite scared. Because I heard that many powerful prehistoric practitioners died in the Nameless Realm because of the Divine Test. I am only at the first level of the Half-Step Immortal Realm now, and I don't know if I can successfully pass the Divine Test."

Half-step to the first level of immortal realm?

Shen Yan turned her head to look at her distressed little face.

Long Qianya seemed to notice Shen Yan's gaze, she turned her head and looked at her: "Luo Yan, what is your current level of cultivation?"

"Lower than you."

"Ah? Your cultivation is lower than mine?" Long Qianya said in shock.

Shen Yan: "Yeah."

Long Qianya guessed: "Your cultivation is at the Heavenly Emperor realm?"

Shen Yan: "...Ninth level of Heaven Realm."

After hearing this, Long Qianya nodded instinctively, but when she came to her senses, she widened her eyes with disbelief.

"What did you say?!"

"The ninth level of the Heavenly Realm." Shen Yan repeated thoughtfully.

Long Qianya was stunned for a moment. With the pair of dragon horns on her head, she looked very cute.

After a few seconds, she closed her mouth manually and took a deep breath: "Luo Yan, are you kidding me?"

"No."

When Long Qianya heard her affirmative words, her expression suddenly became subtle and her mood became extremely complicated.

At this time, Shen Yan had already walked forward.

Long Qianya looked at her leaving back, trying her best to calm her shocked emotions. She secretly thought -

Luo Yan must be very young!

right! That's for sure!

Otherwise, her cultivation level wouldn't be this limited.