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Eighteenth Layer of the Ghost Gate World
In a realm of chaos.
Countless stars circled around Qin Tian's Crown.
Sharp Sword Radiance pierced through the void.
Bang!
The sword energy shattered the starry river.
Swish!
A glimmer split the ancient world apart.
It felt as if an unprecedented battle was unfolding here.
Walking slowly through the starry sky,
Qin Tian was mesmerized.
Where exactly is this place?
"You've come!"
At that moment, a figure appeared across the starry sky.
It seemed close, yet felt incredibly distant.
"I have arrived!"
Qin Tian smiled and took a step forward, unexpectedly crossing the galaxy and directly appearing on the other side of the starry expanse.
Even he was taken aback.
"This is the place where I fought my last battle and fell. Here, I experienced bloodshed firsthand."
The figure standing in the starry sky smiled as he looked at Qin Tian.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Qin Tian couldn't believe that everything had come so easily.
Could it be that his Heavenly Spirit Cover and the purple aura made him a once-in-a-millennium genius?
Ridiculous!
Although he admitted that he seemed to have a bit of talent for Sword Technique.
However, this was far from his once-in-a-lifetime genius.
"Do you want to know the real reason?"
The figure stood there, gazing at Qin Tian's face, seemingly lost in thought.
"Go ahead!"
Qin Tian replied coldly, looking at him.
"Don't you realize how powerful your soul talent is?"
The figure, radiating brilliant light, still wore a smile.
"I don't know."
Qin Tian clenched his fists tightly.
His subconscious told him that there must be a trick here.
It couldn't be that simple.
Qin Tian was very perceptive, skilled at noticing details that many others overlooked.
This made him extremely sensitive.
He was also very suspicious.
Suspicion was not a negative trait.
Because on such a thorny path,
if one maintained a childlike innocence, they would undoubtedly perish without a trace.
It was suspicion that allowed Qin Tian to survive.
His life was exchanged for the lives of millions in Northern Yan.
To live on.
Not just for himself.
But for them as well.
"Indeed, at this stage, you can still maintain a high level of vigilance. You are truly worthy of receiving my legacy."
Several paces away, a figure enveloped in radiant light slowly spoke.
"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense. I want to enter the Second City and don't wish to waste time here. Do you understand?"
In Qin Tian's hand, the wooden sword shimmered forth.
The surging Sword Qi enveloped Qin Tian, making him appear like a sharp blade.
"Well, since you've brought it up, I won't beat around the bush. Qin Lieyang, come out!"
At that moment, a figure turned to face Qin Tian's right eye.
Under the reflection of the Double Pupil, a world slowly emerged.
Then, a figure began to materialize within that world.
The War God.
Qin Lieyang.
He stepped forward, blocking Qin Tian's path.
"Heh, I didn't expect that my concealment would be discovered by you."
War God Qin Lieyang shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.
Qin Tian took a deep breath, confirming his suspicions.
He.
It was indeed not directed at him.
This was quite normal.
Qin Tian understood best just how good his own talent was.
Looking at the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, perhaps his latent talent was indeed very remarkable. Even when compared to Gong Xueyi, although there was a gap, it certainly wasn't a chasm.
However, in front of this fallen Demon Lord from the Ancient Era, his own worth felt somewhat insignificant.
In the world of cultivation, while talent was undoubtedly important, what mattered most was effort and perseverance.
Qin Tian admitted that his talent was not the most outstanding.
But he would never concede that he would fall short compared to those with greater talent than his.
"Heh, I never expected that after that battle all those years ago, even I would fall, yet you have managed to survive until today. I don't know what significance your choice of him holds, nor do I wish to know.
But what I want to tell you is this: I have been here for so many years, and that's enough! I do not wish to remain here any longer. I have always wanted to pass on my Soul Power to a trustworthy successor."
"I'll ask you one thing: is he worthy of my trust?"
On the other side of the starry sky, that figure trembled violently as it looked at Qin Lieyang.
Then it turned to Qin Tian.
After waiting for so many years, he had long since had enough.
No longer wanting to continue like this, he simply wished to pass on his entire soul legacy to someone worthy of trust.
"He is worthy of trust."
Qin Lieyang did not think for long; almost as soon as the words left his mouth, he had already answered.
"Alright, I believe you. But trusting him right now isn't enough. I'll hand over my legacy to him. From now on, take good care of this kid. If he falls halfway and my legacy is severed because of him, I won't spare you in the underworld."
As soon as the words were spoken, a brilliant light appeared at the center of that figure's brow and suddenly vanished into the starry sky.
In the next moment, it merged seamlessly into Qin Tian's brow.
Before Qin Tian could react from the pain, that figure dissipated with a smile.
Qin Lieyang sighed and nodded.
Seeing Qin Lieyang nod, he smiled even more happily.
Bang!
His figure completely shattered.
A generation of Demon Lord had thus fallen.
Watching his former friend fall with a smile before him, Qin Lieyang felt an immense sorrow.
Yet he had to accept this reality.
He had managed to survive in extreme danger, partly due to luck and partly due to his own strength. However, his strength could only allow him to survive in this manner.
For others, he truly felt powerless.
"Qin Tian, do you know why I said what I did to you before?"
