"God, the phantom of the original is a little dazed: "Is that right? I've been appointed an official? I've become an official?!" What time was that?"
"About three hours ago."
"Although the Chinyuan who was transformed by the Pingsheng Queen is not himself, his attribute as an official admirer still remains because he has copied many of Chinyuan's characteristics. After hearing two sentences, he happily withdrew."
The second level is successfully broken through.
Deng Chanyu encountered an old rival of her own on the third level, that is, the Di Jiang who has frequently blocked the gate at Emei Mountain over the past few years.
She doesn't fear the real Di Jiang outside, let alone this hollow-looking creature. Just like dealing with the previous Zhurong illusory shadow, without ancestor witches' blood, all these ancestor witches are paper tigers.
Di Jiang is not her opponent at all, with a slow reaction and obvious spatial displacement traces, she crushes the illusory Di Jiang in just ten moves with three consecutive space storms.
As Huanglong Zhenren said outside, if you are careful and vigilant in the first three levels, it is actually quite simple.
The difficulty of the fourth level rises sharply, and Deng Chanyu encounters the enemy, the Kunpeng.
It's not the Kun Xian who, after separation, is left with only half of his power, but the demonic teacher in the memory of Pingsheng Queen who wields power over heaven.
The bloodline power of the Kunpeng is strong enough, not inferior to the ancestors of witches, and he doesn't rely solely on his bloodline. He has magic, secret techniques, tribal supernatural powers, Taoist incantations, and witchcraft spells. He's not lacking in any aspect; this fellow has no weak points at all.
The testing space here prohibits the use of innate treasures, and Deng Chanyu's most powerful strike, the Chaos Bell, and the Liang Tian Scale cannot be used, which lacks the ability to one-hit kill. She can only counterattack this illusory Kunpeng.
The outside world's time is unknown, but she spent nine hours in the trial arena, constantly probing and testing. After both sides were somewhat exhausted, she finally caught a flaw. Eighty-one space slashes shattered the protective treasure of the Kunpeng, and then she used a jade pellet she had just refined to strike it from above, smashing the Kunpeng's head.
In the fifth level, Deng Chanyu encountered Zhenyuan Zi.
As the first turtle shell of Hongwu, Zhenyuan Zi's defense is extremely strong, almost bordering on the heavens. This image of Zhenyuan Zi is also a memory of the past from Pingsheng Queen, probably around the time when Di Jun and Taiyi led numerous demons to surround Wanshoushan.
This illusion is not much inferior to the real Zhenyuan Zi outside.
Deng Chanyu kept attacking, while Zhenyuan Zi firmly defended, leaving no room for anything to leak through. The trial field even simulated the flow of Hongwu land veins, making the battle last for seven full days.
Deng Chanyu gradually wore down the opponent's turtle shell, struggling to break through and conquer the fifth level.
After resting for three days, she finally entered the next level.
"It's not true, is it? That's a bit exaggerated. You're playing with me, right?"
The boss guarding the sixth level should not be from Pingsheng Queen's memory; this memory seems to come from the beginning Qilin.
Deng Chanyu looked at the Yuanfeng, who was lying on the Wutong tree, with a proud demeanor and cold eyes, and was temporarily at a loss.
The heavily injured and dying Yuanfeng looks like an old hen in a nest, but the fully energized Yuanfeng is quite different. At this moment, she truly deserves her title: King of birds, supreme ruler of the sky.
This is not the Manfo Array, and nine levels are about the limit. But right now, we're just at the sixth level, and you've already sent out Yuanfeng for it. Who will guard the remaining levels? It can't be Jie Ziyang, can it?
"Hey, we're familiar with each other. Do you remember? I've treated you to dinner before," welcoming Deng Chanyu is a nearly incinerating Southern Ming Fire that can burn through space.
Pingsheng Queen has fixed the bug. She wants to use the same approach as when dealing with Qinyuan, relying solely on her mouth to bypass the challenge is no longer feasible.
Deng Chanyu straightened her mouth, limiting my innate treasures, and at the same time, fixing bugs at a speed that seems like flying. Are you making it hard for me?
