Chapter 240: Level 66

The last square area under the Great Sun Throne.

'Great disaster, mirror disaster.'

Bai Donglin stood in the void, frowning slightly, looking at ten figures that appeared out of thin air with the same aura and appearance as him.

Such a realistic mirror, but I don’t know how much of his strength it can simulate. The two are fighting to the death, so Bai Donglin didn’t waste any time and started to fight directly.

"A world away, mirror image!"

With a flash of his figure, ten figures of Bai Donglin appeared in front of the mirror at the same time. He punched out, and the void shook violently.

"A world away, mirror image!"

The same move, the opponent's figure blurred and changed, and tens of thousands of mirror clones appeared in the small square area in an instant.

Bai Donglin's expression changed slightly, and his fist turned into a palm, which was surrounded by the scarlet law of destruction, and the sword light as thin as a thread slashed down diagonally.

Ding ding ding! Ten mirror clones simultaneously struck a terrifying blow, countless scarlet threads covered all directions, cutting madly, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

Bones of steel, laws of nature, eyes of the soul, destructive slashes...

His whole body was shining with golden light, and his figure rose three hundred feet high. Countless attacks instantly wiped out Bai Donglin's attack and enveloped him.

"Awesome, awesome! Every move of these mirror images is exactly like mine!"

Bai Donglin's figure flashed, and he took a soul attack head-on, his expression slightly relaxed.

These mirror images did have limitations. Their souls were ordinary, just at the level of supernatural powers, and they did not simulate the soul realm of the eighth level of his divine origin.

As for immortality and damage reversal, these two talents are naturally even more impossible to simulate. It goes without saying that it is impossible to achieve this in just one level of assessment.

"The damage reversal never stops. The me in the last second can never defeat the me in the next second, let alone you stupid bastards!"

Bai Donglin's eyes turned cold. He didn't want to waste any more time on this last level in front of everyone, and he was not interested in fighting with his clone.

“Hehehehe!”

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Zhie opened his dark eyes and raised his palm knife, which was surrounded by pitch-black flames. The rich power of the soul continued to condense, and the awe-inspiring knife intent was contained but not released.

"Soul-slaying!"

A black line as solid as a substance shot out from between Bai Donglin's eyebrows, ignoring the densely packed mirror clones around him, and lightly swept across the ten physical mirror bodies.

When the Eighth Heaven of Divine Source attacks the soul in the realm of supernatural powers, or when it comes from the Supreme Evil who is extremely proficient in the way of the soul, it is natural that one strike will kill!

The soul was shattered, and the numerous mirror clones around it all dissipated. The ten simulated mirror images stood still in place, with dim eyes and bodies out of control. After a while, they changed into balls of pure energy.

Bai Donglin's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and sucked, and ten balls of pure energy were swallowed into the devouring black hole. A stream of pure energy gushed out and was completely devoured by the hungry spiritual orifices.

Click!

A staircase formed by countless rays of light extended from top to bottom in an instant to Bai Donglin's feet.

Looking up, more than forty people have already ascended the Great Sun Throne. Surrounded by dazzling golden light, only vague figures can be seen.

The figure moved, and the "Tai Chi Tian Ya" was performed. In a few steps, he crossed the stairs of light and arrived on the throne of the sun.

The Great Sun Throne, which looked extremely dazzling from below, was actually very soft when one was on it. It was not as horribly hot as one might imagine. When one reached out to touch the throne, it actually felt a little cold.

This throne is too huge. Even if one uses all his strength to cast the Law of Heaven and Earth, it will still look awkward to sit on it. Bai Donglin shook his head slightly and chose to sit cross-legged like everyone else.

The ten thousand feet high Sun Throne is surrounded by countless divine flames and shining with golden light. Sitting on it is truly like a god.

Looking around, more than forty thrones were vaguely arranged in a circle. One could not see each other, and only vague human figures could be seen among them.

Looking down, hundreds of shining light bands came from far away, and countless colorful colors flickered slightly, like blooming thorn flowers! There were more than 30 people moving steadily below. These people were a little slower, but their strength was not weak. It was just because of their cautious character that they preferred to take steady steps. Bai Donglin secretly estimated that most of these people behind him should be able to ascend to the throne.

Gather your thoughts, close your eyes, focus your mind and spirit, and begin to immerse yourself in cultivation. By concentrating your energy, you can more quickly digest the gains from the assessment.

Three days later.

Ding! A loud noise woke everyone up. Looking up, they saw dozens of Sun Thrones trembling violently, and then transformed into golden streams of light, crossing a long distance in an instant and returning to a corner of the galaxy.

The light shone fiercely, and the sun thrones transformed into blazing suns again, hanging in the galaxy.

A stream of light fell from above the galaxy.

Pah, pah, pah! Yin Tong gently moved his two little hands, and the huge pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah! The sound instantly spread throughout the void, attracting everyone's attention.

"Not bad, not bad, they are all monstrous geniuses indeed. There are sixty-six people who have ascended the Great Sun Throne this time. This is unprecedented!"

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Yin Tong was amazed in his heart. They were indeed geniuses born at the crest of the times and they were extremely outstanding.

In previous assessments, the number of people who could ascend to the throne ranged from two to three, to none at all.

The thorny road below is not simple, it can be called "dangerous". No matter how big or small, it is a fatal danger for ordinary cultivators.

There are five stages: minor disaster, disaster, major disaster, extreme disaster, and certain death. The difficulty increases exponentially with each higher level.

The fact that these people can break through dangerous situations time and time again shows that their combat power far exceeds that of cultivators at the same level, and their abilities are also very comprehensive with almost no weaknesses.

After all, the first level of the test involves many aspects, and anyone with fatal weaknesses would have died long ago.

'Under the crest of the times, countless evil geniuses are like crucian carp crossing the river. The geniuses attracted by the Wandering Emperor's inheritance are only cultivators in a small area of ​​Qianyuan Realm.'

'In the boundless and infinite One True Realm, there are countless evil monsters hiding right now, silently lurking and cultivating diligently, waiting to be unveiled, which will surely shake the world!'

Yin Tong's heart was slightly excited. He didn't expect that he was so lucky to witness the brilliant peak of the era.

It didn't know how many of its predecessors had exhausted everything and lost their spiritual consciousness in the long and dull years.

After all, the peak of the era only occupies one percent of the time in each era, and the remaining ninety-nine percent of the time is just a foil! Suppressing the waves in his heart, Yin Tong waved his hand, and everyone only felt the scene in front of them ripple. After their vision returned to normal, they found that they had arrived on a corner of the galaxy.

Looking down, the endless sun and stars are rotating slightly along a fixed trajectory, extending to the end of the sight.

Sixty-six Great Sun Thrones formed a circle and rotated slightly. The Silver Boy was located in the middle. His throne was only a few feet in size, but it seemed to be the center of everything.

Silver Boy stretched out his little hand, and the shining light condensed, and a silver polyhedron appeared in his palm. He weighed it gently and continued, "Everyone, congratulations, you have entered the official assessment of the Wandering Emperor's inheritance, which is also the final assessment!"

"Before the assessment begins, I need to introduce you to Wandering Emperor and the legacy he left behind..."

Everyone looked solemn and listened attentively.

(End of this chapter)