Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 118 Discovery of a Spirit Refiner, Elimination Ceases

Looking at the dark red stone platform not far away, he reached into the pouch at his waist and pulled out a dozen or so throwing knives.

These are all first-tier weapons, which he purchased while practicing his mental power in the Daliang Mountains. They are now coming in handy.

He reached out and threw a throwing knife straight out.

The powerful force turned the throwing knife into a black phantom, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound as it hurtled straight ahead.

However, the flying knife, which had just flown out of the steps and was flying in a straight line, stopped abruptly there. Then, with astonishing speed, it plummeted straight down into the sea of ​​lava below and quickly disappeared from sight.

call out!

Mo Zheng threw another flying knife toward the distant stone platform, but this time, it followed a parabolic trajectory.

The throwing knife spun through the air, its sharp whistling sound echoing incessantly, and flew out of the steps at an astonishing speed.

This time, however, there was no hindrance. It traveled directly through the air and, under Mo Zheng's expectant gaze, crossed three steps in succession. With a "clang," it crashed into the black stone platform and then plummeted straight down.

Despite losing two throwing knives in succession, Mo Zheng was not distressed; instead, his face was full of smiles.

Sure enough, this was exactly what he had expected.

"This third challenge was meticulously designed, but unfortunately, it ran into me," Mo Zheng said with a smile.

He has already found a way to get through the remaining three levels of the Heavenly Ladder.

Although the supreme being who created this Haotian Secret Realm considered everything meticulously, firstly, the strength level required for entering the Secret Realm was set at the Bone and Tendon Realm. Martial artists at this level could not leap across the twelve steps in one bound to reach the stone platform. Secondly, a powerful suction force was set up within the sea of ​​magma and fire; a fall would be certain death. And on each of the twelve steps, there was an opponent; unless one defeated their opponent, it was absolutely impossible to proceed to the next step.

This ensures that those who reach the stone platform are warriors who have overcome all the obstacles he has set up.

However, he still overlooked something.

If someone could use their own strength to climb onto the stone platform, they wouldn't need to land on the steps, thus avoiding triggering the silver figure on the steps.

"That person is me!"

Mo Zheng gazed at the stone platform, then leaped up to the tenth level of the Heavenly Ladder.

Just like the nine floors we had passed before, there was no suction force generated.

This was within Mo Zheng's expectations. After all, he had just tested it with a throwing knife and found that there was no suction force above the steps; otherwise, no one could reach the other step.

Just as his body was about to land on the tenth step, Mo Zheng quickly used his mental power to create an invisible stepping stone about three or four inches away from the step.

He stepped onto the stepping stone, without even touching the tenth step, and then leaped up to the eleventh step.

No abnormalities occurred.

With no suction force generated and no silver figure appearing on the tenth step, Mo Zheng smiled and headed towards the eleventh step.

He used the same trick again, conjuring an invisible stepping stone on the steps once more, and stepped onto it to reach the twelfth step.

"That's it, just a little bit more!"

With his heart pounding, Mo Zheng used his mental power to successfully reach the twelfth step and leap towards the black stone platform.

The stone platform was only three zhang away from the twelfth step, and two zhang high. At such a close distance, Mo Zheng could clearly see the patterns and cracks on the black and red rock wall.

Even with such a short distance, Mo Zheng's heart was in his throat; he was truly afraid that something unexpected might happen.

Who told him to take the shortcut instead of the conventional methods?

Fortunately, he landed safely on the dark red stone platform without any serious injury.

"call----"

Mo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief; only then did the weight on his heart finally lift.

I've finally passed the third level. I wonder what kind of reward I'll get?

With anticipation, he looked at the dark red stone platform, only to find that the space in front of him was incredibly spacious.

The dark red rocky ground stretched into the distance, and what came into view was another magnificent palace. Most of its buildings were hidden in the white mist, and it was not clear. Even the part that was vaguely visible already exuded an inexplicable majesty, as if it were the master of heaven and earth, which made people feel awe.

On the outer wall of the main hall, one can vaguely see many exquisite reliefs, but they are hidden in the clouds and mist and cannot be seen clearly at all.

Mo Zheng looked at the gate, two dark gold doors, noble and majestic. Before these two doors, Mo Zheng couldn't help but feel timid and inferior, which was caused by the influence of the atmosphere and environment.

