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When Ye Chen slowly regained consciousness, his eyes were initially shrouded in a thick fog, and he was at a loss. After a while, he gradually regained focus and slowly saw the surrounding scene clearly. Only then did he suddenly realize that everyone had already completed their own illusion trials and were either standing or sitting waiting for him.

Su Nan stood at the front of the crowd, her pretty face revealing an expression of worry. Her eyes, as clear as a mountain spring, remained fixed on Ye Chen from beginning to end, never shifting their gaze for a moment. As soon as she saw him wake up, she anxiously called out, "Xiaochen, you're finally awake!"

Many people in the crowd seemed quite impatient. Some frowned so tightly that they looked like they could pinch a fly to death; others complained in low voices, but their complaints were still clearly audible, clearly blaming him for wasting everyone's time.

The elder of the Dragon Roar Pavilion stood quietly not far away, his gaze deep and reserved, like a bottomless pool, as he gazed thoughtfully at Ye Chen. He held the registration form, which detailed everyone's information, steady in his hands. One hand carefully compared the entries, the other tapping the paper unconsciously. With a hint of surprise and inquiry, he asked, "Breakthrough?"

One must know that achieving a breakthrough in this illusory trial, fraught with numerous dangers and endless challenges, is a truly rare occurrence. It was precisely because of this that Ye Chen's performance instantly captured the attention of the elders, making them all take notice. For a moment, the gazes of everyone around him were focused on Ye Chen like a single, intense spotlight. Among these gazes, there were those filled with curiosity, eager to uncover the secret of his breakthrough; those filled with jealousy, secretly curling their lips in dissatisfaction, their expressions seemingly dripping with sourness; and there were also those who genuinely admired him, unabashedly expressing their affirmation and admiration for him.

Lu Yi in the crowd said sarcastically: "Hmph, maybe he used some unfair means to break through." His tone was full of disdain and doubt.

Ye Chen calmed himself down, trying to pull his mind away from the complexities of his experiences in the illusion. He nodded slightly, his voice slightly hoarse but with unwavering determination, "Yes, Elder, I have reached the initial stage of the Meridian Opening Stage."

A subtle glint flashed across the elder's eyes. He subconsciously stroked his graying beard and said slowly, "Indeed, it seems you must have encountered many unimaginable hardships in this illusion, but it is precisely because of this that you have reaped such rich rewards."

When the candidates around heard this conversation, they couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"How come he is so lucky that he can break through in the illusion? Why don't I have this opportunity?" A candidate's face was full of jealousy and his tone was sour, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Maybe it's just some bad luck, it's just a coincidence." Another candidate curled his lips, his face full of disdain, and snorted with extreme contempt.

Su Nan completely ignored these malicious comments, walked forward quickly, and said softly, "Xiaochen, I'm glad you're okay." Her voice was gentle and concerned, like a warm spring breeze gently blowing through Ye Chen's heart, bringing endless comfort.

Ye Chen smiled at her gratefully, a smile filled with sincerity and warmth, like the warm sun in winter, warming the heart. Then he turned to look at the elder, his eyes filled with anticipation and awe. He stood there quietly, waiting for the next arrangement.

The elder thought for a moment, then stroked his beard and said solemnly, "A total of 158 people have passed this illusionary trial. Everyone will gather here at 9:00 PM tomorrow. The subsequent arrangements will be announced then."

After hearing this, everyone immediately started whispering and talking among themselves.

Lu Yi looked in the direction where Ye Chen left, thinking to himself: "This kid actually broke through in the illusion, but I have always been more advanced than him, and I will definitely not let him surpass me in the future."

At night, Ye Chen was alone in the room, constantly recalling the thrilling experiences in the illusion, and was full of infinite expectations for the future path of cultivation.

The next day, at 9:00 PM, everyone gathered as scheduled. Long Yaowei, the elder of the Dragon Roar Pavilion, stood at the front with a solemn expression. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, sweeping over the crowd with authority. He said in a deep voice, "The next test is comprehension. Everyone, follow me."

After saying this, Elder Long Yaowei, his robes fluttering, took the lead, striding forward with steady, powerful steps. Everyone followed closely behind him, filled with nervous anticipation. Soon, they arrived in front of a massive enlightenment monument.

