Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

The heat wave is pervasive.

The robes that Zhu Yan left for Ji Wushuang seemed to be ineffective. They were as thin as a piece of paper and were easily broken through by the heat wave.

The heat wave did not pass by Ji Wushuang, but stuck tightly to her skin, turning into another layer of her skin, even trying to penetrate into her bones and flesh, and then solidify into a sharp knife, burning and cutting her will bit by bit.

The dense pain was like a slow torture, gradually approaching her internal organs.

Ji Wushuang understood that this was a "warning" from the palace complex.

——If you don’t want to die, if you don’t want to be tortured, leave immediately.

Ji Wushuang gritted his teeth and chuckled, "Haha, you want me to leave? Then I won't leave... Not only will I not leave, I will also learn everything you have inside..."

Ji Wushuang endured the unspeakable pain, took firm steps, and turned into a hall again.

But as soon as she stepped in, she bent down uncontrollably.

Wet liquid not only dripped down her cheeks...

"Clap clap clap..."

Ji Wushuang thought it was sweat at first, but when she looked carefully, she realized that it was not sweat at all, but scarlet blood.

She wiped her face with trembling hands, and all she saw was crimson.

Could it be that the pain affects the nerves?

So she didn't smell any blood?

Ji Wushuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly remembered something. He gently licked the blood on his palm... As expected, there was no smell of rust.

"I see..." Ji Wushuang chuckled, slowly straightened up, and said quietly, "I thought...it was just an illusion?"

"Om-"

The palace and the heat wave rang at the same time, which meant that Ji Wushuang had guessed partly right.

But what if you guess right?

Even if she guessed correctly, it didn't mean that Ji Wushuang could break free from the illusion, nor did it mean that she could break through the test... On the contrary, guessing correctly seemed to be just the first step in the test.

The scenery around Ji Wushuang changed, and the gorgeous and magnificent palaces slowly lost their dazzling light, revealing the true appearance of the palace complex that had been baptized by time, tempered by hardships, and precipitated by the long river...

Ruined walls.

The years are forever silent.

Light and shadow remained at the moment of its collapse, interweaving into a land of the dead that looked like a fallen god.

Even the wind blowing through the illusion carries a sense of sadness.

"This is……"

Ji Wushuang's pupils shrank slightly, because she recognized the fragments scattered throughout the palace... They were actually the corpses of the Void Monster?!

Ji Wushuang was very familiar with the aura emanating from those huge, ferocious fangs. This was because the aura emanating from the "River of Chaos" that she had helped to trap in the Myriad Beasts Heavenly Dao was exactly the same as the aura emanating from the corpses scattered all over the ground...

It is known that the chaos outside the Jiao clan’s territory was caused by an Ao Void-level void monster, and the aura of the Chaos River is even more unfathomable than the chaos outside the Jiao clan.

In other words, these fang fragments were left behind by some kind of void monster that is more terrifying and unfathomable than the Orion level?

In this world... there are actually Void Monsters above the Ao Void level?!

Ji Wushuang's pupils trembled slightly, and he was obviously shocked by the result. You know, the void monsters of the Jishi and Aoxu levels were only recorded in the legends of the holy land, and they were already the limit of what the combat power of each race could deal with. Then this piece in front of him... what kind of horrible and desperate battlefield was it back then?

Why is there no record of this in the sacred places of the gods?

Why is there no memory in the torrent of the universe?

What did the ancestor of the Feng family, who was hated and reviled by the world... and even hailed as an "evil cultivator" of the art of weapons, give to all living beings in a quiet corner unknown to the world?

No one knows this anymore.

Even Ji Wushuang could only vaguely judge something from this land of death.

She put away her initial nonchalant look, lowered her eyes, and bowed respectfully towards the "Land of Fallen Gods".

As the ceremony ended, heat waves came from all directions again.

But this time the heat waves did not penetrate Ji Wushuang's skin and cause her pain. On the contrary, they were unexpectedly gentle, lingering and quiet, just like the warm sun in early spring that melted the ice and snow, lazily enveloping Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang looked up in surprise, and the scenery in front of him changed again.