At this moment, both doors were already open.

"Shall we go in?"

The moment the idea popped into his head, Mo Zheng strode inside without hesitation.

If he doesn't go in, why did he go through all this trouble to come here?

The interior of this grand hall was shrouded in white mist, making it impossible to see clearly what lay within; only a stone tablet stood at the entrance.

The ancient and mysterious characters on the stone tablet mean: "Test taker, you are the 7th person in the past 100,000 years to pass the three tests. You are qualified to join the Heavenly Palace and become a disciple of the Heavenly Palace. You can also choose to give up and leave the Haotian Secret Realm."

Heavenly Palace?

As Mo Zheng read the contents of the stone tablet, he was startled again. Which faction was this? Was it the faction of the supreme being who created this Haotian Secret Realm?

It has existed for 100,000 years, while the history of the Great Yan Dynasty is only a little over 1,000 years!

Moreover, over a span of 6 years, only six people passed these three tests.

However, upon closer examination, Mo Zheng realized that this made sense. The creator of the Haotian Secret Realm was undoubtedly an extremely powerful being, perhaps even a god or demon from mythology. Ordinary people would naturally not be taken seriously by such a person.

As for whether or not to join the Heavenly Palace, Mo Zheng hesitated slightly. However, at that moment, a sudden announcement came: "The twelfth level of the Heavenly Ladder has not been fully tested. Alarm! Alarm! Cheater detected! Eliminate immediately!"

A voice devoid of any emotion echoed through the hall, and judging from its content, it was clearly referring to Mo Zheng.

Mo Zheng's pupils constricted slightly. Was he still going to be eliminated?

He hurriedly ran towards the gate, but it was too late.

boom!

The two dark gold doors suddenly slammed shut with a deafening roar.

The terrifying gust of wind generated by the closing force instantly sent Mo Zheng flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Before he could react, streaks of silver light suddenly appeared on the ground, condensing into silvery-white ropes that, like lightning, quickly wrapped around his head and limbs.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Zheng shouted and tried to break the silver rope by force, but his strength was like a mud ox sinking into the sea compared to the silver rope. Not only did he not break it, the silver rope did not even budge.

hum!

With a flash of silver light beneath the ropes, the five silver ropes suddenly pulled in five directions, causing Mo Zheng's body to straighten instantly. A tremendous pain struck him, almost making him faint.

The punishment for cheaters in this secret realm is a staggering five-horse split!

Mo Zheng was both anxious and angry, knowing that if he fainted at this moment, he would surely die.

However, with his hands and feet bound, he was completely unable to move. His strength was no match for the silver ropes, and it was impossible for him to break free of them through martial arts!

call out!call out!

Suddenly, the two longswords in his hands rose into the air with lightning speed, slashing down at the silver ropes binding him. It was Mo Zheng who was using his mental power to control the longswords in an attempt to save himself.

In this desperate situation, he no longer cared about anything else.

Ding ding ding ding ding————

A series of crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out, accompanied by countless sparks flying up. Yet, despite the attacks of these two treasured and divine weapons that could cut through iron like mud, the silver rope remained completely undamaged, as if it had been struck by a divine weapon!

Mo Zheng, refusing to believe in evil, unleashed another ten or so sword strikes, but alas, aside from making a sound, they had no effect whatsoever.

Seeing this, Mo Zheng already knew that his meager skills were absolutely no match for the silver rope.

The rope tightened more and more, and Mo Zheng gradually lost his breath, feeling that his body had already exceeded its limit and that he would be torn into pieces at any moment.

He was naturally unwilling to accept this, and he wanted to remotely activate his inner energy to try and ignite the heavenly fire on the Crimson Flame Divine Sword to burn it.

Mo Zheng will never yield until death truly arrives.

As for regret?

If you die on the path to becoming stronger, Mo Zheng has nothing to regret.

With the enhancement of Mo Zheng's inner energy, the Crimson Flame Divine Sword suddenly intensified its dark red flames. Just as it was about to fall and scorch the silver rope, an unexpected change occurred!

"A cultivator of spirit refinement has been detected. Elimination halted."

In the empty hall, that emotionless voice rang out once more.

Then, the silver rope suddenly stopped in mid-air, maintaining a state that was about to break Mo Zheng's body, but just a hair's breadth away from doing so.

