On the island, everyone is fishing, and I am the only one who has obtained the epic talent

Inside the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace dungeon, the earth is shaking, the beasts are roaring, and the lush trees under the scorching sun reveal a feeling that is completely different from the lush greenery.

Countless energies converged to form various links, some leading to islands, some to the bottom of the sea. In short, with the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace as the main body, it connected Mu Yu and others who knew nothing about it, and connected the other islands with the copy island through the hub.

Perhaps influenced by the pseudo-god-level power, everyone subconsciously dodged the moment the transmission hub appeared, except for Ji Ruxue and Mu Yu in the center, who saw an exceptionally wide passage in front of them.

"Let's go. The Fake God Palace is the real business. We can settle the rest later."

Bu Linglong patted Mu Yu's shoulder and sat down at the right shoulder position very familiarly.

The Blood Beast Ancestor, who was holding an eleventh-level weapon, nodded solemnly and advised Mu Yu to fly to the Pseudo-God Palace together with everyone else as they rushed to the front.

The figures of the various forces disappeared, and after officially entering the dungeon, Mu Yu was shocked by the surrounding environment again:

"Wait a minute, where are my teammates?"

The previous second, he had just followed the advice of the Blood Beast Ancestor and entered. The next second, the moment he stepped into the space, a sense of spatial fluctuation similar to the replica of the small blank space swept around him.

Mu Yu looked around and saw the pitch-black fog, which was no less severe than the one that had covered the Mushen Islands a few days ago. His senses were deliberately obscured, like a blind man touching an elephant!

"Excellent! Even someone like me, whose true strength has reached the twelfth level, can be completely blocked. Doesn't this mean that all geniuses who enter will be affected?"

Mu Yu easily came to the conclusion that this huge range of hard control could not be ignored at all. He stared blankly at the stairs that continued to extend upwards in front of him, and subconsciously deduced:

"The steps gradually ascend. Could it be that all those who enter the trial must undergo this kind of test?"

Mu Yu was very rigorous and used the word "assessment" after careful consideration, because he really could not feel any hostility from the copy, and was even a little bit amused by the detection of this power.

Mu Yu took a step forward, and a stone tablet suddenly appeared beside him. The words on it immediately answered many of his doubts:

[False God Heavenly Palace: Ascending the Starry Sky Stairs]

[With the purpose of stimulating each person's potential and strength, we attract talents to join us, and then help the trial-takers become familiar with their skills and talents by gradually exerting pressure, and strengthen the use of their own strength.

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine levels. After clearing them all, you will receive mysterious rewards from the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace, which will be given at your discretion based on your current potential limit.

The explanation was very humane and easy to understand. After reading it, Mu Yu realized that this was probably one of the opportunities of the Pseudo-God Palace, and it was also the reason why countless powerful people flocked to it.

But what Mu Yu didn't know was that this seemingly surprising encounter was not shared at all. After Bu Linglong and the other person entered the interior, they were not on the same floor as him.

"What's going on? Where's the kid?"

The Blood Beast Ancestor looked at Bu Linglong, who was sitting in the air and fell steadily to the ground. It was hard to imagine that this guy was an epic tenth-level strongman.

The three of them entered together just now and did not feel any extra power fluctuations, but Mu Yu now performed a miracle and disappeared out of thin air?

"Don't worry, he's been dragged to the Starry Sky Stairs."

Bu Linglong patted her cotton-padded jacket and explained calmly:

"When a young warrior enters the secret realm for the first time, he will be assessed by the artifact spirits of the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace based on his qualifications.

If your aptitude and character are recognized, you'll have the opportunity to hone your skills. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I just remembered it."

"As for us, I've already enjoyed it before, and you might not be in their eyes and be disliked."

Bu Linglong suppressed her laughter, looking at the blood beast ancestor's red face, not shying away at all, and slandering him to his face:

"It's okay. Being old has its advantages... We'll be on the second floor, we'll meet up later."

"Ascending the Starry Sky Stage? Weapon Spirit? Second level?"

The doubts contained in Bu Linglong's casual words gave the Blood Beast Ancestor a headache. It turned out that this little girl knew everything, but she didn't think of reminding him a single word before.

Pseudo-demigod - an epic twelfth-level island prop. This can definitely be considered a combination of architecture and props. According to Bu Linglong, it even contains the Star Ascension Steps that can stimulate the potential of the twelfth level.

All these superpositions declare the difference of this Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace. No wonder it dares to be named as Pseudo-God without causing public outrage. The spirit of the instrument and its internal functions alone are enough to make countless people shut up.

"I don't care about anything else, but what does the second level mean? And where is that kid Mu Yu now?"

The Blood Beast Ancestor looked around but couldn't find a familiar face. The surrounding fairy air and rich energy almost blocked his sight, and he couldn't detect how far away he was.

Bu Linglong nodded, reached out and took a branch and began to draw on the ground, explaining the simple pyramid-shaped sketch:

"The Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace is actually a three-story mountain secret realm that you climb from the bottom up. There are dozens of connected teleportation formations connecting the three levels."

"The dungeon secret realm lasts 24 hours. The first floor is where most powerful people go and stay. There are a large number of ferocious beasts and small opportunities on this floor. Almost all of them can only be obtained through fighting or extremely good luck."

"The resources within the Pseudo-God Heavenly Palace are very abundant. Even on one level, there are resources up to the tenth level, which is enough for most people to use, especially since the crisis is relatively small and the survival rate is as high as one in five."

"Their only danger lies with the ferocious beasts and the other powerful individuals traveling with them. This can be considered quite humane."

“As for the second level, most of the formations are for those traveling alone or in groups. If you pass through three of them within the specified time, you can reach the third level safely.

Moreover, based on your performance in clearing the levels, you will also receive exclusive items of levels ten to twelve, which perfectly match your own cultivation techniques or elemental powers. However, although the rewards are good, the mortality rate is as high as one in ten.

Even those three formations will change and adjust according to the different powers controlled by the users. Many powerful people have been killed by them over the years."

"The third floor is naturally the main body of the Heavenly Palace that my grandfather mentioned. It is divided into the main hall and two side halls."

"In the past few years, I only stopped outside the temple gate to take a look. This is all I know about the third floor."

"It can be summed up in four words... Uh, ten deaths, no chance of survival?"