System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

After an unknown amount of time, the time it took for Chen Xuan to reassemble his physical body after each death became longer and longer, up to a full 20 breaths. However, in return, he could now withstand the siege of gods and demons for 10 breaths.

"Their coordination is clearly flawed. However, my resurrection intervals are getting longer and longer, and I can feel my mental strength and soul weakening. I'm afraid if I die three more times, I'll be completely removed from this battlefield."

As Chen Xuan summarized, he replayed the scene of the siege in his mind. The flames of unwillingness in his heart burned brighter and brighter. He forgot about time and was not afraid of death. He was only eager for battle. He drove his lightning-fast steps and lightning wings and once again charged towards the gods and demons.

After a fierce battle, and finally being blown apart, the yellow mist around Chen Xuan could no longer gather.

The next moment, his physical consciousness returned to the original shattered yellow stone tablet.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes, looking at everything before him in confusion. The perfectly intact, mirror-like yellow stone tablet reappeared. He muttered to himself, "What happened? Could it be that my consciousness just now..."

As I was pondering, the mournful voice of that woman rang in my mind again: "Trial participant, you are quite good. You were able to revive more than thirty times in the eighth space and withstand the attack of thirty-six of the lowest-level gods and demons for fifteen breaths. It's just a pity..."

His words were full of regret, and Chen Xuan was completely confused. Just as he was about to ask more questions, the space and time around him suddenly distorted.

When Chen Xuan opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the sect leader's square of the Xuanxiao World.

At this moment, Chen Xuan was still immersed in the strange and brutal trial he had just experienced, unable to recover for a long time...

By the time Chen Xuan realized that he had been sent away by the Nine Heavens Sword Realm Map, there were not many people left in the square in front of the sect leader's hall.

Those who remained were all people who cared about him, such as Qinglian, Fengyue, Tianshuang, Piaoxue, and acquaintances like Xuanxuan and Mingheming. The headmaster and the Dragon Breath Grandmaster were also there.

"You actually managed to stay in the Sword Realm Diagram for five days, that's against all common sense! The Sword Realm Diagram has been passed down for over 100,000 years, and no disciple in any dynasty has ever been able to stay inside for more than three days, let alone five." The senior disciples all looked at Chen Xuan with astonishment.

Chen Xuan quickly nodded in response: "I'm sorry to have worried you, Grandmaster. I encountered a minor accident during my training, but fortunately it wasn't very dangerous."

The secrets within the Sword Realm Diagram must never be revealed to outsiders according to the rules. Even though Grandmaster Dragon Breath and the others were full of curiosity, no one asked them in detail in public.

Seeing her master return safely, Bai Li excitedly pounced over and transformed into a bracelet, wrapping it around Chen Xuan's arm.

Wang Kaixuan also stepped forward and looked Chen Xuan up and down. Seeing that he was breathing steadily and was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Dragon Breath Immortal gave Chen Xuan a deep look, then quickly formed complex hand seals and pointed towards the Sword Realm Map high in the sky.

The void around the Sword Realm Diagram instantly distorted and vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Grandmaster Longxi said loudly, "This sect gathering has come to an end. The Ancient Road to the Immortal Realm will arrive in two years. If you wish to participate, you should focus on your cultivation and improve your strength in these two years. If you do not wish to participate, that is fine too. After all, this journey is extremely dangerous. Although there are opportunities, you must risk your life. It is all up to you to choose."

The senior disciples all bowed in respect.

After Grandmaster Longxi and Master Uncle left, only Chen Xuan and his group remained in the square. Senior Sister Piaoxue, Senior Brother Jianxin, Senior Brother Yunyi, and other senior disciples walked towards Chen Xuan, their words full of curiosity and inquiry.

Chen Xuan smiled and, picking out the parts he could talk about, revealed some of the brutal scenes of the internal power struggle.

Senior Sister Piaoxue had previously had the opportunity to enter the eighth level of the Sword Realm Map, where she was also besieged by thirty-six demon gods. Unfortunately, she only revived ten times before her mind and spirit were worn down, and she gained very little.

Upon learning that Chen Xuan had been moved to the eighth floor, the senior disciples, including Qinglian, Jianxin, Yunyi, and Piaoxue, all cast sympathetic glances their way. In their view, Chen Xuan probably hadn't gained much valuable experience on this trip.

So everyone offered words of comfort.

Chen Xuan was somewhat bewildered by the comfort he received, but in reality, he had gained a great deal from this trip.

To have fought against thirty-six powerful individuals whose strength was comparable to that of Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals, and to be able to revive from the dead an infinite number of times—such combat experience is hard to find even with a lantern, and cannot be bought with money.