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Ye Fan’s calmness and decisiveness made Yu Jingguo very impressed, but also worried for him.

Those people are all on the trial road, each a hero in their domain. Even if Ye Fan is strong, can he withstand the packs of wolves and tigers?

This night was very tranquil. Cultivators from various star domains were meditating, adjusting their mental realm in the unfamiliar ancient city, quietly waiting for the trial gates to open.

Early the next morning, before dawn, a long horn resounded, vast and distant, as if echoing from ancient times, resembling the cries of the ancient Human Race ancestors.

Countless people silently stood up and gathered towards the central plaza of the Divine City, densely packed with figures.

On the high altar, the silhouette of the City Lord appeared, hazy and blurry, very unreal, only a pair of eyes as dazzling as a radiant sun, capable of piercing others’ sight.

"This is the horn from when our Human Race ancestors pioneered the universe and fought at the frontier. Remember it!"

The city lord’s voice was loud and solemn, making everyone stand silently and listen, as no one dared show disrespect to their ancestors.

The ancient horn was still sounding, the wild aura surging, as if entering a primeval world rife with ferocious beasts.

When the horn ceased, the city lord continued, "Today’s entry into the Trial Arena has but one purpose: to obtain the supreme doctrine of that world. If you lack such comprehension, halt here!"

"In the Purgatory Trial Ground, everyone is a competitor and may attack each other without any punishment. Only those who survive and gain the supreme doctrine may continue on this strongest trial road!"

He didn’t say much, and after finishing he disappeared from the stone platform, unwilling to say another word or explain anything further to the crowd.

These people, even if dissatisfied, dared not complain, for if they angered the city lord, they might not leave this place.

Many cultivators eliminated last time were particularly surprised, for in the last round, the city lord had not mentioned obtaining the supreme doctrine of the Purgatory Trial Ground. If he had, perhaps some might have passed the trial.

Nonetheless, they dared not grumble, only waiting silently, knowing the trial ground was not in the Divine City but in the vast unknown star domain where no one knew where they would end up.

Of course, since it is a Purgatory Trial Ground, and requires understanding the supreme doctrine of that world, it is undoubtedly a harsh and competitive world.

"I will lead you on your way, follow me!"

A black leopard appeared, mounted by a man, clad in iron clothes, very valorous, with some greying at his temples.

This was a commander protecting the Divine City and a confidant of the City Lord; otherwise, he would never get the responsibility of leading everyone to the trial ground.

He was a Saint Lord level strong person, mid-stage Venerable Realm, with unfathomable cultivation, one of the four protectors under the City Lord.

Behind him followed twenty soldiers, with ancient armor, cold iron clothes, each holding long spears, iron spears, etc., radiating killing intent.

These were all failures, who had ventured far on the Xing Kong Gu Road, passing countless trials, yet ultimately fell to invincible peers of the same generation.

Each of them was very solemn, as they would escort everyone to the trial ground with the commander.

"Rumble..."

Thunder sounded, a lightning bolt tore through the sky, the void cracked open, revealing an enormous ancient altar above the plaza, so vast that it accommodated everyone without crowding.

No trialists spoke, as the commander formed seals with both hands, chanting ancient syllables, needing both seal technique and spell to activate this transmission array.

"Boom!"

A giant beam of light shot out, piercing the cosmos, tearing open a broad space tunnel leading to an unknown other shore.

"Onward!"

The commander, driving the black Divine Leopard beneath him, entered the space tunnel first, followed closely by over four hundred cultivators, with thirty soldiers forming the rear guard.

This was a special ancient road, its destination unknown, connecting to who knows which star domain.

Ye Fan keenly sensed time was in chaos, as if a moment lasted a hundred years, hurriedly through eternity.

This space tunnel seemed almost transparent, occasionally allowing glimpses of star domains left behind, as they pierced through the universe to reach a very distant place.

No one knew how much time had passed when everyone shuddered and emerged from the tunnel, arriving in the cold universe at the end.

Starlight flickered, like cascading waterfalls, the light soft and holy.

They were separated from the Human Clan’s First City by who knows how many light-years and how many large star domains.

"Look! What is that ahead?"

A trialist pointed ahead in amazement.

Ye Fan had already noticed, not far ahead was an enormous Xinghai Island, not a planet, not an asteroid, but a massive island floating in the vast star sea.

It was even more majestic than an Ancient Star, exuding an ancient aura, having withstood countless catastrophes, lying here, leaving behind endless legends for posterity.

"This island is where our Human Race ancestors once fought bloody battles. Who knows how many strong people fell here, among them some who even... forget it, once you enter, just comprehend the eternal supreme dao of old. Without such comprehension, there is no need to continue forward!"

The commander said lightly.

Clearly, this was an Xinghai Island with a story, rumored to have an unreliable origin, perhaps even predating the Desolate Ages, having endured through eternity, now only remnant legends remain.

Its shape and such were very irregular, unlike cosmic celestial bodies, it should not exist, but it persists, enduring to this day.

