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"There's still one last moment!"

Some people roared in their hearts, ignoring the cold sweat on their foreheads, gritting their teeth and persisting, trying their best to gain more understanding!

Some people had veins bulging on their foreheads and bloodshot eyes as they frantically absorbed the Dao rhyme from the stone tablet, fearing that they would fall behind others.

——Only the top five can enter the final level!

No one wants to be eliminated at this last moment!

At this time, Liu Qingye sat upright in the same place, with light flowing around him and his expression as calm as water.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was obvious that he had already understood deeply and was no longer deliberately pursuing anything.

"Liu Wenzong is already stable..."

"Alas, with such a high level of Daoist attainment, even if his comprehension is poor, it can't be that bad. We can't even begin to reach him!"

Some people sighed helplessly, having already determined that Liu Qingye would definitely be one of the top five.

In comparison, the other monks seemed much more nervous.

Their faces were filled with anxiety, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and they were extremely worried!

They are competing for the last few spots and must give it their all!

However, at this critical moment, some cultivators couldn't help but glance at Jiang Beixuan.

If it was before the first level, they would never take this young man who was only at the seventh level of the Heavenly Man Realm seriously.

But after witnessing the other party reach the top of the 100th step with their own eyes, they developed an indescribable fear of this little monster.

If this person shows the same outrageous strength on the enlightenment stele again.

Then their hopes of promotion will only become slimmer!

"Could he... also be able to comprehend the maximum number of 'Tao' characters?"

Some people were frightened and didn't even dare to think about it any further.

However, when they really looked at Jiang Beixuan——

"Ok?"

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Beixuan was seen sitting cross-legged on the spot, his brows deeply furrowed, his face slightly pale, and he was actually more nervous than any of them!

His breathing seemed a little rapid, his body was shaking slightly, and even cold sweat was running down his forehead. He seemed to have fallen into some kind of huge bottleneck!

"This kid... is he stuck in a bottleneck?"

A monk whispered tentatively, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Could it be that the 'Dao' of this stone tablet is too profound for him to understand?"

"Haha, it looks like we don't have to worry about him competing for a spot this time."

When everyone saw this, the huge pressure in their hearts suddenly eased a little.

Originally, they thought Jiang Beixuan would be as strong as he was in the first round and take up another promotion spot, but they didn't expect that—

This person is actually... stuck? !

This eased the fear in their hearts a little.

"Haha, after all, he's just an ant at the seventh level of the Heavenly Human Realm. Even if he performed amazingly in the Dao Heart Trial, his cultivation time is short after all. How can he compare to us seniors who have cultivated for tens of thousands of years in terms of understanding?"

A saint monk smiled, with a hint of contempt in his words.

The saint beside him immediately echoed, "That's right. After all, the word 'Tao' on this stone tablet cannot be comprehended with just the heart of Tao. It requires a huge amount of accumulation and sedimentation!"

Compared to the relaxation and joy of others, Liu Qingye did not show any contempt, but frowned instead.

"what on earth is it?"

He didn't think that someone who could reach the top of the 100th step would perform so poorly at the second level.

This is unreasonable!

Liu Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

...........

In fact, it was just as Liu Qingye expected.

At this moment, Jiang Beixuan was not stumped by the word "Tao" on the stone tablet and was not stuck in a bottleneck.

In fact, the opposite is actually true!

As early as the first day, Jiang Beixuan had already understood the meaning of the wordless stone tablet!

This is not something incredible, but a matter of course.

After all, how could a stone tablet set up by the "Great Sage" stump him, the emperor who once ruled the world?

——What really made Jiang Beixuan fall into deep thought was not the stone tablet itself, but the faint voice deep inside the stone tablet!

The sound seemed to be isolated by layers of seals, and it was intermittent, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making it impossible to hear it clearly.

"...My path...is not yet complete...this calamity...cannot..."

“…Be careful…of the evil…corpse…”

The voice was elusive and seemed to carry some kind of strong Taoist rhyme. It was not ordinary words, but was conveyed directly through consciousness.

Jiang Beixuan's mind suddenly shook, and his consciousness entered a strange state.

He knew that he had to find out the source and true meaning of this voice, otherwise, he would not leave easily!

