I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Shen Ming spoke his mind freely, openly revealing his talent.

"Why has it changed?" Xu Lingyue remembered that it wasn't called this before.

Shen Ming smiled but offered no explanation.

Discussions arose during the grand event.

Today, Xuan Tianzi defeated Gu Changge, forcing Taiyi Sect to bow down, and confronted Zhou Mutian, the number one on the Hidden Dragon List.

His glory will be boundless. After today, his fame will far surpass that of Gu Changge. He will be recognized as the invincible second-stage innate realm.

However, the Floating Pagoda is an opportunity that only those at the third level of the Innate Realm, the Yuantai Realm, are qualified to compete for.

Those who stood up and reached the third realm were on average six years older than Shen Ming.

The best among them all wore expressions of doubt.

They acknowledged that the Xuan Emperor's performance was outstanding, but that was all.

When a person reaches a new stage, they only focus on the next stage and often don't care about what achievements others have made in the previous stage.

The Xuantian Sect members all wanted to persuade Xuantianzi to calm down.

However, a martial artist of the same cultivation level as Shen Ming asked, "Can someone at the second level of the Innate Realm also enter the Floating Pagoda?"

Everyone looked at the monk Fatian, waiting for his answer.

"The Dharma nature is one, and the Mahayana is immeasurable. If one can cross the sea of ​​suffering in the second innate realm, one's enlightenment and wisdom are above those of a Buddhist disciple. In the stupa, one's power is no less than that of the third innate realm."

"That's what the monk Fatian said."

The martial artists of the Northern Region could not understand the concepts of "Dharma Nature as One" and "Mahayana Boundless," but they could grasp the general meaning.

"In that case, I can do it too."

Upon hearing this, a resentful cultivator at the second level of the Innate Realm leaped into the air.

The golden sea of ​​suffering was ten zhang above the ground. After the martial artist touched the edge, his body rose into the air and moved through the sea of ​​suffering.

However, the fervor on his face gradually faded, replaced by confusion.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

The monk Wuhua, seated beneath the pagoda, silently recited the scriptures.

"The path of humanity is insignificant. The path of immortals is boundless. The path of ghosts is joyful. At the gate of life, the path of immortals values ​​life. The path of ghosts values ​​death."

The path of immortals is always auspicious. The path of ghosts is always inauspicious. The highest realm is pure and beautiful. A mournful song echoes through the vast sky.

An incredible scene unfolded: the martial artist knelt down in the sea of ​​suffering, his hands clasped together.

"Zhou Tong! Come back!"

His faction hurriedly shouted, "With so many people watching, we can't afford to lose face!"

“It’s alright, once the sea of ​​suffering dissipates, he will land safely,” said the monk Fatian.

Yunxi knew, however, that this martial artist named Zhou Tong was crippled.

From then on, whenever they saw the disciples of Little Western Paradise, they would feel fear and dare not have the slightest thought of fighting.

"Shen Ming! I'm waiting for you to come and settle accounts with me!"

At this moment, Zhou Mutian shouted and leaped into the air.

It's like jumping onto a high platform and landing steadily in a sea of ​​suffering.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

The monk Wuhua continued chanting sutras.

In the sea of ​​suffering, ripples immediately rose, turning into waves.

"The might of Heaven is awe-inspiring, and all living beings submit!"

Zhou Mutian forged ahead without hesitation, and behind him appeared a dazzling, pure white mirror light, which transformed into a celestial mirror.

"The Emperor's Mirror!"

"No, that's not a magic weapon, he summoned a Heavenly Emperor!"

"His special talent is the Heavenly Emperor Realm?!"

Many people exclaimed in surprise, recalling various rumors.

The Heavenly Emperor Realm is an ancient treasure capable of emitting the Nine Annihilation Divine Light.

Zhou Mutian's earlier use of the power of the Heavenly Emperor Realm caused a sensation.

Some believe that the Taiyi Sect possesses fragments of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, which they refined into Zhou Mutian's talent.

"The reincarnation of a spirit is truly extraordinary."

Unexpectedly, the monk Fatian revealed Zhou Mutian's secret.

