He stood there calmly.
Watching the illusionary flas before him burn fiercely.
After a hundred breaths, Chen Daoqing broke free from the illusion, dripping with sweat and exhausted, then looked towards Wen Jiu’s direction.
"Fellow Daoist Wen has also caught up." Chen Daoqing wiped the sweat from his face and sat down tiredly on the ground.
The pain brought by the illusion just now was too real.
He almost couldn’t bear it.
Fortunately.
He endured the hundred breaths.
But as ti passed, after resting for a hundred breaths, Chen Daoqing suddenly noticed that Wen Jiu was still silent.
No cries of pain.
Not the slightest change.
"Fellow Daoist Wen’s will... is too enduring, isn’t it?" Chen Daoqing was a bit surprised, and then a trace of curiosity grew in his heart.
The longer he waited, the more astounded he beca.
The longer he waited, the more unbelievable it seed.
Wen Jiu was still silent.
As if standing there unaffected.
If it weren’t for his Divine Sense sensing that Wen Jiu had entered the illusion, he would have doubted if sothing had gone awry.
A quarter of an hour later.
Wen Jiu finally waited for the illusion before him to dissipate on its own.
But at the mont of erging from the illusion, he found Chen Daoqing and several Feixian Peak disciples sitting together, staring at him in surprise.
As if they had seen a ghost.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, how much suffering have you endured since childhood?" Chen Daoqing was montarily touched.
If he had suffered even a little less, it would have been impossible to endure so long under the pain of burning flas.
Wen Jiu gave a wry smile and casually replied, "It’s nothing, just ten years screwing on an assembly line full of sixty-year-old won."
"Huh?"
Chen Daoqing was baffled.
Yet unknowingly impressed.
Ten years!
No wonder he could last so long in the second trial.
Earlier, he saw a Body Refining Second Layer cultivator only enduring for half a quarter of an hour.
At this mont, Chen Daoqing’s respect for Wen Jiu was not just due to his outstanding cultivation but also because of his will.
Seeing those admiring eyes, Wen Jiu gave a helpless smile, but said nothing more and turned to look at the stairs leading to the third floor.
Soon.
Everyone ascended to the third level.
The third level was filled with iron puppets, all with the aura of Body Refining First Layer, but the sheer number reaching over a hundred was overwhelming.
And the stairs to the fourth floor were just behind the iron puppets.
At that mont, Wen Jiu saw a Qi Cultivation First Layer disciple get knocked out by two massive iron puppets, crashing hard to the ground and not waking up for quite a while.
There was also soone who tried to sprint and leap over, but was dragged down and beaten fiercely by a rising iron puppet, continuously screaming until thrown out when half-dead.
But for Qi Cultivation Second Layer, Qi Cultivation Third Layer disciples, crossing over them was as easy as drinking water.
Wen Jiu understood that the real screening had started.
With so many iron puppets, the disciples were fighting individually, and even the Qi Cultivation Second Layer probably found it hard to pass.
Chen Daoqing’s face looked grim, as he was only Qi Cultivation First Layer.
Other Feixian Peak disciples also looked grim, except for a few Qi Cultivation Second Layers who seed slightly better.
Seeing many Qi Cultivation First Layers being casually tossed out by the iron puppets, their hearts sunk into despair.
But just at this mont, Chen Daoqing suddenly grabbed Wen Jiu’s hand and decisively said, "Brother Wen, once a big brother, forever a big brother... Let show my respect here and now."
Saying that.
Chen Daoqing actually knelt on one knee and gave Wen Jiu a grand gesture of respect.
Wen Jiu was caught off guard by this, quickly raising his hand to help Chen Daoqing up, "Fellow Daoist Chen, why do this?"
Chen Daoqing said earnestly, "If I’m not mistaken, this trial tests both strength and wisdom... I personally think that embracing a strong ally at a crucial mont is also a demonstration of strength."
"You’re quite straightforward."
Seeing Chen Daoqing’s serious deanor, Wen Jiu suddenly felt there was so truth to his words.
Because he also wanted to hold onto Ye Chen’s strong support.
He couldn’t make it.
Having a powerful big brother, wouldn’t that be just as good?
"Alright, let help you through."
With that, Wen Jiu grabbed Chen Daoqing and threw him to the other side of the iron puppets in a leap, sending those iron puppets who tried to grab Chen Daoqing flying with a flick of his magical power.
A few breaths later.
Chen Daoqing safely landed at the end of the iron puppets.
This scene dumbfounded the onlookers, many wanting to emulate Chen Daoqing and seek Wen Jiu’s help, while others remained calm. To them, those who couldn’t make it simply couldn’t, what’s the point of trickery?
To both groups, Wen Jiu paid no heed and directly leapt over the iron puppet area.
After landing, Chen Daoqing excitedly hugged Wen Jiu, "Brother Wen, from now on you’re my real brother!"
"Let’s go."
Wen Jiu glanced back at the iron puppets not chasing after them, having a clearer understanding of this trial.
Perhaps this stage wasn’t actually testing personal strength.
And upon reaching the fifth floor, this idea was confird, as the rules of the fifth floor demanded solo battles with iron puppets. Qi Cultivation First Layer against Body Refining First Layer, Qi Cultivation Third Layer against Body Refining Third Layer.
Under normal circumstances, a Body Refining First Layer cultivator is stronger than a Qi Cultivation First Layer, so if soone could defeat an equal Body Refining opponent with Qi, it would sufficiently prove the cultivator’s prowess—this truly tests strength.
The fourth floor, perhaps, tested more the mind?
After all, if everyone charged together, a hundred iron puppets couldn’t withstand that many Qi Cultivators.
"I didn’t expect the main peak trial to be so comprehensive." This didn’t surprise Wen Jiu, since the path of cultivation does indeed face all sorts of challenges.
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