An invisible wave enveloped Mo Zheng completely without his awareness.

After a few breaths, the invisible fluctuations finally moved towards the depths of the main hall.

Age: 18

[Cultivation Level: Third Realm of Mortal Life]

[Body Structure: Superior]

[Refining Spirit Talent: Superior!]

[The examinee's talent meets the requirements for a special assessment level, thus unlocking the special assessment level!]

The invisible fluctuations, carrying a wealth of information, were instantly transmitted to the unknown depths of the main hall.

Immediately, the five silver ropes binding Mo Zheng vanished without a trace, and Mo Zheng, without any support, fell to the ground.

This height was not enough to injure Mo Zheng; in fact, he even showed an expression of enjoyment, breathing heavily.

For a split second just now, he thought he was going to die!

Unexpectedly, a strange phrase about a "spirit refiner" suddenly saved him from death.

"call----"

Mo Zheng, who had survived the ordeal, breathed heavily and moved his hands and feet. Even though he was strong and had skin as tough as bronze, he still suffered serious injuries from the pulling and tugging.

Suddenly, the white mist in front of them dissipated, revealing a huge stone tablet several meters high.

The stone tablet was entirely silver-white, originating from the same source as the silver rope that had bound him earlier and the silver figure he had encountered before.

On the stone tablet, mysterious characters and human figures appeared automatically, densely covering the entire surface of the tablet.

Mo Zheng glanced over and his expression immediately changed. The graphic depiction on it was clearly a cultivation technique, a technique specifically for cultivating mental power!

Moreover, this mental power technique is far more powerful than the Heavenly River Forging God Technique that he is currently cultivating, and it even contains methods for attacking the enemy's soul!

It can attack the enemy's soul—what a terrifying method!

It is impossible to defend against; it can kill without leaving a trace.

His current mental power is simply not enough to achieve this.

Is this the reward for passing the third level?

Amidst this confusion, the mysterious voice from before echoed through the silent hall: "Examiner, your qualifications meet the requirements to unlock the special level assessment. Once you pass, you will receive an opportunity that countless people dream of."

"The assessment period is one year."

"Within one year, you must master the most basic secret techniques of the Spirit Refiner inscribed on the stone tablet: the Seven Forms of Spirit Refining."

"The method to pass the test is to use your mental power to shatter the stone tablet in front of you. The temple door will not be opened until the stone tablet is shattered."

Mo Zheng subconsciously glanced at the two dark gold doors, which were tightly shut. A terrifying pressure emanated from them; the force of the doors closing had sent him flying. With his current strength and power, there was no way he could break through these doors!

Do I have to stay here for a year?

"During the assessment, the secret realm will provide water and food. If you fail to master the Seven Forms of Refining the Spirit within a year and break the stone tablet, you will be considered to have failed the assessment."

"The consequence of failure is death."

As the mysterious voice faded, the entire hall returned to silence, except for the water and food that had silently appeared on the ground.

Mo Zheng's expression changed drastically.

"Failure means death? And there's a full year-long probationary period?"

A year is a long time, and the price of failing the assessment is death. For Mo Zheng, the price is far too heavy.

Unlike the previous three challenges, although there was still a threat of death, Mo Zheng had prior knowledge of the situation and knew that his strength would not be a problem.

But now, this inexplicably appearing special assessment—who knows how difficult it is!

These so-called Seven Forms of Refining the Spirit seem incredibly complex just by looking at them. Mo Zheng has never encountered them before, and he has no confidence that he can pass through them in a year!

"No, I need to go out. My sister-in-law and Xiao Qiu are still waiting for me, and that Fang Yang guy is still out there having fun!"

Mo Zheng's heart tightened. He knew that there was no way to contact the outside world in this secret realm unless a disciple had passed through the twelve heavenly ladders.

However, even he couldn't get past the twelve-story ladder, let alone others.

If it were delayed for ten days or half a month, perhaps nothing would happen, but a whole year would probably mean that the sect would have already assumed that he was dead!

When that time comes, my sister-in-law and Xiao Qiu will surely be heartbroken. Who will take care of them, these orphans and widows?

Moreover, what if that bastard Fang Yang were to eliminate them completely?

Thinking of this, Mo Zheng couldn't help but feel extremely anxious.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to his family if he were cut off from the outside world for a year.