Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

These undead souls, which were infected by the endless resentment and evil spirit on the battlefield, were attracted by the breath of living creatures like Luo Qingchen and woke up.

"careful!"

Luo Qingchen let out a low shout and protected the two women behind him.

Although the skeleton soldiers moved slowly, their numbers were extremely large and in a blink of an eye, they surrounded the three of them.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Luo Qingchen's eyes, and the scabbard of the Black Dragon Sword in his hand emitted a black light and smashed hard on the head of a skeleton soldier.

"boom!"

The skeleton soldier's skull shattered, the soul fire in his eye sockets was extinguished instantly, and he scattered into a pile of bones.

However, what surprised Luo Qingchen was.

When the power of chaos attached to his scabbard touched the skeleton soldier, a stream of pure energy actually flowed through the scabbard and fed back into his body.

Although this energy is extremely weak, it does exist.

The power of chaos can actually purify the evil spirits in the bodies of these undead and transform them into their own power!

This discovery cheered up Luo Qingchen.

He no longer passively defended himself, but instead actively rushed into the group of skeletons.

The scabbard of the Black Dragon Sword turned into black lightning in his hand.

Each strike accurately hit the head of an undead.

Every time he crushed the undead, a weak energy would be absorbed and transformed by him.

The injuries on his body actually began to recover at an incredible speed during this strange battle.

Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan also quickly joined the battle.

They discovered that although these skeleton soldiers looked scary, their strength was not that strong, roughly equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stages of foundation building.

However, their bones are extremely hard, and ordinary attacks are unlikely to be effective.

The noise of the battle seemed to have alarmed people deeper in the battlefield.

A roar filled with majesty and anger came from a distance.

Then, the ground began to shake violently.

A ten-foot-tall undead knight riding a gigantic warhorse also made of bones appeared in their sight.

It was wearing a set of heavy armor that was as black as ink and engraved with countless magic patterns.

In his hand, he held a huge spear burning with pale green flames.

The soul fire in its eyes was a deep crimson color, and contained a hint of the wisdom and pressure of a strong man.

"General-level Undead!"

Luo Qingchen's heart sank.

The aura of this undead is far more powerful than those skeleton soldiers, and has reached the late Jindan level.

When it was alive, it must have been a powerful general.

The general-level undead raised the spear in his hand and issued a silent command.

The surrounding skeleton soldiers, as if they had received orders, instantly became orderly, formed a simple battle formation, and charged towards the three people.

The difficulty of the battle instantly increased by several levels.

"We can't get entangled by them, we need to deal with that big guy first!"

Luo Qingchen made a judgment immediately.

Before he could finish his words, Bailing'er in his arms suddenly poked out her little head.

She seemed to dislike the aura emanating from that general-level undead.

The little mouth opened and another crisp dragon roar came out.

The vast dragon power swept out like an invisible wave.

The skeleton soldiers that were charging suddenly stopped moving.

The fire of their souls in their eye sockets flickered violently, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Even the skeletal warhorse ridden by the arrogant undead general neighed in fear and pawed the ground anxiously with its hooves.

It's now!

Luo Qingchen's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

He exerted the power of chaos to the extreme, and his whole body turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards the general-level undead.

"Chaos Sword Art: Splitting the Sky!"

The scabbard containing the power of purification tore through the space and slashed fiercely at the neck of the general-level undead.

The general-level undead reacted very quickly and immediately blocked with his spear.

"Qiang!"

There was a sharp sound of metal clashing.

The scabbard collided with the spear, causing a large amount of sparks to burst out.

The general-level undead, along with his horse, was knocked back dozens of meters by this tremendous force, and plowed two deep grooves on the charred ground.

Luo Qingchen's blood was also boiling due to the recoil force.

What a powerful force!
Just as Luo Qingchen was fighting with the general-level undead.

Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan were not idle either.

They took advantage of the opportunity when the skeleton soldiers were frightened by the dragon's might and began to search the battlefield quickly.