Standing in the cold, vast starry sky, Ye Fan sensed a few chilling gazes watching him, like thorns in his back.

Ye Fan turned around and saw that not far away, a young woman, a middle-aged cultivator in a blue robe, and numerous other cultivators were gathered together, numbering twenty to thirty people.

Further away, the Iron Blooded Fifteen Riders were also watching him coldly, each exuding a hidden killing intent, sharp and threatening.

"The Trial Arena is about to open, and your path of proving Dao begins here. Whether one of you can emerge as a Great Emperor stunning the ages, we shall wait and see."

"Hehe..."

In the crowd, the City Lord’s son, Pang Xie, also known as the young master, sneered and said to Ye Fan, "I advise you to roll back to where you came from, or once we enter the Trial Arena, I will surely cut you down!"

"Why bother saying that to him? If he doesn’t enter, how could we take our revenge? Just don’t scare him off," sneered a young man who had once been badly bitten by the Bai Yan wolf.

"Hahaha..."

Many people laughed recklessly, seemingly convinced that if Ye Fan entered the Trial Arena, he would surely be dead.

"I don’t need your reminders. You better seek your own fortune. If we meet in the Trial Arena, I won’t show any mercy!" Ye Fan retorted defiantly, showing no weakness, not even putting the young master in his eyes.

"Hiss..."

The laughing cultivators gasped. Who is this young man? Where did he come from? How could he be so aggressive, not even putting the City Lord’s son in his eyes?

"Hehe, are you dreaming? With no mercy, it’s just a mid-stage Lord Realm ant. No matter how ruthless you are, what can you do? Bite me?"

A middle-aged cultivator by Young Master Pang Xie’s side taunted.

"Hahaha..."

His words caused an uproarious laughter, diffusing the tension of the impending entry into the Trial Arena.

"Hehe..."

Ye Fan gave a strange smile and said, "I won’t bite you, but my mount might."

As he spoke, Ye Fan gave the Bai Yan wolf a look. They were long acquainted; with just a glance, the wolf understood his meaning and let out a piercing howl, its eyes glaring at the man.

Suddenly, no one could laugh. Everyone moved away from Ye Fan, turning his spot into a vacuum.

After a while, a young person beside Young Master Pang Xie said coldly, "Who can’t brag? If you have the guts, truly enter the Trial Arena and practice."

"Exactly, anyone can talk now, but let strength speak once inside the Trial Arena!" Another person echoed.

"Just bluffing, he merely doesn’t want to lose face before so many people. He won’t dare enter the Trial Arena, even if we do nothing. The Iron Blood Thirteen Riders won’t let him go. With so many enemies, he has no hope at all," Young Master Chen said venomously, looking at Ye Fan.

Not all trialists feared the City Lord’s son, Young Master Pang Xie. They just preferred less trouble, minding their own business.

They had no connection with Ye Fan, and in the Trial Arena, everyone was a competitor. One less person entering was beneficial.

The youth, Yu Jingguo, wanted to defend Ye Fan, but his strength wasn’t at the Seed Level. His words carried no weight and would only make people think he was with Ye Fan, drawing attacks.

He weighed his options and remained silent, merely watching Ye Fan with worry. For any strong individual stepping on the Xing Kong Gu Road, this scene was a sure-death situation, an unbreakable deadlock, unless he withdrew now.

However—

Without an invincible martial heart, this retreat would undoubtedly have immeasurable impacts on his future.

On the path of proving Dao, most people fail, only fulfilling a few. Would Ye Fan really enter this obvious death trap of a Trial Arena?

"Alright, the Purgatory Trial Ground is now open, everyone can enter!"

The Commander glanced at Ye Fan and the others and spoke solemnly.

This Xinghai Island was a natural Purgatory Trial Ground, sealed at usual times. It now merely opened a gateway.

"If you have the guts, come in. We’ll wait for you in the Trial Arena!"

Young Master Pang Xie gave Ye Fan a cold glance and was the first to enter the Trial Ground.

"Ye, we, the Iron Blooded Fifteen Riders, also want to see your skills in the Trial Arena."

The Iron Blooded Fifteen Riders charged into the Trial Ground like a torrent.

"Ye, don’t let me down! I have to avenge our Golden Eagle!"

The young woman gave Ye Fan a venomous look and also rushed into the Trial Ground.

"So many want to kill him; entering the Trial Arena is surely death!"

"Is he that foolish? Surely he won’t enter. The Iron Blooded Fifteen Riders, Su Linghan the Fairy, Young Master Pang Xie, none of them are easy opponents."

Everyone believed Ye Fan would certainly give up because it was an inevitable death, a situation with no suspense. A mid-stage Lord Realm little cultivator could never survive such a siege by so many strong people.

Whoosh!

Just as everyone speculated, Ye Fan moved, solitary and on horseback, holding a blood-red Jing Tian Divine Spear, he charged into the Trial Arena like a beam of light!

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