The old man wore a blue robe, looking very worn but thoroughly washed. His hair and beard were all white, but his complexion was rosy, with white hair and youthful features. Especially his eyes shimmered with divine light, as if they could pierce through all the laws of the three realms and six realms. It seemed that no one could keep a secret from him.
The old man's cultivation was not remarkable, but no one dared to underestimate him. Anyone who could appear here was definitely not an ordinary person.
"As long as I answer your question, can I pass?" Long Chen asked.
The old man smiled slightly and nodded. Feng You and the others looked puzzled, having never heard of the Nine Deaths Passage. There was actually such a trial?
Behind them, rumbling and explosions rang out continuously. Seeing that others were about to rush over, the old man blocked their way. Feng You and the others immediately became tense, unsure what question the old man was about to ask. If they couldn't answer, wouldn't they have rushed here for nothing?
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, Long Chen took out a golden lotus seed, opened his palm, and looked at the old man.
The old man's expression changed slightly upon seeing the golden lotus seed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get it?" "
The old man had just finished asking when he suddenly understood. Just as he was about to continue, Long Chen spoke first:
"This was obtained from the Heavenly Fire World. Alright, I've answered your question. Please make way, thank you!"
Feng You and the others were left speechless. Is this really okay? They couldn't help but look at the old man.
The old man looked at Long Chen, a smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth. He sighed and said, "You really know how to scheme. I have been tricked." "
Heh, petty tricks, sorry to embarrass you, senior. But the path of cultivation is full of cunning and transformations. The right and strange paths are all paths. You don't mind which path I choose, do you?" Long Chen chuckled.
At first glance, Long Chen sensed that the old man was an extremely powerful presence. However, he did not put any pressure on Long Chen, meaning this person would not pose a threat to Long Chen.
According to Long Chen's calculations, this elder was very likely the order master here, guarding the final trial.
Since he was the master of order, he wouldn't favor anyone, and he would abide by the rules here. So Long Chen took a clever move and took a gamble.
The golden lotus seed Long Chen took out was the very one Aunt Gong had given him. Its origin was extremely mysterious. Long Chen took it out to show the old man, expecting him to ask what it was.
But what Long Chen didn't expect was that the old man actually asked Long Chen where he got it, which meant he knew the golden lotus seed, which greatly shocked Long Chen.
You have to know, so far, no one has recognized this golden lotus seed. Who would have thought this old man actually knew it?
However, now was not the time to inquire about this issue; Long Chen needed to enter the Phantom Spirit Realm as soon as possible.
The old man nodded and said, "Of course I don't mind. Any faction that arrived here before me will be considered to have passed as long as they answer my question."
After passing, you can make me a wish. As long as this wish can be fulfilled within the Void Spirit Realm, Phantom Spirit Realm, or Mystic Spirit Realm, I will grant your request. "
Is there really such a good deal?" Long Chen couldn't help but feel both surprised and delighted.
Feng You and the others were also overjoyed. If they were to make a wish, the old man would surely teleport them to the place with the most treasures.
"Senior, can I know what wish that guy in front made to me?" Long Chen asked.
"He comes from the Underworld Divine Clan. He is about to be teleported to the inheritance of the Ancient Underworld God, and is currently in the process of teleportation. He will arrive soon." The old man did not hide anything and spoke directly.
"So, the only ones who can make a wish to you are me and that guy?" Long Chen asked again.
"Yes, the top ten are rewarded, but only the first and second places are eligible to make wishes. Those who arrive later also need to answer questions first. Once they pass, they will be immediately teleported to the major treasure lands.
But whether those treasure lands are truly treasure lands for them depends on luck. The old man said.
Long Chen understood that so-called treasures had no real meaning; what truly mattered was what suited him.
However, those who reach the top ten here have a great chance of teleporting to a better place. The further back you go, the worse your luck becomes.
"Alright, please state your wish!" The old man said.
At that moment, Feng You and the others immediately tensed up. They were eager to know what kind of wish Long Chen would express.
"My wish is... Bring back that guy from before..."
"What?" Feng You and the others were stunned, almost unable to believe their ears.
...
"Boom... The
void exploded, and a white horse pulled a bronze chariot through the air. A scar-faced man clad in golden armor and carrying a crimson heavy sword stepped down from the chariot.
Before him lay a desolate world, endless buildings collapsing, broken weapons scattered among the ruins, and amidst the ruins stood a towering grand hall.
Even after the ravages of time, it still stood tall. When the scar-faced man saw the temple, he couldn't help but laugh at the sky, his smile tugging at the scar, looking extremely ferocious.
There were two scars on his face: one from his left forehead to the right corner of his mouth, and the other side was the opposite, from his right forehead to the left corner of his mouth. His face looked as if someone had punched him with an "X"—the wound was so deep that bone was even visible inside.
"Ming Cangyue, Leng Yueyan, the disfigured hatred, irreconcilable. Now that I have found the legacy of the Primordial Nether God, when I return to the underworld, it will be the day you two little wretches will be punished." The scar-faced man roared to the sky, his voice filled with endless hatred, every word tinged with blood.
If Long Chen heard his roar, he would surely realize why this guy, though he'd never met before, made him so disgusted—it turned out he had a grudge against Ming Cangyue and Leng Yueyan.
The scar-faced man waved his hand, and his white skeletal warhorse pulled the bronze war chariot, galloping straight toward the temple.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, a massive vortex appeared in the void, enveloping the Bone Warhorse and the Bronze Chariot. A powerful suction instantly swallowed them both.
"What is it?"
The scar-faced man was furious. On the bronze chariot, endless runes lit up, and at the same time, the skeletal warhorse scurled its hooves as it tried to escape the vortex's range.
"Buzz!"
But the scar-faced man was horrified to realize that the vortex was completely powerless, and both he and the carriage were sucked into it.
As the void twisted, the carriage spun rapidly, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. When he finally stopped turning, the scene before him stunned him—he had actually returned to the front of the Nine Deaths Passage. The gate was still the same, and the old man was still the same old man. Everything that had just happened felt like a dream.
The only difference from before was that Long Chen was standing in front of him, looking at him with disdain:
"Did you eat hot poop?" Silly child, you're still inexperienced, and you want to compete with me? Tch, playing you isn't the goal; the goal is to kill you. "
As
he spoke, Long Chen led the powerful members of the Fusion Beast Clan and stepped through the gate in front of the Scar-faced man. Everyone's figures vanished in an instant.