In my cultivation journey, I completely crushed a group of chosen ones.

"The apprenticeship assessment has officially begun."

People flocked to their preferred sects.

Di Changqing led them, following the crowd, watching as the various sects began their operations.

Di Changqing instructed, "Once you're in the sect, you must cultivate diligently."

Don't act impulsively; think things through carefully and consider all aspects before taking any action.

Everyone knew the gravity of the situation: "Third Uncle, we understand."

On the Tongtian Road of Wendao Mountain, a silver river, shining with mysterious light, meanders down from the sky.

Countless seekers embark on this unknown path with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation.

Those who possess spiritual roots, upon stepping into the Path to Heaven, are greeted by a dazzling light beneath their feet, as if in a mysterious resonance with the heavens and earth.

This light was like a key, unlocking the first door to their path of cultivation.

For those without spiritual roots, the path to heaven remains dim and inaccessible; they cannot ascend, as if an insurmountable barrier blocks their way.

They could only turn away silently, filled with disappointment and regret.

Di Qingci was among them. Thick, leaden clouds filled the sky, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

I felt an unprecedented pressure.

The crowd's steps grew heavy, each step feeling like a struggle against an invisible force.

The people on the Path to Heaven were like countless ants, constantly moving towards it.

Several figures stood out, their steps steady and even as they climbed upwards.

Di Qingci stopped looking at others and struggled upwards step by step.

A gentle breeze quietly drifted into the inner world of the seeker of truth.

Looking at her past life, Di Qingci had no regrets. Her parents and siblings took care of her.

She had no regrets, knowing she could meet him again in the illusion.

Goodbye, Mom and Dad, dear family.

With a wave of his hand, he shattered the illusion. Looking up, he saw an endless sky. Di Qingci lowered his head and continued climbing.

As time went on, exhaustion and pain began to gradually erode everyone's physical and mental well-being.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, his legs felt as heavy as lead, and every breath became incredibly difficult.

The crowd seemed to be in a fantasy world, a world where they possessed their deepest desires: power, wealth, and love...

Various temptations flashed before their eyes. Some people were misled by the illusion and lost their way.

Having seen through the illusion, they remained unmoved and steadily moved forward.

The test of humanity is like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the depths of the seeker's soul.

On the path to heaven, some continued to climb, while others stood still.

The fear in one's heart is magnified infinitely, and dark memories follow one like a shadow.

After five thousand steps, the illusion became even more real, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion; some people began to waver.

Looking at the seemingly endless mountain road ahead, they felt an overwhelming sense of despair.

"This is simply impossible to accomplish, I'd better give up."

Some people murmured under their breath, those who had given up, their figures disappearing on the Path to Heaven.

By the time they realized what was happening, they had already been thrown down by Tongtiandao.

But many more gritted their teeth and moved forward step by step.

Even when their feet were cut by sharp stones and bled, they did not back down.

He had only one belief in his heart: to pass this test and become a disciple of a cultivation sect.

Some disciples persisted for five thousand steps, which was already their best effort, and they were able to reach the threshold for entering the sect.

Those who could no longer persevere then appeared at the sect's disciple recruitment area.

The elders who accepted the apprentices remained calm and composed.

The elder in charge stepped forward and looked at these people: "You have all passed the most basic postgraduate entrance examination."

Become a menial disciple of the sect, prepare yourself, or say goodbye to your family; time will not be served.

Those on the Path to Heaven continue, and the weaknesses of human nature are further explored.

Negative emotions such as greed, jealousy, and selfishness constantly impact people's hearts.

People with a firm will naturally persevere, grow through trials, and hone their will.

Another group of people has come down. The elder nodded: "Eight thousand steps is considered excellent, and they can enter the outer sect."

At the 10,000-step mark, the test had reached an unprecedented level of intensity.

The pain in one's heart is like being pierced by a thousand arrows; the allure of illusions drives one to the brink of madness; and the struggle of humanity plunges one into despair.

Then another batch came down, and this time, the elders were a little flustered.

"Not bad. If you can persist for 10,000 steps on the Path to Heaven, you can be considered excellent. You can enter the inner sect."

These people were soaked to the bone, and when they looked up and saw that others were still persevering, they were filled with envy.

Several figures, in particular, were chasing each other on the Path to Heaven.

Di Qingwan and the others have completed the tests and are able to enter the inner sect.

Now only Emperor Junlin and Emperor Qingci have not yet come down.

Yun Xiyue was very anxious and paced back and forth.

Di Changqing looked at Tongtian and said, "Xiyue, don't go anymore. You're making my eyes blurry. Qingci is very outstanding. We should be happy for her."

After 15,000 steps, they had surpassed themselves and become true powerhouses.