And now-

He finally grasped the core of the sound!

The sound became clearer and clearer, and gradually, his consciousness seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, no longer staying in this starry sky, but traveling through time and space and entering a completely unfamiliar space.

When Jiang Beixuan came to his senses, he found himself in a study.

This study is not very big, but it exudes a very ancient atmosphere everywhere.

Vigorous and powerful ink calligraphy is hung on the walls around.

An unfinished scroll of scriptures lay on the table.

There was still some ink on the inkstone next to it, as if the owner had just written something.

The whole room exudes a strong atmosphere of literature and Taoism, and people can instantly feel the righteousness contained in it!

In front of the desk, a figure was sitting upright.

He was a man in a Confucian robe.

His back looks a little weathered, but his aura is gentle and majestic, as if it contains the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, which makes people feel awe.

Jiang Beixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a name flashed through his mind.

"Zhugezi..."

Yes, this man's aura was exactly the same as the "Zhuge Zi" he had seen during the trial.

but--

Jiang Beixuan did not speak rashly, but stood quietly there, observing everything calmly.

After a few breaths, the figure seemed to sense something, slowly put down the brush in his hand, and looked up at Jiang Beixuan.

"You came."

Jiang Beixuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Because when that figure turned around.

He found that this person's face was exactly the same as Zhuge Zi's.

“As expected…”

In fact, he had already become suspicious when Zhuge Zi first appeared.

After hearing the word "evil corpse" from the wordless stone tablet, he directly thought of the method of beheading the three corpses, and then speculated on various possibilities.

Now, the appearance of the second Zhuge Zi has confirmed his guess.

.........

At this moment, the study was silent.

Zhuge Zi looked at Jiang Beixuan slightly.

After a moment, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "It seems that you are not surprised at all."

"Do all the people of later generations now have this kind of knowledge?"

Jiang Beixuan's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were indifferent.

He didn't directly answer the other party's question, but instead spoke to himself, "It's widely rumored that although Zhuge Zi is a literary saint with astonishing literary attainments, his own cultivation hasn't reached its peak."

He paused, his eyes sharp as a knife:

"Now it seems that the predecessors have underestimated you."

"After all, this 'Three Corpses Slashing' technique is not something an ordinary Great Sage would dare to attempt."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the study suddenly stagnated slightly.

Zhuge Zi looked at Jiang Beixuan with deep eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling.

"Interesting, what else do you know?"

Jiang Beixuan's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "For ordinary cultivators who have achieved the pinnacle of Great Sainthood, if they want to take that step and become Quasi-Emperor, the difficulty is so great that conventional methods will no longer work."

"From ancient times to the present, apart from forcibly breaking through the realm with one's own strength, only methods such as beheading the three corpses, overcoming the nine disasters, and achieving enlightenment are worth trying."

After he finished speaking, Zhuge Zi's expression became much more serious.

At this time, Jiang Beixuan continued: "However, when it comes to beheading the three corpses, the most important one is the 'self-corpse'."

"This corpse is the most crucial. If you fail, your mind will collapse, and you may even suffer the evil corpse's backlash... This is probably the reason for your current state, right?"

After hearing this, Zhuge Zi was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Not bad."

He slowly stood up, walked to the side of the study, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the endless void outside the window.

"Back then, I believed that my literary skills had reached their peak, and that my righteous spirit was strong enough to suppress everything. Therefore, when I beheaded the Three Corpses, I didn't take any precautions."

"Although the evil corpse is strong, it is still under control."

"Shanshi is even more loyal to his heart, and we are in perfect harmony."

"Only...my corpse."

His voice paused slightly here, revealing a wry smile: "I underestimated my own obsession."

Jiang Beixuan's eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something.

"So, when you were beheading your 'self-corpse', you failed?"

Zhuge Zi nodded slowly, "My corpse is the product of my own obsession."

"I thought I had already freed myself from distractions, but the moment I cut off my own body, I realized that I still had desires and unfulfilled wishes."

He sighed softly, a trace of melancholy in his eyes. "At that moment, the evil corpse noticed the flaw and took advantage of the situation to counterattack... In the end, I failed to completely destroy the self-corpse, and instead let the evil corpse seize some of the control."

