The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Chen strode forward and came to the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal, where he dropped a drop of blood onto the seal's surface.

Then, his soul was instantly pulled into the Hall of Mirrors.

He stood in the center of the infinitely extending Hall of Mirrors, surrounded by mirrors on all sides.

The first mirror lit up, reflecting the image of him holding a sword for the first time when he was five years old.

His father placed a wooden sword in his hand and said with a smile, "Our Jiang family has finally produced a swordsman."

The second mirror lit up on the day he was twelve years old and climbed to the Golden Summit.

His sword cleaved through the sea of ​​clouds, the mist dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky. The elders at the foot of the mountain looked up at him, their eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

The third mirror lit up when he was sixteen and committed his first murder.

It was a rogue cultivator from the demonic path who plundered a village. He chased him for three days and three nights, and finally beheaded the man with a single sword stroke. He remembered vomiting for a long time afterward.

……

These mirrors depicted warm scenes, filling him with a sense of warmth.

He continued walking forward, and when he reached the middle of the Hall of Mirrors, one of the mirrors suddenly became exceptionally bright.

The image in the mirror was of himself, but it was a version of himself he had never seen before.

He was dressed in a black robe, with a cold and stern face and no emotion in his eyes. The sword in his hand was stained with blood, and there was a mountain of corpses at his feet.

Just as he was lost in thought, the reflection in the mirror spoke: "You will become me sooner or later. Every person you kill will leave a mark on your heart. You think you are doing good deeds, but you are just getting used to killing. The me now is the you in the future."

Jiang Chen stared at the mirror, frozen in place.

He reached out his hand, as if to press it, but ultimately did not.

He walked around the mirror and headed towards the center.

But the instant he walked around the mirror, all the mirrors around him lit up at the same time.

In each mirror, there stood the same figure in the black robe, each saying the same words.

He was surrounded.

His steps began to falter.

He walked to the left, where he saw himself in the black robe.

He walked to the right, and there was another version of himself in black robes on his right.

He wandered around the Hall of Mirrors for a full hour, until he was completely exhausted and his soul was expelled.

"How is it?"

Behind him, the Second Elder of Jiuji Mountain, who was also his master, asked anxiously.

"I failed too!"

Jiang Chen was pale and covered in cold sweat. After speaking, he turned and left, looking completely lost and dejected.

The failure of the Blood Recognition of the Master's Myriad Manifestations Seal left him feeling very frustrated, but the inner demons deep within him were stirred up, making him even more distressed.

The Second Elder of Jiuji Mountain hurriedly followed. He had to help Jiang Chen get rid of his inner demons as soon as possible, otherwise this promising talent might be ruined.

The crowd around them, who were already hesitant, were now even more determined not to try.

As cultivators, who among us, who hasn't had one or more inner demons deep within their heart after all this time?

Normally, these inner demons wouldn't appear, but if they were triggered by the mirrors in the Hall of Mirrors, they could cause anything from mild depression to severe loss of spirit, or even worse, demonic possession.

"I've said it before, no one can successfully bind the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal with their blood."

As Jiang Chen walked away, Xuan Yuan Wuqing spoke up again with unwavering conviction.

"That's before I arrived, before I tried. Now, open your eyes wide and see clearly how I successfully established the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal through blood recognition!"

No sooner had Xuanyuan Wuqing finished speaking than another voice of rebuttal rang out.

The onlookers looked in the direction of the sound again and saw that it came from a man in black robes.

His entire body was covered by a black robe, but from the nine knives he carried on his back, it was not difficult to identify him as the extraordinary assassin codenamed "Night Owl" from the Thousand Kill Alliance.

This person never shows his true face, only his eyes.

His reputation was even greater than Jiang Chen's, and he was even more terrifying. He could be said to be the most dazzling assassin in the Thousand Kill Alliance in the past decade. He had completed seventeen saint-killing missions and assassinated thirteen half-saints and four pseudo-saints.

