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After lunch, Qin Le and Chen Yun went to the training ground together.

In the center of the field, a similar arrangement to that of the last test explosion was once again presented: a massive metal pillar, over three hundred meters long and teeming with spiritual patterns, lay quietly, next to which was a piece of test iron engraved with protective array patterns, said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from an Earth Immortal.

After placing the two items properly, Chen Yun and Qin Le retreated to a safe position at the edge of the training field. Then, Chen Yun took a deep breath and called out to the air:

"Hey expert! Someone come out and take a look—I upgraded it!"

He was naturally calling for Nezha. Only Nezha could make an accurate judgment about something of such power.

"Hurry up, I'm busy here."

A palm-sized phantom of Nezha appeared in response, his tone carrying a barely perceptible urgency.

The war in the Heavenly Realm is intense, and these front-line generals have been working non-stop these days, with almost no time to spare.

Without wasting any words, Chen Yun pressed the detonator in his hand.

The spiritual patterns on the surface of the giant pillar ignited instantly, turning from dark red to blazing white—

boom--------!!!!

A deafening explosion tore through the air, and pure white light instantly engulfed everything in sight. The shockwave that followed even caused the protective light barrier surrounding the training ground to ripple violently.

The deafening roar of the explosion had not yet completely subsided, and the blinding white light still filled the sky and earth. Nezha's voice, however, had already penetrated the thunder and clearly reached Qin Le and Chen Yun's ears:

"Interesting. Its power is roughly equivalent to a full-force attack from an early-stage Celestial Immortal. We'll discuss the details later; I'm leaving now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nezha's phantom image vanished silently, as if it had never appeared at all.

"Hehe... Qin Le, did you hear that?" Chen Yun couldn't hide his smugness: "You've reached the Celestial Realm!"

Qin Le smiled as well: "Indeed, quite good. Approximately what's the utilization rate of the power of laws?"

"I'd estimate... around 50% or 60%," Chen Yun thought for a moment. "It should be able to improve further."

Chen Yun's research on the power of laws is still in its early stages. The power of the truth before him is far from the full extent of the power of laws.

If it can be fully controlled and released, its power can be increased to an even higher level.

"Then let's continue." Qin Le nodded, then asked, "Have you used up the power of laws I gave you before? If not, I'll give you some more."

He was also very curious about how far Chen Yun's path of cultivating immortality through technology would ultimately lead.

A truth at the level of a Golden Immortal?

It sounds pretty exciting.

"There's still plenty left. Ask me for more when you're done." Chen Yun waved his hand.

He always used only a trace of the two laws of power Qin Le gave him during his research, being extremely economical. Only this test explosion used a larger amount.

About fifteen minutes later, the all-consuming white light finally dissipated slowly.

The two immediately looked toward the center of the explosion—it was completely empty.

The original spot where the test iron was placed now only has a shallow pit left, melted by the high temperature. The bottom of the pit shimmers with dark red, not yet fully cooled, glassy material.

With a sweep of his eyes, he finally spotted a small, fist-sized, twisted, deformed remnant that could barely be identified as metal in the far corner of the training field.

"Tsk tsk, the power of a celestial being... it's no joke." Chen Yun looked at the remaining debris, still shaken.

Fortunately, the test explosion was only conducted after Qin Le returned; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

When he created the first generation of Truth, if his father hadn't been there to keep things under control, that Truth would have blown up the star beneath his feet.

"Alright, that's a good result. Go back and keep working on it." Qin Le smiled and patted his shoulder.

He genuinely admired Chen Yun's ability to conduct research that was both imaginative and grounded in reality.

"Absolutely! Let's figure out the power of the laws first!" Chen Yun said confidently and with high morale.

The two left the training ground, and Chen Yun went straight back to his workshop. Qin Le, on the other hand, continued to wander aimlessly around the academy.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the Tower of Babel.

