Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

"Dismantle the first row of tombstones first."

Zhou Xuan did not immediately activate the formation.

He looked at the gray-white path marked by the tattered pages of the register of names, his voice low.

"Entering the Dao ahead of time is not about venturing into a secret realm."

"He proactively submitted his name to the eighth seat."

Qin Wuji stretched his shoulders.

"Then break the pen."

Li Xuance said, "It's not that simple."

Chu Jinglan looked at the end of the path leading to the monument.

"The rules are already waiting for us."

Meng Qianqiu gripped the sword hilt, his smile faint.

"Good wait."

Shen Ye raised his hand.

The four certificates and the name list are hung in front of you.

The black and gold pages opened, and the Thunder Certificate, Sword Certificate, Sea Certificate, and Thousand Autumn Certificate lit up in turn.

A system notification sounded.

[Should we enter the outer layer of the Unnamed Stele Forest: the Witness Stele Path?]

[Note: Those who enter the path will be considered to have voluntarily accepted the inscription.]

Rule 1: Those who wish to enter the path must prove it themselves.

Rule Two: No certificate is established, but the name is inscribed on the monument.

Rule 3: No substitutes allowed.

Rule 4: Witnesses may not leave before the witness tablet is broken.

Shen Ye looked at the four people.

"I heard you."

"I cannot testify for you."

Qin Wuji grinned.

"Who wants you to replace them?"

Li Xuance nodded slightly.

Chu Jinglan didn't speak, but took a step forward.

Meng Qianqiu drew his sword half an inch.

"Walk."

Shen Ye turned to look at Zhou Xuan.

"Open the door."

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath and placed his hands on the array plate.

"The entire Demon Suppression Pass formation has been activated to suppress the outer layer of fluctuations."

"Elder Han, Commander Wei, if the stele path is swallowed up by the enemy, immediately cut down the coordinates."

Han Pojun's voice came from outside the formation.

"clear."

Wei Cang only said one word.

"open."

The array of light fell.

The tattered pages of the register ignited with greyish-white flames.

The next moment, the war room disappeared.

Beneath Shen Ye and the others' feet, a narrow path paved with broken stone tablets appeared.

Both sides are lined with low stone tablets.

None of the monuments had names on them.

Only two words.

witness.

The wind blows from deep within the Forest of Steles.

No sound.

It felt like someone was turning the pages of a book in my ear.

Splash!

Splash!

The first row of stone tablets lit up.

Four steles.

Four patterns, representing thunder, sword, sea, and bone, appear on the surface of the monument.

Qin Wuji's eyes turned cold.

"They're coming for me."

As soon as he took a step forward, black ink seeped out of the Thunder Pattern Stele.

Ink condenses into a sentence.

[Qin Wuji was defeated by the Night King. What proves this?]

Qin Wuji's face instantly darkened.

The inscription on the stele is not asking whether he is strong or not.

Instead, they asked him if he was qualified to be Shen Ye's witness.

If he admits defeat, his testimony will be one level lower than Shen Ye's.

If he does not admit defeat, then he is denying the trial to become king and denying the name of the Night King.

This is the funeral certificate.

Qin Wuji suddenly laughed.

"A defeat is a defeat."

"But just because I lost to him doesn't mean I'm not qualified to stand next to him."

He raised his hand.

The phantom of Emperor Lei Zupeng soared into the sky.

The lightning bolt exploded in his palm.

"I, Qin Wuji, will prove myself to be the Night King, not by winning or losing."

"Thus, with this body of lightning, I have personally witnessed him slay the King's Gate, cut off the King's Finger, kill the Blood River, and destroy the Burial Name."

"My Lei Ren."

"My path is recognized."

"I agree."

boom!

The lightning bolt struck the stone tablet.

The black ink on the monument was twisted wildly, as if trying to nail the four words "Defeated by the Night King" to the ground.

Shen Ye's eyes turned cold.

Night Feather flapped its wings, and the Black Sun Netherfire landed beside the monument, but instead of burning the monument for Qin Wuji, it burned the burial hooks that protruded from the outside of the monument.

Qin Wuji took a step forward and threw a punch.

"broken!"

The Leiwen Witness Stele suddenly cracked open.

The stone tablet did not turn to dust after it shattered.

Instead, a wisp of lightning-colored fire flew out and landed in the register of the four witnesses.

The Thunderclap Stele has been broken.

[The stability of the roster has been improved.]

The second sword-patterned stele lit up.

A line of text appeared on the surface of the monument.

[Li Xuance, your sword heart leans towards the Night King, what is the proof?]

Li Xuance looked at the line of words with a calm expression.

"If the sword's intent is biased, it cannot unleash its power."

The Azure Lotus Sword Deer stepped out.

A blue lotus blooms in front of the monument.

Li Xuance raised his sword.

"I testify against Shen Ye, not because of any personal relationship."

"Simply because I questioned its body, soul, and Dao three times."

He caught it.

"And it shattered my lotus."