The Enlightenment Monument towers into the clouds, seemingly reaching through the heavens and connecting to the heavens. Its vast expanse is covered in engraved mystical runes and patterns. The runes dance like ancient spirits, and the patterns intertwine the profound principles of heaven and earth. The runes shimmer with a faint, mysterious light, some like faint blue will-o'-the-wisp, some like golden morning light, and some like a soft, pink sunset glow. The colors are dazzling and captivating. The patterns are infinitely varied, sometimes resembling a surging river, sometimes towering mountains, and sometimes vast grasslands. Exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, it inspires awe and even an urge to pay homage.

Elder Long Yaowei, hands clasped behind his back, stood tall and straight as a pine tree. He announced loudly, "This test will last twelve hours. During this time, you must strive to comprehend the true meaning of this Enlightenment Monument. Ultimately, we will select the top one hundred to advance to the next round."

When everyone heard this, the expressions on their faces instantly became complicated. Some were so nervous that their lips were tightly pursed, while others had their eyes shining with anticipation.

Ye Chen stared at the Enlightenment Stele, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his racing heart. He gathered his mind and prepared to devote himself to enlightenment. As he slowly closed his eyes and absorbed the mysterious power emanating from the stele, he suddenly felt as if he were transported to a vast, boundless starry sky. Countless stars shone dazzlingly, gleaming with mysterious light, arranged according to a strange and profound pattern. Each star seemed to hold profound truths. Some were large, some small, some bright, some dim, some as radiant as gemstones, others as faint as fireflies. Some were surrounded by brilliant nebulae, reminiscent of a dream; others hung alone in the dark void, radiating a resolute light. Ye Chen wanted to explore and understand the messages these stars conveyed, as if each were a thick book, waiting to be read.

Su Nan stood beside Ye Chen, opened her red lips slightly, and said softly, "Xiaochen, come on!" Ye Chen nodded slightly, his expression more focused, as if the whole world only had him and the mysterious starry sky.

Lu Yi was brimming with confidence from the outset. He held his head high, his lips curled upward, believing that with his talent, reaching the top 100 would be a piece of cake. As he began to comprehend, he saw a surging ocean. Waves rose higher than the last, crashing against the rocks with overwhelming force, creating a deafening roar. Each impact spoke of the true meaning of strength and resilience, and the spray splashed like countless pearls. The sea shone a deep blue, blending with the vastness of the sky, evoking a sense of endless vastness and depth. Lu Yi stared wide-eyed, trying to grasp a crucial insight from this turbulent scene.

Some disciples saw a towering, majestic mountain, shrouded in mist and clouds, resembling a fairyland. Its peaks, steep and precipitous, reached into the sky, as if displaying its majesty. Each rock, with its unique texture and shape, seemed to tell of the vicissitudes of time and change. The mountain streams gurgled, producing a clear, melodious sound, like a beautiful musical piece of nature. Other disciples saw a lush, verdant forest, each tree towering tall and straight, its branches interwoven to form a canopy of green. The veins on the trunks, like the marks of time, documented their growth. The ground was covered with a thick carpet of fallen leaves, emitting a humus-like aroma, as if depicting the cycle and renewal of life.

As time passed, some people frowned, veins bulged on their foreheads, and pondered hard, as if they were trapped in an impossible dilemma; some people had happy expressions on their faces, excitement flashing in their eyes, as if they had touched the edge of truth.

Ye Chen immersed himself in the vast starry sky, striving to capture the trajectory of each star. Some stars flickered rapidly, their light dazzling, as if eagerly telling him something; others moved slowly, their light faint, requiring him to carefully perceive them. The light of these stars was sometimes as bright as day, sometimes as dim as night, as if conveying some obscure and profound message to him. He was like a traveler groping in the darkness, striving to find a glimmer of light.

Facing the surging sea, Lu Yi's initial confidence gradually gave way to confusion. His head, once held high, gradually lowered, his brow furrowed into a "chuan" shape, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He struggled to understand the relationship between the waves and the reefs, to find answers amidst the endless onslaught, but the harder he tried, the more lost he became.

For those disciples with less comprehension, the visions they saw became increasingly blurry, their once clear images gradually shattering, and their hearts grew increasingly anxious. They tried to grasp the fading inspiration, but found it was like sand in their hands: the harder they held on, the faster it slipped away.

Twelve hours passed quickly, and Elder Long Yaowei said loudly: "Time is up, stop comprehending!"

Everyone opened their eyes, some with regretful looks on their faces, sighing deeply, as if they had lost the most precious things; others were full of confidence, holding their heads high, as if they had already secured victory.

Next, Elder Long Yaowei began to count the results of everyone's insights. Everyone was nervously waiting for the results to see who would make it into the top 100.

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