Post-Apocalyptic: Unlimited Resources, Neighbor's Wife and Sister Beg for the Door to Open

The hall master did not come.

Instead, they gave a single sentence.

"As long as the merits far outweigh the blood debts and karma, you can pass the test."

Killing millions of people is nothing in itself.

Many ordinary generals have a record of killing more than a million people.

Lu Zheng simply killed a little more people.

But he saves more people and his spiritual practice is not affected by blood debts and karma.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, congratulations on passing the first test at Tianxin Lake." Ding Xuan stepped forward, his tone much more solemn than before. "Please follow me to the second test—'The Mortal World Inquiry Formation'."

Lu Zheng walked calmly out of the Tianxin Lake area. The lake water returned to its clear and calm state the moment he left the shore, as if the thrilling clash of red, black and gold had never happened.

He nodded and followed Ding Xuan and Feng Yi, flying into the depths of the mountains.

Before long, the three landed at the entrance of a valley shrouded in mist.

At the entrance of the valley stand two ancient stone beasts, exuding an aura that calms the mind.

The valley was shrouded in mist, obscuring the specific scenery. One could only vaguely sense the complex emotional fluctuations contained within, such as joy, anger, sorrow, greed, hatred, and resentment, like a thick soup boiling.

"This is the 'Valley of Mortals'. The array within the valley can stir up the deepest obsessions, desires, and fears within cultivators, constructing an illusion that is almost real."

Feng Yi said solemnly.

"Fellow Daoist Lu must enter the valley alone and stay there for a full hour. If you can maintain a clear mind, not be misled by the illusion, not be trapped by your obsessions, and walk out safely, you will pass the test. If you lose your composure and fall into the illusion, the formation will warn you, and we will take action to awaken you, but the test will also be considered a failure. Remember, illusions are all created by the mind, and the way to break the deadlock also lies in your own mind."

For someone like Lu Zheng who joins the sect halfway through his career, the immortal sect needs to put him through multiple tests to prevent evil spirits and heretics from causing chaos.

Lu Zheng nodded without hesitation and stepped into the thick fog, his figure instantly swallowed up by the surging mist.

Ding Xuan and Feng Yi stood outside the valley, each taking out an array plate. The plate shimmered with light, reflecting blurry fragments of the scene inside the valley.

This is the core of the monitoring formation. Although it cannot fully reveal the specific experiences of those attempting the challenge, it can sense the intensity of their mental fluctuations.

Inside the valley, the scenery before Lu Zheng's eyes changed rapidly.

In that instant, he seemed to return to the moment when he first obtained the dimensional space. Faced with mountains of resources, he felt a greedy desire to possess everything. Countless voices tempted him to hoard everything and enslave all living beings.

His eyes turned cold, his mind turned to ice, and the aura of the dimensional space trembled slightly, shattering the illusion of greed like a bubble.

Then, he saw Xia Qingmei, Melanie, and other women, who were either resentful, seductive, or accusatory, weaving a trap of tenderness and betrayal.

Lu Zheng remained calm. These feelings were more of an added bonus than an indispensable bond for him.

He knew perfectly well what he wanted.

That was power—the power to control everything, the power of complete freedom. The images of the women in the illusion gradually faded away.

Each illusion points directly to his deepest or shallowest fears and desires, constructed with unparalleled realism.

Even a typical Golden Core cultivator, with a firm Dao heart, would inevitably struggle and be tormented by this, their mind and spirit in turmoil.

However, Lu Zheng's experience was too unusual.

He was already accustomed to traveling between different worlds, having witnessed the cruelty of the apocalypse, the bizarre and fantastical, and the conflicts of martial arts. He had personally created mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had also saved countless lives. His will had long been tempered into something as tough and unyielding as refined steel.

More importantly, his tenth-order dimensional space ability gave him a transcendent "anchor point"—no matter how real the illusion was, he could always clearly perceive his incredibly stable dimensional space core that connected several worlds, like a lighthouse in the darkness, allowing him to always maintain a "real" perception.

For an hour, under the tense gaze of Ding and Feng outside the valley, the light spot on the array plate representing Lu Zheng's mind fluctuated occasionally, but remained stable at a relatively high level and never touched the warning threshold.

As the mist in the valley began to swirl rhythmically, forming a passage, Lu Zheng calmly stepped out from it.

His complexion was normal, his eyes were clear and deep, showing no signs of fatigue or confusion, as if he had just taken a walk.

Ding Xuan and Feng Yi's eyes no longer showed surprise, but also a sense of solemnity and appreciation.

This young man is not only decisive in killing and has profound merit, but his steadfastness in the Dao is simply unbelievable!
They were well aware of the power of the "Red Dust Heart-Questioning Array," and those who could pass it so easily were rare even among Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Lu's unwavering resolve is truly admirable."

Ding Xuan praised sincerely.

"Please follow me to the final challenge, the Forest of Ten Thousand Laws Stele."

The third stage takes place atop a solitary peak brimming with spiritual energy.

The summit was leveled, forming a wide platform on which thousands of stone tablets of varying sizes and materials stand.

Some stone tablets are simple and unadorned, covered with the marks of time; some are crystal clear and shimmering with light; some are as black as ink, exuding a sharp, sword-like aura.

Each stone tablet exudes a unique Taoist charm, some as fiery as fire, some as gentle as water, some as solid as a mountain, and some as ethereal as the wind; they are diverse and all-encompassing.

"This is a forest of steles formed from the insights and imprints left by the sages and great masters of my Xuantian Dongxiao Palace throughout the ages."

Feng Yi explained, his tone filled with pride.

"It contains the true meaning of many methods, such as swordsmanship, alchemy, talismans, formations, five elements techniques, and soul secrets, with varying degrees of depth. The third test examines comprehension and destiny."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you need to choose a stone tablet to comprehend within three hours. If you can comprehend the basic form of a complete technique or gain a clear insight into cultivation, you will pass the test. Of course, the deeper your comprehension, the more valuable it will be, and the more beneficial it will be to your future cultivation. You may choose a stone tablet yourself."

Lu Zheng's gaze swept across the vast forest of steles, finally settling on a stone tablet. His golden core trembled, clearly indicating that this was his opportunity.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged and, using his powerful spiritual and spatial abilities, including the stone tablet, a spell entered his mind.

The True Technique of Divine Firmament Thunder Control

It can also be called the "Divine Firmament Thunder Control Sword Technique," a legacy left by a great cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending Realm, which points directly to ascension.

As he was comprehending the sword technique, the Divine Thunder Sword Domain was automatically released, and one after another, the Purple Cloud Swords flew out, hovering above his head, forming the shape of the Great Five Elements Divine Thunder Sword Array.

Thunder roared and lightning flashed in the sky, the oppressive force as if someone were undergoing tribulation.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many big shots. Among them, deep in the Xuan Tian Dong Xiao Palace, there was a celestial mountain cave with spiritual energy so rich that it turned into a tangible spiritual liquid.

A woman dressed in a plain white Taoist robe with flowing clouds, possessing a cool and aloof temperament and a face so perfect it seemed otherworldly, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and then her figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly appearing in mid-air.

When Ding Xuan and the other man saw her appear, they quickly bowed.

"See the real king!"

This person was none other than Xuan Yun Zhenjun, one of the True Monarchs of the Transformation Realm in Xuan Tian Dong Xiao Palace, and Jiang Panxi. (End of this chapter)