The reincarnation of a weapon spirit from the Heavenly Emperor Realm!

It sounds much more powerful than fragments or anything like that.

The two Venerables of Taiyi Sect, Sun and Moon, did not deny it, tacitly acknowledging the statement, and exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

Under the pure white mirror light, Zhou Mutian resolutely stepped past the monk Wuhua and entered the Pagoda.

"Excellent, excellent." Monk Fatian lowered his head and closed his eyes, his thoughts unreadable.

The sound of it suggested a sense of excitement at seeing a predator.

With Zhou Mutian demonstrating, the prodigies couldn't contain themselves.

Wang Teng, aiming for the top spot on the Hidden Dragon List, followed closely behind, summoning his own extraordinary phenomena and riding in a jade carriage with a canopy to begin crossing the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Upon closer observation, everyone noticed that Wang Teng was slightly slower than Zhou Mutian, and his face occasionally showed signs of confusion and struggle.

However, they eventually made it through the sea of ​​suffering and into the Pagoda.

In this way, one after another, those at the Yuantai Realm soared into the sky.

The sea of ​​suffering becomes a secondary standard of testing.

Almost all of the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List faced no obstacles.

Those with slightly lower cultivation levels have a very difficult time.

Some gave up halfway, just as the monk Wuhua said: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

At worst, one can kneel in the sea of ​​suffering, chanting incantations.

At this moment, another familiar figure entered the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Xuan Tianzi, Shen Ming!

Is he serious?!

It was thought that after witnessing the fate of Zhou Tong, who was also at the second level of the Innate Realm, this Xuan Tianzi had given up.

The two Venerables of Taiyi Sect, Sun and Moon, had their eyes light up. They couldn't interfere in the Floating Pagoda.

Even though Liang Mingxi was a Sovereign Realm expert, he was unable to intervene.

He absolutely has to go!

Therefore, the Taiyi Sect members supported Shen Ming more than anyone else, wishing he could enter the Floating Pagoda.

The people of Xuantian Sect were on tenterhooks.

Even if Shen Ming manages to cross the Sea of ​​Suffering, there is still Zhou Mutian, a reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, waiting for him inside.

Emperor Xuan, there's no need for that.

The Xuan Tian Sect's higher-ups were uneasy, as Shen Ming always brought them surprises.

But the surprises were all unexpected, a mix of shock and delight that left their hearts reeling.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

The monk Wuhua emphasized the words "I met someone at the second level of the Innate Realm".

He didn't want any more people at the second level of the Innate Realm to appear in the Sea of ​​Suffering, and he wanted to use swift and decisive measures to make others take heed.

The next moment, Shen Ming's golden sea of ​​suffering was seen to surge with towering waves hundreds of feet high!

Shen Ming was like a small boat caught in a storm at sea, in grave danger!

"No return."

Shen Ming strode forward, his expression stern.

He possesses an innate sacred body and Dao embryo, and is unafraid of any unusual phenomena!

With each step, endless wonders unfold beneath the soles of your feet.

Several muffled thuds followed, and the waves of the Bitter Sea shattered.

The sea of ​​suffering before Shen Ming seemed to withstand an irresistible pressure, rolling back to both sides to reveal a broad and deep road.

Shen Ming stepped across the avenue and entered the Floating Pagoda.

"what?"

The crowd, who were waiting to see Shen Ming struggle and go through countless hardships to overcome his predicament, were practically speechless.

No, he just took that step?

Even more outrageous than Zhou Mutian!

"The sea of ​​suffering is about to break!"

That wasn't all; the crowd noticed that Monk Wuhua was swaying in the air, unable to maintain his balance.

The sea of ​​suffering is turbulent and could break apart at any moment.

Who's testing whom here?

Finally, it was the monk Fatian who emitted a beam of Buddhist light, stabilizing the monks Wuhua and Kuhai.

The monk Wuhua was unable to calm down; he stared at the pagoda in disbelief.

The impact he just experienced was unlike anything he had ever felt before; his proud Sea of ​​Bitterness was utterly useless!