I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

At this moment, within a radius of several hundred miles around the illusory image of the Temple of War, countless cultivators had gathered. The five major sects, their affiliated powerful sects, and even some powerful rogue cultivators had almost all converged here. Various colored lights shuttled back and forth in the sky, and temporary camps were scattered across the ground, bustling with noise, yet carrying a tense and oppressive feeling that a great battle was about to begin.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect's camp was situated on a high hill, its flags flying brightly. As Qin Yuan and Yun Qingyao landed, familiar disciples immediately came to greet them.

"Senior Brother Qin! Senior Sister Yun! You've finally arrived!" a prospective Daoist exclaimed excitedly. "Senior Brother Liu and the others are all inside discussing matters."

Qin Yuan nodded and walked with Yun Qingyao into the largest tent in the center of the camp.

Inside the tent, Liu Suifeng, along with two other powerful Taiyi Immortal Sect prospective disciples and seven or eight core disciples, were discussing something around a simple map. Upon seeing Qin Yuan enter, everyone turned to look.

"Junior Brother Qin, you've arrived!" Liu Suifeng's eyes lit up. "We've heard about the Ice Palace incident. Well done! Young Master Youquan escaped severely injured, greatly enhancing the prestige of our Taiyi Sect!"

The other two prospective Dao disciples, one with a resolute face named Wu Zhan and the other with a refined demeanor named Wen Yuan, also nodded to Qin Yuan, their eyes filled with appreciation and respect. Qin Yuan's demonstrated strength in the Ice Palace was enough to earn them their respect.

"Senior Brother Liu, you flatter me," Qin Yuan said modestly, glancing at the map. "How is the situation?"

Liu Suifeng pointed to several marked points around the illusory image of the Temple of War on the map: "The projection of the Temple of War will solidify in the next day or two. According to the records left by the sect's predecessors and current exploration, after the temple officially opens, the outer perimeter will be a 'trial battlefield,' filled with various restrictions and battle spirit puppets. One must pass the trials to enter the temple's interior. The internal situation is unknown, but each time it opens, a different 'mystic realm of war' will appear, containing opportunities such as inheritances, magic treasures, and elixirs, but also fraught with danger."

He paused, then said solemnly, "This time is different from before. The temple is showing strong unusual activity, which may indicate the appearance of a higher-level secret realm or core inheritance. The five major sects are all determined to obtain it. The Myriad Swords Pavilion is led by 'Sword Nameless,' whose swordsmanship has reached a state of perfection. It is said that he has touched the threshold of 'Sword Intent Profound,' and his strength is unfathomable. In addition to Ling Shuanghua, the Xuantian Sect also has 'Thunder Emperor's Son' Lei Dong, who has been in seclusion and arrived yesterday. His cultivation is also at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his thunder techniques are extremely domineering. The Qingmu Sect has sent its Holy Son 'Mu Changchun' and Holy Daughter 'Mu Wanqiu,' both at the late Nascent Soul stage. It is said that they can fight against peak Nascent Soul cultivators when they join forces. The Netherworld Palace... Although Young Master Youquan is injured, the even more powerful 'Ghost King' Li Wanhun has arrived. He is a direct disciple of the Netherworld Palace Master, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and is skilled in controlling ghosts and refining souls. His methods are unpredictable and ruthless. The Tianyin Valley, Dabei Temple, and other sects also have top geniuses present."

Wen Yuan added, "Furthermore, we must be wary of the powerful figures within those affiliated sects, as well as... the remnants of the Netherworld Cult that may have infiltrated. The Ice Palace incident demonstrates that the Netherworld Cult is active in this realm and has grand ambitions."

Wu Zhan clenched his fist, his fighting spirit soaring: "Who cares who he is? When faced with opportunity, it's all about skill! My Taiyi Immortal Sect has never feared anyone!"

Qin Yuan listened quietly, memorizing the information from all sides. Jian Wuming, Lei Dong, Mu Changchun, Mu Wanqiu, Li Wanhun... all formidable rivals.

"Our Taiyi Immortal Sect, led by Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Wen, and Junior Brother Qin, has four prospective Dao Sons, plus over twenty core disciples. Our strength is second to none," Liu Suifeng summarized. "Next, we need to formulate a preliminary plan. The trial battlefield is extremely vast, and we may be randomly teleported to different areas upon entering. We should agree on several meeting points and emergency contact methods..."