She secretly opened the Thousand Miles River Mountain Map and took out the Lüke Green Light of Yiyi, which had not been used for a long time, as well as the Xuanyuan Control Water Flag. This battle must be more challenging than expected.
When she went through the levels before, she didn't use any magical treasures. This level must be used.
She can only hope that the boss of the seventh level will not be too strong.
Pingsheng Queen adjusted the time flow inside and outside, and more than ten days had passed in the trial arena for Deng Chanyu and her group, while in the Yama's palace, it was just from the hour of Chou to the hour of Hai.
From time to time, immortals stumbled out of the trial arena, tumbling back and forth, with their postures getting uglier and uglier. Witches didn't know how to comfort people, but money could buy everything. I may not be able to speak, but I'll give you benefits. Would you like it or not? The underworld paid out the rewards for each level in full, and seeing the spiritual materials and essence in their hands, the immortals were very happy. The witch's occasional mockery paled in comparison to the material rewards.
None of them are fools. It's not hard to guess Pingsheng Queen's original intention for this trial. Now the underworld is making no profits, it's like digging into its own pocket to increase the foundations of Hongwu immortals and enhance their chances of surviving in the future. This is a first-class good thing that anyone can see.
Most immortals are grateful for this, while a few greedy ones who were not satisfied were collectively sent away by the underworld and the other immortals.
As long as the performance during the trial is acceptable, Pingsheng Queen will usually comment a few words.
Sages see things from a high vantage point, and even someone like Yang Jie, who appears modest but is actually proud, feels quite enlightened. Although he is a disciple of the Hanxue sect, he usually doesn't have the chance to interact with the primitive Heavenly Master. He died by the side of the road, and even if he was dead, the Heavenly Master wouldn't bother to look twice at him.
His teacher, Yuding Immortal, is at about the same level as him now. What could he possibly guide him with? With just a simple two-sentence comment from Pingsheng Queen, he was able to understand several mysteries in cultivation.
"Thank you, Queen. Yang Jie will withdraw."
"Focus on your cultivation, for while divine powers are crucial, remember that realm attainment is the foundation in Daoist teachings."
Pingsheng Queen believes that Yang Jie is too fixated on the Jiu-Ba Xuan Gong. This martial art was transformed from the Wuhu Jiu-Zhuan Xuan Gong to the Daoist school. Pingsheng Queen wouldn't say that Wuhu martial arts are bad, but in her view, the Jiu-Ba Xuan Gong is just so-so, and it's not necessary to spend too much energy on it. What can you achieve by practicing it to perfection or great perfection? Can you elevate your own bloodline to the level of an ancestor witch through a single martial art? That's impossible.
Yang Jie did not respond, bowed and withdrew.
In no time, Xuanming Anwu snuck up to Pingsheng Queen's side: "My Queen, everything is prepared on that side. Should we launch the attack now?"
Looking at the immortals mingling with wine cups inside the Yama's palace, especially the few who were joyful after receiving her guidance, their happiness came from the bottom of their hearts, and it was evident in their expressions of satisfaction.
As she was about to shatter this beautiful scene herself, Pingsheng Queen's heart flashed a trace of unwillingness. Before her, the Earth Goddess was the most kind-hearted ancestor. Now she is the most kind-hearted sainthood. She chose to bear everything herself before, in order to sacrifice her life for all beings in Hongwu. This time, Pingsheng Queen wasn't going to take the same path as before. Instead, she would make another choice.
She said, "Launch it. Rewards alone are not enough; enough blood must be shed for Hongwu to remember this lesson."
Xuanming Anwu quickly agreed, and when he looked up again, Pingsheng Queen had vanished. A solitary immortal who had come to seek guidance for his cultivation mysteries was momentarily confused, as if he forgot the purpose of his visit. He hesitated with a self-conscious laugh and hurried back to his seat.
Pingsheng Queen's disappearance did not draw any attention, as she was a sainthood and was within the underworld. As long as she didn't want to be seen, no immortal could see her.