It is said that his specialty is "silent killing," which can take the life of the target without them noticing, and some people are even laughing before they die.

Even many powerful figures in the Great Wilderness would subconsciously touch their necks when they mentioned his name.

Among the twelve extraordinary assassins of the Thousand Kill Alliance, he is not the strongest, but he has the greatest potential and is the most likely to become the second king-level assassin after the leader of the Thousand Kill Alliance.

He arrived at that moment, and Xuan Yuan Wuqing swallowed the fragrant taste that was on the tip of his tongue.

The Night Owl before them was indeed superior to Xuan Yuan Wuqing in both strength and background.

Xuanyuan Wuqing has a good sense of right and wrong.

He strikes hard against those weaker than him or with less prestigious backgrounds.

He was obsequious to those who were stronger or had a better background than him.

"Senior Ye, I didn't expect you to come in person. I admit I was too confident earlier. With you here, obtaining the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal through blood recognition will be a piece of cake!"

Xuanyuan Wuqing continued to smile apologetically.

In his heart, however, he kept shouting, "I'll watch you get slapped in the face just like Jiang Chen did earlier."

Ignoring Xuan Yuan Wuqing, Night Owl strode forward to the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal and dripped a drop of blood onto it.

The next moment, his soul was sucked into the mirror hall inside, and the mirrors on all sides began to light up one after another.

The first mirror shows his master, a thin old man, teaching him how to hold a knife, how to sneak around, and how to kill with a single blow.

The second mirror shows his first murder. His targets were an incredibly wealthy couple. He spent three days and three nights sneaking up to their bedside and slit their throats cleanly and efficiently.

The third, fourth, and fifth mirrors lit up one after another...

Every encounter was an assassination attempt, and every target died silently.

The images reflected in these mirrors were all calm and uneventful.

As Night Owl watched these scenes, a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips. He thought to himself, "The mirror that stopped countless people from trying to bind their bodies with blood, is this all?"

However, as he walked to the middle of the Hall of Mirrors, one of the mirrors suddenly lit up.

The mirror showed a little girl, about seven or eight years old, with two braids, squatting on the ground crying.

A middle-aged couple lay dead beside them.

The little girl cried her heart out, calling for her father and her mother at the same time.

Night Owl stopped in his tracks. Of course he recognized the little girl; she was the daughter of the wealthy couple from his first mission.

He killed the wealthy couple, but not the child.

He remembered standing behind the little girl for a long time before finally turning around and leaving.

He told himself that he hadn't killed the child, so he hadn't completely become a demon.

Then, the image in the mirror suddenly changed.

The little girl has grown up and is now dressed in a black outfit, standing next to a corpse.

The corpse was wearing the same black cloak as the Night Owl.

The little girl found a token on the corpse, which was engraved with the words "Night Owl".

Her face remained expressionless as she tucked the token into her bosom and turned to disappear into the night.

Night Owl stood there, looking at the mirror. He finally understood that the child he had let go had ultimately followed the same path as him.

He neither killed her nor saved her.

They left her in that room full of corpses, letting her walk alone towards a breakdown.

She hated him, so she became an assassin too.

And if nothing unexpected happens, she will eventually kill him!

His mindset became problematic, his steps became disordered, and his soul was expelled from the mirror hall, which also foreshadowed the failure of the blood oath ceremony!

He stood in front of the Myriad Manifestations Heart Seal for a long time, then turned and left without looking back.

"Let's go up and give it a try. What if we're incredibly lucky and pass the test of the mirrors, successfully binding our blood to the master?"

Ren Pingsheng suddenly spoke up.

Although the probability is very small, even negligible, this level seven magic weapon is right in front of us. If we don't give it a try, we might regret it later.

Beside him, Ta Ye, Li Yourong, and Xiuer all nodded in deep agreement, their faces full of anticipation.

Qin Changye nodded as well.

But before they could even try, someone else beat them to it.

This person is wearing a ghost face mask.

It was Zhou Tianwu.