The group began to discuss the matter in detail.

Qin Yuan also joined the discussion, while his gaze pierced through the tent's gaps, fixed on the gradually solidifying, majestic phantom of the temple in the distance. A long-dormant yearning for challenge and opportunity quietly rose within him.

The Temple of War Gods... a trial ground left behind by the ancient God of War?

Perfect timing! I'll test the second level of the "Undying Body of the Universe Stars" and see where my current limits lie.

The holy son and holy daughter of the Green Wood Sect... I wonder, how do they compare to Mu Sangzi?

Just as the Taiyi Immortal Sect was discussing countermeasures.

Inside the center of the Aoki Sect camp, there is an exquisite wooden house made of naturally interwoven emerald green vines.

A man and a woman sat facing each other. The man wore a long cyan-gold robe, with a handsome face and an innate air of nobility and gentleness between his brows. He was none other than Mu Changchun, the Holy Son of the Qingmu Sect. The woman wore a light cyan palace dress, with an exquisitely beautiful face and an ethereal and otherworldly temperament, like a blue lotus in the mountains. She was Mu Wanqiu, the Holy Maiden of the Qingmu Sect.

The two exuded a harmonious aura, faintly conveying the ceaseless cycle of life in plants, clearly indicating that their cultivation methods originated from the same source and that their coordination was extremely tacit.

"Changchun, the Mu siblings have sent word that they have obtained the Thousand-Year Snow Jade Lingzhi and are on their way back." Mu Wanqiu's voice was gentle, like a clear spring flowing. "They specifically mentioned that they owe a great debt to Qin Yuan of the Taiyi Immortal Sect; otherwise, not only would the Lingzhi have been lost, but their lives would have been in danger as well."

Mu Changchun nodded slightly, his gaze gentle: "Qin Yuan... that little fellow who broke through three realms in the Heavenly Pride Gathering? I didn't expect him to have grown to such a level in such a short time. Elder Mu Sangzi back then... sigh." He sighed softly, clearly having heard about some things within the sect, but seemingly unable to say more.

"Elder Mu Sangzi's actions were indeed inappropriate," Mu Wanqiu said softly. "However, since Mu Qinghe and his sister have received Qin Yuan's favor, our Qingmu Sect should also reciprocate. If we meet in the War God Hall, we might as well offer them some assistance."

"Of course." Mu Changchun nodded, then looked at the huge phantom of the temple outside the window, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes, "The Temple of the War God... Legend has it that it contains some clues to the inheritance of the ancient 'Azure Emperor,' which is of great importance to our Azure Wood Sect. This time, we must gain something."

at the same time.

At the Wanjian Pavilion camp, there was a simple stone platform where sword energy soared into the sky.

A young man dressed in black, carrying a sword and resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. His gaze was calm and serene, yet it seemed to contain a sharpness capable of cutting through anything. He was none other than Jian Wuming, the strongest member of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion on this trip.

Beside him, Leng Fengjian Wuhen stood respectfully: "Senior brother, Qin Yuan from the Taiyi Immortal Sect has arrived."

Jian Wuming gazed towards the Taiyi camp, his eyes seemingly piercing through the tents to see Qin Yuan inside. After a moment, he said calmly, "His aura is deep and his physical body is unusual. He's a worthy opponent. I hope his sword won't disappoint me."

Inside a tent in the Xuantian Sect camp, where lightning flickered.

A burly young man with fiery red hair and lightning snakes crawling all over his body sat cross-legged; he was none other than Lei Dong, the son of the Thunder Emperor. Ling Shuanghua stood below him.

"Junior Sister Shuanghua, you said that Qin Yuan broke Youquan's Great Extinction Hand with a single punch?" Lei Dong's voice was loud and clear, like thunder.

"Yes, Senior Brother. I saw it with my own eyes, and his physical strength has probably surpassed the ordinary Nascent Soul stage." Ling Shuanghua nodded.

"Interesting." Lei Dong grinned, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "A powerful physical body? Perfect, my 'Nine Heavens Thunder God Body' needs a tough target to hone! I'll definitely have to meet him in the War God Temple!"