Jiang Beixuan frowned slightly: "So, that's why you set up this secret realm to seal the evil corpse?"

Zhuge Zi nodded slightly: "This is the only way."

He looked at Jiang Beixuan with a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "You are smarter than I thought. It seems that you have noticed something."

Jiang Beixuan smiled slightly, his eyes calm and deep: "The evil corpse... has already mastered the rules of the trial, right?"

Zhuge Zi's expression changed slightly, and then he sighed softly and whispered, "Yes."

"The inheritance trial should have been presided over by the good corpse, but now, it is my evil corpse that controls the rules of the trial."

"He's using this trial to identify the strongest... Then, with that person's power, he'll seize control of Wanquan City and completely break free from the seal."

Jiang Beixuan nodded slowly, his eyes deep, as if he saw through everything. "Now, you are neither a good corpse nor a physical body, and even the fluctuations of your soul do not exist."

"I think you are just a wisp of obsession, right?"

Zhuge Zi was slightly stunned.

Then he smiled gently, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Heh... As expected, he was the one who figured out my hidden plan from the second trial." He sighed softly. "Indeed, the real Zhuge Zi died long ago after setting up this secret realm."

"Now, what remains here is just... a wisp of obsession."

Having said this, his gaze became distant, as if he was looking through countless years into a distant past.

"A wisp... unwilling to see the people suffer, I vow to eliminate the evil corpse's obsession!"

boom--!

As he finished speaking, the entire study seemed to tremble.

A majestic and righteous aura rose from nothingness!

Jiang Beixuan's eyes narrowed, and his heart trembled slightly.

He had speculated on countless possibilities regarding the reasons for the formation of the obsession.

The most likely scenario is that after Zhuge Zi failed to break through to the quasi-emperor level, he was unable to transcend, and because he was unwilling to give up, he remained obsessed.

But now it seems——

He was wrong.

The formation of this obsession was not due to the regret of failing to break through, but the deep guilt Zhuge Zi felt for the disaster he had caused!

It was this endless self-blame that kept this obsession alive even after three million years, all for one thing—

Stop the evil zombies and make up for your mistakes!

At this moment, Jiang Beixuan's heart was slightly moved. He looked at Zhuge Zi with a slightly complicated look in his eyes and slowly said, "Three million years... You have survived until now with your obsession, just to destroy your own evil corpse?"

Zhuge Zi nodded slightly, his expression calm, as if the three million years of waiting was nothing to him.

"Yes," he said calmly, "it's my responsibility."

"Back then, I founded the Hundred Saints Academy, determined to educate the people of the world with the great and righteous path, hoping to bring a ray of hope to the world."

"But in the end, I almost buried this world with my own hands..."

Jiang Beixuan remained silent and listened quietly.

Zhuge Zi's voice was calm, without sorrow or regret, but with an unquestionable firmness:

"If the evil corpse escapes, it will definitely use my memories to control the entire Wanquan City, and even use the power of this place to reshape itself!"

"Once it recovers to its peak state, no one in this world will be able to stop it!"

When Jiang Beixuan heard this, his expression became subtle.

"Is there no one in this world who can stop it?"

He murmured softly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

If we only refer to the Central Region, this may be true.

But if we add the Eastern Region... and the clan leader whom he could not see through from the beginning to the end, things would not be so absolute.

"Can the evil corpse of a great saint threaten the entire world?"

“How ridiculous…”

Jiang Beixuan chuckled in his heart.

Of course, he wouldn't say this out loud.

At this moment, Zhuge Zi saw the disdain on Jiang Beixuan's face, and thought that he didn't know how powerful the evil corpse was, so he explained:

"The evil corpse is my darkest and most powerful side. It carries all my negative emotions and desires. If it is allowed to fully recover, even a cultivator at the ninth level of the Great Sage would find it difficult to stop it."

"At least in my memory, apart from His Majesty the Human Emperor and that Senior Tongtian, no one else can contend with him."

When Jiang Beixuan heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face for the first time.

"Senior Tongtian?"

These three words suddenly gave him a strange feeling in his heart.

Judging from Zhuge Zi's tone and respectful attitude, this Senior Tongtian seems to be of the same level as the Human Emperor, or even a strong man from the same period.

But how is this possible?