The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

Lou Ying looked at Yun Mo and the other two walking towards him, and simply took out the level nine token from his arms and threw it over.

If he put up even the slightest resistance, he couldn't guarantee that these three wouldn't cripple him outright.

"I really don't understand how you dare to take out your level nine token. Are you just bluffing? You might fool those weaker opponents, but at the end of the Spirit Road, there are no weaklings left." Yun Mo took the token and said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lou Ying could only lower her head, feeling deeply moved. She had thought that by accidentally stealing someone else's level nine token, she would be able to gain more in the Spiritual Path, but unexpectedly, she lost the token in the blink of an eye.

His inflated self-confidence ultimately led him to realize that opportunism is far less effective than merit.

What you gain by luck will eventually be returned by luck, unless you are truly a chosen one.

"Let's go, we're heading towards the central temple too." Yun Mo turned around, handed the two tokens in his hand to Wen Qingxuan and the other person, and smiled.

"I've been waiting for you to say that. I want the divine secrets from the temple!" Wu Yingying clenched her fist and waved it.

"That temple is no ordinary place. It is also a relic. Back then, the five major academies joined forces and put most of the things left over from this broken continent into it. No one knows what they will get from it. Of course, spiritual techniques and divine techniques make up the majority."

Wen Qingxuan looked at her, smiled, and said.

"At the very least, we absolutely must obtain the divine technique."

"You grew up in the Martial Spirit Academy, do you still lack divine techniques?" Yun Mo asked with some surprise.

"What others give you and what you earn through your own efforts are two different things, okay?"

In fact, the three people present were not lacking in so-called spiritual techniques or divine techniques. Yun Mo himself had read countless spiritual techniques, and he had read everything in Qingmu Academy.

Only in this way could he have such a profound foundation.

Similarly, Wen Qingxuan, as a member of a top-tier power on the mainland, would certainly not lack such things given her background.

"Oh, so you used to receive spirit techniques from others when you were little, Miss of the Martial Spirit Academy. My apologies for not recognizing you then." Yun Mo cupped her hands and smiled.

Wu Yingying spat and turned to rush towards the central temple.

……

As they approached the central temple, some people here did indeed share Wu Yingying's earlier idea, choosing to wait and see.

They were just waiting for those with level nine tokens to arrive so they could rob them.

However, those with level nine tokens generally don't reveal their identities on their own initiative. Similarly, the most outstanding figures on the Spiritual Path also spread the word.

Yun Mo and his group were the most formidable among them, after all, they were absolute rulers on that route.

Just like now, some of the trial participants who had seen Yun Mo and his two companions changed their expressions upon seeing Yun Mo arrive near the central temple, turned around and left. Some even nodded slightly as a gesture of greeting, and watched them enter the temple ruins.

"Is this the central temple?"

Yun Mo and Wen Qingxuan entered the radiant temple and began to examine this magnificent architectural ruin.

Rather than calling it an architectural relic, it's more accurate to describe it as a treasure. After the five major academies took control of this relic, they jointly crafted it into a treasure placed on the Spirit Road.

Upon entering, the air is filled with the fragrance of sandalwood. Stepping inside instantly elevates your spirit and energy, as if simply standing here can wash away all previous fatigue.

Furthermore, upon observation, one can vaguely see those jade slips floating in the air, emanating a mysterious aura.

Just then, an old man appeared in the temple and smiled at Yun Mo and the other two.

"Previously, the Mirror of Judgment did not detect your presence on the Spiritual Path for some reason, leading us to mistakenly believe that the Spiritual Path would only be the domain of a few individuals. However, your appearance on the battlefield of the Guardian Land immediately overturned our previous judgment, proving that you are the most talented geniuses on the Spiritual Path."

"You flatter us, senior," Yun Mo and the other two said politely.

"Heh, I just don't know which academy you'll be entering. Oh well, that's your own choice. Take the tokens in your hands and pass through the vermilion gate ahead. Inside, the lowest level of spiritual techniques is quasi-god level."

Yun Mo and the other two smiled and thanked the old man.

They arrived at the vermilion gate, which divided the temple into two parts: the front hall was where spiritual techniques were stored, and the rear hall was where divine techniques were stored.

Without further hesitation, they took out their level-nine tokens and covered the object, allowing it to slowly open and reveal its secrets.

"I'm going to find my own divine technique, Captain Yunmo, Sister Qingxuan. We'll meet outside later." Wu Yingying looked at the gleaming rear hall, took a step forward, and said to the two with a smile on her face.

"Impatient." Yun Mo smiled, nodded to Wen Qingxuan, and then turned to leave.

After that, he walked alone at the back of the temple, wandering around as he pleased.

He has always maintained his original intention regarding the divine secrets.

Accept what you gain with equanimity, accept what you lose with indifference, let nature take its course, and strive for what is inevitable.

It possesses both a carefree spirit that follows nature and a resolute determination to fight for what is inevitable; it is both peaceful and domineering.

Perhaps it was precisely because of his mindset that the divine incantations in the back hall seemed to possess consciousness, slowly drifting past his eyes. At this moment, he only needed to slightly extend his hand to grasp all of these divine incantations in his palm.

However, he did not intend to touch these jade slips that radiated brilliant light, but instead unknowingly arrived at the deepest part of the back hall.

He wasn't pedantic; he wanted to see the whole rear hall.

"These divine techniques don't seem to be any different from what I saw at Qingmu Academy before. Or maybe it's not so much different, but they're all on the same level." Yun Mo habitually rubbed the mark between his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

But at that moment, perhaps because of his touch, the mark between his brows suddenly rippled out, spreading across the space.

As the space rippled, a broken jade disc suddenly appeared before Yun Mo from the endless void, carrying an overwhelming force as it pressed down on his brow.

"What's going on!"

Alarm bells rang in Wen Qingxuan's mind, and she immediately headed deeper into the temple.

Here, what came into her view was Yun Mo with blood seeping from between his brows and his face pale. At the same time, the broken jade disc in his hand emitted a purple imperial aura, enveloping him.

The silvery-white mark and the imperial might that suppressed heaven and earth were locked in a fierce struggle, filling the space around Yun Mo with a sense of oppression, as if it contained the fear of collapse and destruction.

Seeing this, Wen Qingxuan frowned, suppressing a trace of panic in her heart. She reached out to support Yun Mo, who was about to collapse, and asked, "What is that jade disc in your hand?"

Yun Mo turned his head with difficulty, looking at the worry on her face and the jade hand supporting him, and smiled bitterly, "The imperial seal of the ancient Ziwei Emperor."

As soon as he uttered those words, the broken jade disc immediately unleashed an even more terrifying suppressive force, completely covering the two of them with purple light.

"Buzz..."

The two figures disappeared into the back hall, leaving only the jade disc floating slowly. But upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see human figures flickering within the jade disc.