Su Xiaowan found a palm-sized fragment of a formation engraved with complex runes among a pile of broken armor.

The style of the runes on it is very similar to those on the bronze plate of the star map.

Lin Wan'er picked up a small piece of ore that was sparkling with colorful light next to a huge skeleton.

That ore contains extremely pure star power.

They knew that these things might be of great use to Luo Qingchen.

On the other side, Luo Qingchen's battle also entered a fierce stage.

He discovered that this general-level undead was not only powerful, but also retained his superb marksmanship from when he was alive.

Each move was grand and full of iron-blooded murderous aura.

Luo Qingchen did not dare to be careless and perfectly combined the power of chaos with sword moves.

With every collision, he purified the opponent's power while strengthening his own.

As one grew stronger, the other weakened. The aura of the general-level undead began to become weaker and weaker.

The soul fire in its eyes gradually dimmed.

"it's over!"

Luo Qingchen seized an opportunity, and the scabbard in his hand, like a poisonous dragon emerging from a cave, instantly struck the center of the brow of the general-level undead.

There is the core of its soul fire.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

The sturdy helmet of the undead general shattered with a sound.

The red flames in its eye sockets suddenly shrank and then went out completely.

The huge body collapsed with a loud bang, turning into broken bones and dust on the ground.

As the general-level undead fell, the surrounding skeleton soldiers seemed to lose control. The flames in their eye sockets went out and they turned back into a pile of ordinary bones.

The battle is over.

Luo Qingchen was breathing heavily, but the chaotic power in his body was fuller than ever before.

He took the spoils handed over by the two women.

When the formation fragment and the star ore came into contact with the bronze star map plate on his chest, the bronze plate actually emitted a faint light and resonated with them.

"These things... can be used to repair the star map!"

A light of surprise flashed in Luo Qingchen's eyes.

In their eyes, this dead silent ancient battlefield instantly changed from an ominous place to a huge treasure house filled with treasures.

At this moment, a strange energy fluctuation, like a heartbeat, suddenly came from the depths of the battlefield.

The fluctuations were ancient, grand, and filled with an indescribable attraction.

As if calling them.

The three of them looked in that direction at the same time.

Following the energy pulse that was like a heartbeat, the three of them walked all the way to the depths of the battlefield. The deeper they went, the more shocking the surrounding scenes became.

They saw a broken giant sword, and the hilt alone was as big as a small mountain.

They saw an overturned, huge warship made of bones, its hull covered with claw marks and holes.

They even saw a riverbed that had long dried up. What flowed in the riverbed was not water, but a "river of weapons" formed by countless broken fragments of magical weapons.

The brutality of that war in ancient times far exceeded their imagination.

The evil energy in the air became increasingly sticky, almost turning into substance.

Occasionally, some vengeful spirits more powerful than the general-level undead would emerge from the shadows, but they were all under Bailing'er's dragon might and dared not approach.

Finally, after passing through a "forest" composed of giant beast skeletons, they came to the source of the energy pulsation.

It was a crater of unimaginable size.

And in the center of the crater, an ancient palace made entirely of black boulders stands there quietly.

It was in ruins, its walls covered with sword marks and dried black blood.

But it still exudes an unyielding and arrogant aura, like an ancient god who fought to the last moment.

The energy pulsating like a heartbeat came from this hall.

"The Hall of Inheritance..."

Luo Qingchen looked at the palace, and these four words emerged involuntarily in his mind.

He had a strong intuition that there must be some shocking secret hidden in this palace.

The three approached cautiously.

When they were still a hundred meters away from the hall, complex runes suddenly lit up above the tightly closed door of the hall.

These runes intertwined to form a translucent energy barrier that emitted a soft glow, blocking their way.

Then, an old, majestic voice without any emotion sounded in their minds.

"Only those who are destined to be there can enter the trial ground."

"To enter this palace, you need to pass three levels."

"Heart, mind, and strength."

"Those who break through the barrier will be responsible for their own life and death."

