Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Many people were surprised and spoke up.

But no one could tell where that unremarkable middle-aged man came from.

"The divine realm is too vast, and there are many talented and extraordinary people. It's normal not to know them."

"These four are quite remarkable, but this is only the first hurdle. The second hurdle is the real test of life and death!"

"Their chances are slim; it mainly depends on Jin Zhennan..."

Everyone started to speak.

"This sea of ​​suffering is nothing more than this..."

At this moment, the middle-aged man who was struggling to cross the river behind Jin Zhennan couldn't help but whisper!

This person is none other than Li Lan!

He concealed his presence and blended in after disguising himself.

Too many people have entered the cycle of reincarnation today, so he went unnoticed and undiscovered.

At this moment, he was experiencing this sea of ​​suffering, but he was somewhat speechless.

Compared to the sea of ​​suffering he himself had endured in his own cycle of reincarnation, the sea of ​​suffering here was utterly insignificant.

These vengeful spirits and evil spirits are, after all, tainted with the aura of reincarnation, and thus impossible for ordinary cultivators to resist, but to him, they are as if they were nothing.

Li Lan had a feeling that if he were to draw a drop of water from his own sea of ​​suffering in reincarnation and drop it here, the sea of ​​suffering here would undergo a qualitative change!

"The cycle of reincarnation controlled by the Samsara Palace... may not be that powerful."

He made his assessment.

Throughout history, reincarnation has always been a focus of research for all parties. He even saw the relics of reincarnation on Mount Tai of the Imperial Star.

It's not surprising that someone created reincarnation within the realm of gods.

However, upon seeing the sea of ​​suffering here, he became even more convinced that the other party's control over reincarnation was certainly not as complete or powerful as his own.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder: if the Samsara Palace's Samsara was not as powerful as his Samsara, it meant that the "person" who created his Samsara must be even more powerful than the Samsara Palace.

Who exactly was that person, and where did he go?

Li Lan has now traveled all over the mortal realm and even reached the divine realm, but he has not found any trace of that person, nor has he heard of him even from Sister Cat or the Big Black Dog.

Where did they go?

These thoughts flashed through his mind.

And this moment.

Ahead, Jin Zhennan had reached the edge of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and he would be the first to cross it.

Under the watchful eyes of the world, Jin Zhennan crawled out of the sea of ​​suffering, and at his edge, a long black and white staircase had appeared...

……

"The second and final challenge: life or death!"

Everyone gasped in surprise upon seeing the black and white staircase.

The divine kings and other envoys sent by other forces also had extremely solemn expressions at this moment.

Throughout history, very few people have been able to reach the second level. There are many legends about this level, but no one knows its secrets. This is an excellent opportunity to observe.

"Each step in this stage means facing life and death. As long as you can step onto one step, you will be considered successful and qualified to enter the Samsara Palace."

Jin Tianchi murmured to himself, recalling the description of this trial given by the esteemed figure in the Samsara Palace.

"Between life and death lies a terrifying, unparalleled, and unfathomable horror. To ensure entry into the Palace of Reincarnation, the only option is to sacrifice the soul of a divine king..."

He stared intently at Jin Zhennan, a hint of tension flashing in his old eyes.

He knew that the Golden Crow Clan had paid a heavy price to ensure Jin Zhennan's successful entry into the Samsara Palace, and even the Burning Dao God King himself had made sacrifices.

Even with guidance from within the Samsara Palace and the assistance of the God King's soul... whether they can overcome the immense terror of the life-or-death crisis remains unknown.

And this moment.

Jin Zhennan looked at the black and white staircase in front of him, took a deep breath, and began to adjust his state.

The steps were made of some unknown material, no more than five feet long and two feet wide, with white vertical surfaces and pitch-black horizontal surfaces.

It looked ordinary and unremarkable, and one could not even sense a trace of the Daoist aura.

But Jin Zhennan was extremely solemn. He remembered the various instructions from the clan elders... Finally, he took a deep breath and took a step forward!