After he finished speaking, he thrust out his sword.

The sword light was not strong.

But it's very accurate.

The word "biased" is right in the middle.

Click.

The sword-patterned stele cracked.

The black ink in the stele tried to fight back, but Zhu Jiu caught it from the shadows and dragged it into the Netherworld.

The Sword Proof Monument has been broken.

[The stability of the roster has been improved.]

The third sea-patterned stele trembled.

This time, there were no words written on the monument.

Instead, a pitch-black deep sea appeared.

Chu Jinglan stood before the sea.

In the deep sea, countless voices rang out simultaneously.

"You vouch for him?"

"You have been defeated."

"You once withdrew."

"You're not reconciled."

"Can you prove it's true?"

Chu Jinglan's eyes remained expressionless.

The phantom of the Azure Ocean Demon Whale appeared behind him.

"The ocean embraces all rivers."

"Also remember Baichuan."

"I've lost before, so I remember it more clearly."

He raised his hand and placed it on the monument.

"Shen Ye is the Night King."

"I take the ocean as my witness."

"He's strong; I don't need to embellish his story."

"I testify that there is no need for me to be unwilling to disappear."

The tide suddenly surged backward.

The pitch-black deep sea was pressed back into the monument by the blue ocean.

The stone tablet split in the middle.

Long Yuan stepped forward and smashed the last layer of the monument shell with a punch.

The Haizheng Monument has been broken.

The fourth bone-patterned stele remained untouched.

Meng Qianqiu looked at it.

"Is it my turn?"

The words finally appeared on the stone tablet.

Meng Qianqiu, proud of his swordsmanship, how could he willingly serve as proof?

Meng Qianqiu smiled.

"Your question is even dumber than the previous ones."

He drew his sword.

The illusory image of the Thousand Autumns Sword Bone solidified behind him.

"I am proud, therefore I will not give false testimony."

"I'm not reconciled, so I remember it all the more clearly."

"Shen Ye is half a breath ahead of me."

"Even half a breath is a victory."

The ancient sword fell.

It was not the beheading of the monument.

Instead, he slashed at the illusory image of the Thousand Autumns Sword Bone behind him.

clang!

The sword's ribs clanged.

A ray of jade-colored sword light reflected off the stone tablet.

"I prove my victory through defeat."

"Prove the Night King with the sword's bones."

Is that enough?

The surface of the monument trembled violently.

Hei Mo wanted to write the words "submission".

Shen Ye took a step forward, and the Myriad Beasts Divine Rune lit up.

He refused to testify on behalf of Meng Qianqiu.

Cut off only the hand hidden behind the monument.

A flash of black and gold sword light streaked past.

A grayish-white finger fell to the ground and turned into ink smoke.

Meng Qianqiu's second sword strike landed.

The bone-patterned stele is broken.

The monument that bears witness to a thousand years has been broken.

[The first row of witness markers has been broken: 4/4.]

The four streaks of evidence simultaneously fell into the register of guardians.

The black and gold pages vibrated.

The four certificates are no longer just annotations next to the name, but have been transformed into four nails, nailed to the back of the Shenye King.

The system kept displaying error messages.

[The four-certificate registration system has been strengthened.]

[New effect: Reflection of Fire.]

[Completeness of the Eighth Seat's True Name Fragment: 8% → 14%]

[Resolution of the first stele path in the Unnamed Stele Forest: 35% → 46%]

For the first time, a sound came from deep within the Forest of Steles.

It wasn't the sound of bells.

It was the sound of a pen tip gliding across a stone surface.

sand.

sand.

sand.

Shen Ye looked up.

Behind the first row of broken steles, a fifth stele was raised.

This stele is taller than the previous four.

The surface of the monument is black.

There are four characters written on it.

The gatekeeper has not yet arrived.

Qin Wuji frowned.

"Is there one more?"

Zhou Xuan's voice came with difficulty from outside the formation.

"It's not the four of you."

"It's Lu Chenzhou."

The characters continued to emerge on the black stele.

[A gatekeeper stands guard in the old night, a man dwells in the old city.]

[One's attainment of enlightenment is incomplete until one has entered the path.]

[Without complete documentation, the register should be buried.]

Shen Ye stared at the black monument, his gaze darkening.

The inscription on the monument does not seek Lu Chenzhou himself.

It was forcing him to leave the threshold of the old Jiangcheng.

As soon as Lu Chenzhou moves, the second anchor will be empty.

The eighth seat that really needs to be dismantled is Shen Ye's real name, Anchor.

Deep within the black stele, a pale pen slowly extends, pointing towards the register of four witnesses.

Shen Ye raised his sword.

"He doesn't need to come."

As soon as the words fell, a blade of light, separated by a thousand miles of coordinates, slashed into the monument path from the direction of Old Jiang City.

Lu Chenzhou's hoarse voice then rang out.

"I'll guard the goal."

"That can also serve as evidence."

The words on the black stele suddenly cracked open.