"Master Guan, you are worrying too much. Do you really think I don't know what you are planning? Since I dare to come here, I must have my confidence. You are tired just now, so you should go and rest." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
Only then did she realize that Guan Xiujin had brought her to the Soul Palace not to personally attack her, but to threaten her through the Soul Palace's restrictions. Gao Weihu's understanding of the Soul Palace was limited after all, and he didn't know the mystery behind it.
But she didn't care much. From being a good-for-nothing in everyone's eyes to where she is today, Mu Hanyan had to go through countless hardships. How could she take such a threat seriously?
After saying that, Mu Hanyan walked forward. On the high platform at the back of the temple, there was a stone chair. It was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly, but it also gave a sense of déjà vu.
"Master Priest, what should we do now?" Seeing that their threats were useless to Mu Hanyan, Kong Renhe looked at Guan Xiujing in confusion.
"She doesn't know the power of the Spirit Palace yet. Let her be proud for a while. She will cry later." Guan Xiu Jin said.
Just as he said this, he saw wisps of golden light bursting out from the Soul Palace. The majestic and ancient temple was shrouded in those golden rays of light, appearing even more majestic and sacred, like a scene in a dream.
Except for Guan Xiujing, all the high priests were seeing such a scene for the first time. They were all shocked and felt the urge to worship.
"This...what's going on!" Kong Renhe asked.
"The first level of the Spirit Hall trial has begun." Guan Xiujin said with a cheer, "Back then, it took me a full month to pass this level. With Mu Hanyan's age and experience, there's no way she could pass it. She'd be lucky to last ten days. Let's recuperate first, otherwise, by the time she calls for help, we won't have recovered and might miss out on important things."
"Yes, sir." Although Guan Xiu Jin did not clearly explain what this first level of trial was, seeing that he was so confident, everyone did not doubt it. They sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover their strength.
In the Soul Hall, Mu Hanyan was already enveloped in a thick golden light. The golden light was like mist rising and waves surging, forming a series of hazy images in front of her eyes, making her feel as if she were there.
"Xin'er, today is your coming-of-age day. Tell me whatever you want, and I'll buy it for you!" A beautiful and kind woman looked at her softly. Nearby, several elegantly dressed elders and similar-looking young men also smiled at her, their eyes filled with pity.
Although Mu Hanyan had never seen them, she knew that these were their relatives who cared for her with all their heart.
"Xin'er doesn't want anything. She just wants to stay with mom, dad, grandparents, and eldest brother, second brother, and third brother forever." A strange voice came out of her mouth, and Mu Hanyan knew that it was her own voice.
"Silly child, you should get married when you grow up. You won't stay at home forever." The white-haired mother said with a smile.
"No, I won't marry. I will stay with you forever." Xin'er said in a soft voice.
"Hahaha, fine, then I won't marry. But when you want to get married, don't cry in front of us." The grandfather, who also had white hair, stroked his beard and laughed.
"No way," Xin'er said in a soft voice, as if she had thought of something, her face flushing. Mu Hanyan subconsciously touched her cheek, as if she could feel the burning heat of shyness on her face.
Everyone laughed out loud. Even though it was just an illusion, Mu Hanyan could still feel the deep warmth in it.
"Stop, don't hurt her!" The scene suddenly changed, and a tall and fierce old man with bloodshot eyes roared angrily.
"Let her go, don't hurt my child." A young woman fell beside him, and a long sword pierced her heart, and blood gushed out.
"Let my sister go!" A child who was only seven or eight years old ran over quickly with his fists clenched, but before he could get to her, a sword light flashed from behind him and blood shot up into the sky.
"No!" the mighty old man cried out in grief, looking up to the heavens and slashing with his sword. Several figures blocked his path simultaneously. Hands raised, swords fell, blood staining the sky. The old man paused, and several streaks of blood shot out of his body. Although he remained upright, his vitality was rapidly fading, and only anger, sorrow, and unwillingness remained in his eyes.
Behind him, the ancient house was engulfed in flames, and men, women, young and old fell in a pool of blood.
Although these people were no longer the ones she had met before, Mu Hanyan could still feel the strong affection and reluctance from their last look at her.
A cold, stinging pain shot through her heart, her entire heart shattered into pieces. Tears were already streaming down her cheeks.
Then, the scene changed again...
Countless images flashed through her mind, so clear, yet so chaotic. There was tenderness, joy, pain, and blood. In just a moment, Mu Hanyan felt as if she were trapped in a thousand alternating dreams and nightmares.
The most terrifying thing is that this dream is so real. Whether it is the salty feeling of the tears of emotion falling down the cheeks into the corners of the mouth, or the excruciating pain of the long sword piercing the body when the blood mist flies, it seems as if I have experienced it personally.
If it were someone else, no matter how strong their will was, they would have been in a state of panic. However, at this moment, Mu Hanyan's eyes were still clear, and there was only shock on her face.
This was not the first time she had seen these chaotic scenes. She had already seen them when she was in the Holy Court Continent. These scenes were the result of her reincarnation from life to life.
Mu Hanyan understood that the trial of the first level of the Soul Palace was a test of one's willpower. The reincarnations of life after life, countless joys and sorrows, alternately flooded into one's mind. If one's willpower was a little weak, one might be deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate oneself, or even become mentally confused and lost.
Of course, this only applies to others. This was originally her reincarnation memory, and she had experienced it a long time ago. Naturally, it would not have any effect on her. She just felt strange, why her reincarnation memory appeared here? Could it be that this Soul Palace was related to her?
"Mu Hanyan, now you should know how powerful this Spirit Palace is. Hand over the five-colored soul beads and those pills now, and we will lift the ban and let you out!" Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly puzzled, Guan Xiujing's shouting voice came to her ears again.
Although it only took a moment for those memories to resurface in Mu Hanyan's mind, several hours had actually passed. Guan Xiujin and the others had recovered some of their strength, and guessed that Mu Hanyan was about to be unable to bear it, so they spoke quickly.
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