War God Qin Lieyang looked at Qin Tian with kindness.
After the pain faded, a realization appeared in Qin Tian's eyes.
Qin Lieyang did not want Qin Tian to continue on his path.
It was not out of fear that Qin Tian would become the Supreme Dark Lord after obtaining the Future Sutra.
He simply did not want to witness the fall of an old friend.
Without him, even if Qin Tian truly arrived here,
he would merely be an ordinary contender among the countless trials, like sand in a river.
Even if Qin Tian's talent were ten times greater,
it would still be the same.
Because the one the Demon Lord sought had a threshold too high to reach.
Let alone the small Southern Land.
Even when looking at the Central Continent, those super geniuses, like grains of sand in the Ganges,
were not worthy of his attention.
It was precisely because of the arrival of the War God that this former friend, the Demon Lord, let go of his last obsession and passed on his legacy, content to close his eyes.
"I do not know if I can meet your expectations. But I will do my utmost."
Qin Tian was confident that he could trample those so-called geniuses his grandfather spoke of underfoot.
He was confident that in seven years, he would become the Supreme Champion and personally go to propose marriage.
However, he lacked the confidence to meet the expectations of the Demon Lord and the War God placed upon him.
It wasn't that he was cowardly.
Rather, he simply had no idea what the War God and the Demon Lord truly wanted him to do.
The unknown was the most terrifying aspect.
Yet, even without confidence, Qin Tian would continue on his path.
Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, he would give it his all.
"Alright, let's go!"
The War God Qin Lieyang vanished into Qin Tian's gaze.
Then, the world around him shattered into pieces.
It transformed into a bronze token that appeared in Qin Tian's hand.
He then appeared outside the Ghost Gate.
Before him were countless terrified figures.
Qin Tian scratched his head, feeling somewhat puzzled.
When he turned around, he realized that the Ghost Gate had somehow become a ruin.
Above it, all twelve hundred skeletons had vanished.
It turned out that with the fall of the Demon Lord, the trial of the Eighteen Layers of the Ghost Gate had come to an end.
From now on, there would be no more trials of the Eighteen Layers of the Ghost Gate.
Those who had not obtained the qualification to enter the Second City would never have another chance.
This meant that in the future, the Vermilion Bird Region would become a place of inevitable defeat.
As long as one arrived here, they would no longer qualify to step into the mid-section of the Ancient Immortal Path.
Everyone had been stripped of their right to continue onward.
Qin Tian felt utterly helpless.
He had no idea how things had turned out this way.
An unintentional act.
Yet it led to such consequences.
"Little brother, what exactly happened?"
The members of the Heavenly God Palace, who had all received their tokens, approached Qin Tian.
Liu Qiong Yan, with a look of astonishment, stared at Qin Tian in disbelief.
"I don't know either."
To avoid inciting their anger, Qin Tian could only claim ignorance.
"You don't know? The moment you stepped out, the entire Ghost Gate collapsed. It seemed as if that world was destroyed."
Liu Qiong Yan scrutinized Qin Tian with a puzzled expression.
Logically speaking, something unusual must have caused this chaos.
Qin Tian was the last to emerge, and the moment he stepped out, the entire Ghost Gate collapsed.
This was definitely not normal.
"I really didn't know. By the way, can one token transport two people?" Qin Tian asked with a somewhat shy smile.
"No. One token can only take one person," Liu Qiong Yan replied helplessly.
"This token has changed; it seems like it can transport more than one person," someone in the crowd exclaimed.
At that moment, a stir arose among the crowd.
Earlier, someone had jokingly said they would take their friend, who hadn’t received a token, to Second City.
And surprisingly, it actually worked.
Then, everyone who had received a token tried it out.
As a result, many people successfully took two or three others with them.
In an instant, dozens of people departed.
This number clearly exceeded that of the first day.
"Alright, I misspoke," Liu Qiong Yan said apologetically.
Qin Tian was overjoyed; evidently, the last Ghost Gate Token had indeed undergone a change.
He quickly moved away, searching for Xiao Wu in the crowd.
Although he had only known Xiao Wu for a day, he genuinely admired the young man. Coming from a trivial background and making it to the Ancient Immortal Path to meet him was a stroke of fate.
Qin Tian had few true friends, so he cherished this friendship even more.
"Xiao Wu."
When he approached Xiao Wu, the latter was startled.
After all, when Xiao Wu first encountered Qin Tian, he was disguised as someone else.
At that moment, a thin boy of similar age approached him and accurately called out his name.
It was quite frightening.
"I am Shen Tianming?"
Qin Tian smiled slightly.
"So, it turns out you are so young, Senior? Haha."
Xiao Wu recognized from the voice that the person before him was indeed Shen Tianming.
"Yes, I have obtained the token. Since the token has changed now, let's go together!"
As he spoke, he waved to the people in the distance at Heavenly God Palace and crushed the token. In a burst of radiant light, he disappeared from Underworld City along with the happily laughing Xiao Wu.
"Qin Tian, it’s definitely not that simple. I look forward to our next encounter!"
Liu Qiong Yan smiled gently, revealing a set of perfectly white teeth.
"Let's go too!"
With that, the people from Heavenly God Palace crushed their tokens and vanished into Underworld City as well.
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