"Those who retreat will lose their chance forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qingchen felt a flash before his eyes, and the surrounding scene changed instantly.

The ancient battlefield disappeared.

The ruined temple also disappeared.

He found himself standing in the meeting hall of Qingyun Sect.

Below, Master Xuan Yang and all the elders of the sect were glaring at him.

"Luo Qingchen! You colluded with the devil, stole the sect's treasure, and triggered the restriction of Tianjue Cliff. Your crime is unforgivable!"

Fang Zhenxiong's voice exploded like thunder.

"According to the sect's rules, your cultivation will be abolished and you will be thrown into the Nine Netherworlds Pond, where you will never be able to be reborn!"

The cold iron chains wrapped around him.

The familiar face was now filled with disgust and murderous intent.

A feeling of loneliness and anger, of being betrayed by the whole world, surged into his heart.

Luo Qingchen's eyes turned cold in an instant.

He almost subconsciously wanted to mobilize the power of chaos and tear apart all the hypocritical faces in front of him.

However, just as he was about to take action, a flash of clarity flashed through the depths of his consciousness.

wrong.

All of this is fake.

This is the first level, the Trial of the Heart.

What is tested is his character, to see whether he will be controlled by anger and despair.

Luo Qingchen took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

He slowly closed his eyes and let the cold chains penetrate his body.

When he opened his eyes again, the council hall had disappeared.

He found himself in a vast starry sky.

Countless stars were slowly moving around him.

Each star represents a truth of heaven and earth, the embodiment of a law.

Countless extremely complex runes flooded into his mind like a tide.

This is the second level, the Trial of Will.

What is tested is his understanding, and whether he can find the only path to the truth among the vast amount of information.

Luo Qingchen was not flustered.

He sat cross-legged, his mind completely immersed in the starry sky.

He did not force himself to memorize the runes, but instead tried to feel the flow of the most original "Tao" represented by them.

The chaotic power in his body produced a wonderful resonance with the starry sky.

Because chaos is the source of all things.

At the same time, Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan were also trapped in their own trials.

Lin Wan'er saw her own sect being attacked and her relatives and teachers falling in a pool of blood one by one. She had to make a choice between revenge and protection.

Su Xiaowan saw the supreme inheritance of talismans that she had always dreamed of, but in order to obtain it, she had to give up her most important partner.

They are all struggling in pain and making choices in confusion.

Just when they were about to be swallowed by the illusion.

Two gentle yet firm forces suddenly came from the outside world and injected into their sea of ​​consciousness.

It’s Luo Qingchen.

He had taken the lead in breaking free from his own trials and was helping them in return.

"Keep your heart true to yourself and don't be fooled by appearances."

His voice, like a morning bell and an evening drum, struck in the hearts of the two women.

Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan's bodies trembled, and their eyes instantly regained clarity.

When they emerged from the illusion, they found themselves still standing in front of the palace.

However, both of them broke out in cold sweats.

Luo Qingchen, on the other hand, looked at them calmly.

"There is one last step."

As soon as he finished speaking, three human-shaped shadows that looked exactly like them suddenly condensed on the energy barrier in front of him.

These lights and shadows not only look the same as them, but even the aura they exude is exactly the same.

This is the third level, the Trial of Strength.

What is tested is their strength and their ability to collaborate.

"Do it!"

Luo Qingchen let out a low shout and rushed forward first.

A strange battle begins.

They were facing an enemy with equal strength and identical fighting skills to themselves.

Every attack and every defense was perfectly predicted and resolved by the opponent.

The battle soon reached a stalemate.

"This is not the way to go!"

Su Xiaowan shouted anxiously.

"They have no emotions, no weaknesses, and will only fight in the most efficient way!"

Luo Qingchen's brows were tightly furrowed.

He discovered that his power of chaos did not give him any advantage when facing this "himself" who also used the power of chaos.

"Since you can't defeat yourself, then...surpass yourself!"

A flash of enlightenment flashed across Luo Qingchen's eyes. (End of this chapter)