As its name suggests, this tower leads directly to the trials of heaven. The tower has nine levels, corresponding to the nine realms below the level of a sage.

For over five hundred years, no one has been able to break through the fifth level corresponding to the Earth Immortals and enter the sixth level where the Celestial Immortals reside.

The only person to hold the record for entering the fifth level is that peerless genius who comprehended the laws more than three hundred years ago and successfully hunted down a domain lord in the actual college entrance examination.

Each level of the tower is filled with one hundred waves of Chaos Beasts. Challengers must defeat all one hundred waves in one go to advance to the next level.

To mitigate the effects of continuous combat, players will receive five days of rest after clearing each floor before attempting another challenge.

Rankings are based primarily on the floor number, and within the same floor, the wave of advancement is considered. The top 100 will receive academy rewards.

The reward rules are similar to those for the defending champion, and are refreshed every ten days. Those who have already received a reward must wait until the next semester to participate again.

Qin Le looked up, his gaze sweeping over the massive light screen ranking list standing outside the tower. Several familiar names came into view:

Lu Qingshuang, fourth floor, seventh wave, ranked third.

She directly challenged a level higher than herself, breaking through to the fourth level of the corresponding Refining Emptiness and Integrating Dao realm.

Qin Le was not surprised—it is extremely difficult for cultivators to fight each other across levels, but it is not entirely impossible to deal with mindless chaotic beasts by relying on exquisite spells and tactical coordination.

Moreover, the Chaos Beasts on this level do not yet possess the troublesome Chaos Qi defense of Earth Immortals. As long as their defenses can be broken, there is a chance.

My gaze shifted downwards, and I saw:

Chu Xiaonan, fourth floor, first wave, ranked tenth.

Wang Zhiheng, fourth level, second wave, ranked eighth.

Chen Yun, fourth level, third wave, ranked sixth.

Li Yanran, third floor, 100th wave, ranked seventeenth.

Clearly, the first batch of students at the Refining Void and Dao Integration Realm have already claimed their rewards, and now it is the stage for experts at the Refining Spirit and Returning to Void Realm to compete.

Qin Le was slightly curious: With the strength of Lu Qingshuang, Chen Yun, and Wang Zhiheng, they could have squeezed into the top 100 in the first batch, so why did they wait until the second batch to make their move?

Qin Le couldn't figure out what the three people were thinking.

However, while the ranking does not affect the rewards, the academy has another special incentive: anyone who successfully enters the fifth level during their student years will receive a lecture from the Jade Emperor.

This honor has been bestowed upon only one genius from three hundred years ago in the past five hundred years.

Just then, a gentle, smiling voice came from behind:

"Junior Qin Le, you're also here to challenge the Tower of Babel?"

Qin Le turned around and saw Tang Chen, who was carrying a long sword and had an otherworldly air about him.

"No idea," Qin Le said with a smile, shaking his head. "Just wandering around, and happened to come across this place."

"I see." Tang Chen smiled, his gaze shifting to the towering Tower of Babel, a hint of fighting spirit flickering in his eyes. "Then I'll go in and sharpen my sword."

"Good luck, Senior Tang Chen!" Qin Le offered her blessings.

"Thanks." Tang Chen nodded, said no more, and turned to step into the tower gate.

He had already received awards, but the academy did not forbid students from repeatedly taking on challenges to hone their skills. Some people are simply adept at seeking breakthroughs in battle.

Tang Chen is undoubtedly one of these types.

Qin Le took one last look at the dazzling Tower of Babel, then turned around and slowly strolled back the way he came.

He had no intention of taking on the challenge for the time being. If he really wanted the reward, he could wait until the end of the semester, when everyone else had received theirs.

Anyway, those rewards were useless to him, and in the end, they would mostly be lent to Chen Yun, Chu Xiaonan and the others.

After all, for him, immortality was already attained, and the Great Dao was in his grasp.

These external things are far less interesting than watching your friends move forward step by step.