The remains of those strange void monsters disappeared, and the dilapidated temples also disappeared, and in their place... was an endless expanse of bright stars.

They transformed into spirits of light on the elder's wings, dancing up and down around Ji Wushuang.

But Ji Wushuang's gaze penetrated them and fell on a bright color in the center of the sky.

"Fire?!"

Ji Wushuang was stunned again.

The fire noticed Ji Wushuang's gaze, and flashed proudly in the sky, but finally fell awkwardly in front of Ji Wushuang.

In an instant, the eternal night around was illuminated into day, and Ji Wushuang could vaguely see the "appearance" of the fire.

Pure white.

It is as white as the light at the beginning of the morning.

Quiet and beautiful.

Ji Wushuang swallowed silently and began to call out to Taixu in his heart. Taixu heard Ji Wushuang's voice, but did not come out immediately. Instead, he said sadly: [Master... please stop calling... I can't get out...]

【ah? Why? 】

[Woo woo woo… Because this is Meng Hong’s true fire…]

Meng Hong is really angry! ?

Ji Wushuang started counting on his fingers. Taixu True Fire ranked fifth on the Heaven and Earth Strange Fire List. Fourth seemed to be Guiyuan Nether Flame, third was Chaos True Fire, second was Wuji Heavenly Fire, and first...

and many more!

First!!!

Ji Wu's eyes widened, and he stared at the pure white flame in front of him for a moment, muttering: "My goodness... Little Taixu, did I see the fire that ranks first on the list of strange fires of heaven and earth? Wow... It's so beautiful!"

Taixu: [……]

Taixu was so angry, and also felt a little sad.

Woohoo, the master encountered the number one fire on the Heaven and Earth Strange Fire Ranking. Would she still love it? Would she think it was a worthless little snack? Would she regret signing a life contract with it? Would she...

Ji Wushuang didn't realize that his sigh of "eating melon" had caused his little fire to feel a very strong sense of crisis, and the whole fire was about to become autistic.

Ji Wushuang took the initiative to smile at Meng Hong Zhenhuo: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the fire seed of His Excellency Feng Yin, right?"

Meng Hong's true fire flashed, and his voice sounded a little ethereal and unreal.

"Correct."

"Then you mean..."

"You've passed the trial. The stars here are all that bad... They are all inheritances left by my dear friends. It's up to you to learn what you want."

Ji Wushuang was puzzled and said, "The first trial is to test the strength of the soul. I understand this. But what about the second trial..."

"Hmph, my dear friend isn't what those guys call a devious person. She's a true, top-tier genius. She's also a nameless, silent, and great warrior and hero who protects the universe. All who inherit her legacy must be grateful. I don't want to cultivate ungrateful people. You... barely qualify."

Ji Wushuang was puzzled: "How do you know I passed? What if I was faking it?"

Meng Hongzhenhuo sneered: "Idiot, do you think that just because you are a reincarnated person and have the protection of the Lord of the Underworld, you can hide from the eyes of this spirit? In this inheritance palace, every thought and every idea of ​​yours is seen clearly by this spirit." Of course, this also includes her sincere respect for that bad woman.

Ji Wushuang: "..." Well, the fire spirits are indeed hot-tempered, but the water spirits are still cute. Hey~ "Hey, why did you hit me? Ahhh, it's on fire!!!"

Meng Hong was so angry that he hit Ji Wushuang on the forehead with a "roasted chestnut". She grimaced in pain and even her hair was burned.

Ji Wushuang hurriedly put out the fire, but although the fire in his head was out, the fire in his eyes was still burning fiercely.

Meng Hong snorted coldly: "Why, you dare to provoke me, my cricket spirit, to lose its temper? If I don't explode in your turn, wouldn't that be unfair to your cricket?"

Ji Wushuang: “…………”

Damn, can't she just stop thinking about it?!