Infinite World Projection

When the celebration in the main hall was held, outside the main hall, the elder Sacred Heart walked on a small path with a few followers around him, looking thoughtful.

"Should not be"

She recalled the previous scenes, felt Chen Changming's mental state, and the kind of strong innate power, and she couldn't help frowning in secret.

"According to what the Lord said to me, this spiritual king inheritor should be born five years later."

She recalled Chen Changming's appearance, and she couldn't help frowning at this moment: "Why has something changed now?"

The fate has begun to change. According to the original fate trajectory, the Holy Son of the Spirit King in the Spirit Sect should have been born five years later.

But now, with the change of fate, Chen Changming was born, directly defeating the rest of the spirit king inheritors, and became the only candidate for the fate of the spirit king.

And looking at this situation, there is great hope to inherit the life of the Spirit King.

If this is the case, the original fate can be said to have been completely changed.

What has changed in this?

Elder Sacred Heart frowned, something he didn't understand.

However, she had already made a decision in her heart.

If Chen Changming didn't pass this Spirit King trial, it would be fine.

But if it is passed, she may send a letter to someone and ask for instructions from the outside world.

"The master plan does not allow any variables to appear"

This thought flashed in her mind, her face was calm, and she walked silently to the side.

In the main hall, Chen Changming knew nothing about the thoughts of the elders of the Sacred Heart outside.

Sitting in this hall, he is still sitting in it at the moment, closing his eyes and resting, quietly restoring his state.

A lot of time has passed now. According to the elder Golden Sword, two days later, it will be the day of the Spirit King's trial.

During this time, Chen Changming must seize the time and try to adjust his state in order to pass the so-called Spirit King trial.

So, even though he was in the banquet, he still seemed very quiet, just sitting there.

Unconsciously, time passed slowly and gradually moved forward.

Soon, two days passed.

Two days later, under the leadership of Elder Jindao, Chen Changming slowly came to a hall.

The main hall is stone, surrounded by dense murals, which is the same as the main hall where Chen Changming accepted the inheritance of the spirit king.

And among them, a strict woman dressed in a black robe, covered all over, was already waiting there.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Looking at Chen Changming in front of her, the woman in the black robe smiled, with a smile on her face, she seemed to be deeply impressed by Chen Changming.

"This kid's talent is the best I have ever seen."

She raised her head, looked at the elder Jindao in front of her, and said softly.

The scene where Chen Changming accepted the trial of the Spirit King at the time seems to still be in front of her.

"Take him in."

Elder Jin Dao's expression was flat, and he nodded to the black-robed woman without saying much.

"Yes."

The black-robed woman smiled, then looked at Chen Changming who was aside: "Come with me."

She spoke softly, and then walked out with Chen Changming, shuttled all the way through the temple in front of her.

After a while, they walked to the depths of the hall in front of them and saw a golden gate in it.

All around, on the surrounding stone walls, a series of murals appeared in them, with different appearances. At first glance, they looked like different demon gods, showing their appearance in them.

As Chen Changming looked away, he would find that these murals seemed to have a unique vitality, as if they were moving.

As Chen Changming walked here, faintly, a line of sight seemed to gather, converging towards Chen Changming.

At a glance, it looks extremely oozing and weird.

Standing in place, Chen Changming turned around silently and looked around.

Perhaps it was because he had already been promoted to Xiantian and realized the meaning of the sword. At this moment, he could already feel the extraordinary of those murals.

Similar to the grindstones of the previous Golden Sword Trial, these murals also host an artistic conception, and there are various powers that are very similar to the power of the spirit king lodged in these murals, although a long time has passed. Time is still exerting influence.

"This is the Demon God"

In my mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife slowly sounded, and at this moment, he said in a deep voice: "In the legend, the ancient spirit king rose and was born as a god and demon. He defeated a total of three hundred gods and monsters along the way. Their origin and flesh and blood are suppressed under their own palace."

"What these Demon God pictures record are those demon gods that were defeated by the Spirit King at the beginning, and there is a trace of charm and imprint of those demon gods."

Chen Changming nodded and made it clear.

"All right."

Aside, the black-robed woman turned around and looked at Chen Changming and spoke softly: "After walking through this door, it is the heritage of the Spirit King."

"The next way, I can't accompany you in."

"Thank you."

Chen Changming nodded lightly, then stepped forward, just like that.

Under the gaze of the black-robed woman, he walked forward gently, walking calmly at every step.

As he approached, a unique intention flowed and affected the Quartet.

On the surrounding stone walls, feeling the breath of Chen Changming, the demon gods depicted in those demon gods pictures seem to have become even more terrifying, and a pair of eyes staring at Chen Changming, looks quite strange and terrifying.

In the front, with Chen Changming approaching, the golden door slowly opened.

A deep breath slowly spread out, accompanied by a faint golden light.

Afterwards, under the shining light, Chen Changming's entire body was submerged by it and disappeared in it.

Everything around him became calm instantly.