In the illusion of the Heavenly Emperor, Wu Wang sat on a white cloud, looking up at the azure sky.

Since he was transformed into an old man by Senior Shen Nong, it had been five or six hours.

Is this the training ground left by the Fuxi Clan?

Not bad, really not bad. With just the round disc in his hand and a few simple commands, he could change the terrain and formations within hundreds of miles. The endless dense forest could be transformed into a trial ground with various terrains such as deserts, hills, mountain streams, and plains...

Apart from "not bad," Wu Wang didn't know how else to describe it.

The only drawback was that it was a bit tiring for the Pavilion Master.

In a corner of the illusion, seven or eight old men and women sat or lay down, panting heavily and sweating profusely. Several of them with weaker cultivation had pale faces.

The Pavilion Master of the Four Seas Pavilion, a thin old man, trembled and said, "The Emperor's spiritual artifact shouldn't be used like this!"

"The last time I was this tired was when? It must have been tens of thousands of years ago..."

"My back...sigh! How can the Emperor's spiritual artifact be even more mischievous than the Emperor himself? It can change the terrain seven or eight times in an instant. Do you really not know how much mental energy it consumes?"

"Ah, the Emperor's wooden staff is truly extraordinary, surpassing even the Emperor himself."

On the cloud, Wu Wang listened to the complaints of the high-level figures of the Human Realm through the Eight Trigrams Disc and just smiled faintly.

What's the big deal?

Later, he would definitely write down all the experiences of this trial in a jade talisman for his father-in-law. If the results were good this time, who would be afraid that the illusion wouldn't open new maps in the future?

He had previously contacted those Pavilion Masters through this Eight Trigrams Disc, claiming to be the spiritual artifact of Senior Shen Nong, and was ordered to carry out the upcoming trial and stop the original one.

The auspicious time had come.

Wu Wang snapped his fingers, and the bowl-sized Eight Trigrams Disc floated in front of him. Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun. The hexagrams on it lit up with immortal light, revealing the projection of this trial ground.

[Close the gate!]

A colorful array appeared in the illusion.

[Release the geniuses!]

The Eight Trigrams Disc trembled lightly, and beams of light appeared all over the illusion. These beams of light quickly extinguished, leaving behind figures.

A total of 1,200 geniuses from the Human Realm appeared here. Their cultivation was suppressed at the peak of the Condensing Elixir realm, and their spiritual consciousness was confined within a ten-yard radius. All their storage treasures were sealed.

In this place, the Qian Kun Dao technique was not allowed to be used.

These "young" men and women who had already known the rules immediately looked around warily.

Wu Wang did not forcibly conceal their appearance and aura. This trial was a selection for the candidates of the Yan Emperor's Order. Connections, leadership, influence, and so on were all part of their own strength.

Of course, if someone threatened others with forces outside the illusion, justice would be served.

He raised his hand and pointed at the center of the Eight Trigrams Disc. In his heart, he had already given the command.

In the illusion, clouds and mist formed out of thin air, taking the shape of an old man. This was the old and strange figure that Wu Wang had transformed into by Shen Nong.

In the main hall outside the illusion, sumptuous food and fine wine were placed in front of the immortal and demonic sects. Above the central platform, clouds and mist rose slowly, revealing cloud mirrors one after another, quickly showing images from various places.

The immortal and demonic sects in the hall no longer had the mood to chat and eat, focusing only on finding their disciples.

Wu Wang smiled lightly in his heart, closed his eyes, raised his left hand slowly, and pointed his sword in front of him along with the cloud and mist projection in the illusion and in front of the experts of the immortal and demonic sects in the Human Realm.

Then, a voice, old and somewhat strange, sounded both inside and outside the illusion at the same time:

"The heavens and earth have great beauty, the four seasons have clear laws, and all things have their own principles.

I was born from nothingness, evolved from the spirit of the heavens and earth, and I am a staff in the hands of the Human Emperor Shen Nong. I was enlightened by Shen Nong and became the Thunder Venerable of the Five Elements. Now, I am in charge of this illusion trial.

This trial is called 'The Only Supreme'. In the end, only one person can stand within the barrier. The specific rules have been notified to all of you.

Now, rest for half an hour and adapt to the current mana. After that, your fate symbols will appear.

If the fate symbol shatters, you will be automatically expelled from the illusion and considered disqualified.

This trial will be conducted three times. In the first two times, your cultivation and storage treasures will be sealed. In the final round, there will be no restrictions, and you only need to point to stop. You must not harm anyone's life.

The reward for the last person standing each time is this."

As he spoke, the projection slowly opened his right hand, revealing three wooden plaques. The plaques rotated slightly, revealing the character "Yan."

"The Yan Emperor's Order!"

"It's the Yan Emperor's Order from the Emperor!"

"The Only Supreme, the Yan Emperor's Order! This means that three candidates for the Human Emperor will be born!"

In the main hall, the experts stood up suddenly.

In the illusion, although most of the cultivators were a little confused, a few of them were already filled with fighting spirit, their expressions as if they wanted to devour others.

Wu Wang said, "Prepare yourselves."

The projection turned into clouds and mist and collapsed, and the illusions of the three Yan Emperor's Orders also dissipated.

Wu Wang's thoughts flickered, and a series of pictures flashed across the Eight Trigrams Disc in front of him.

In a corner of the illusion, Ji Mo's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat down on the spot, starting to adapt to the mana flowing within him like a trickle.

Not far from Ji Mo, a burly man focused his gaze on him and began to throw punches and kicks, coordinating his body that had become hundreds of times weaker.

In an area covered in yellow sand, Ling Xiaolan frowned slightly.

Although she wanted to sit down immediately, she hesitated for a moment. In the end, she took off her cloth boots and carefully turned them into a cloth mat on the ground. Then, she sat cross-legged with bare feet and set up a thin layer of mana barrier.

Although this would consume mana, it was already her limit.

Wu Wang:...

Well done.The two disciples of the annihilated sect are not worth watching. Although their cultivation is good and they have experience in battles, they are still inferior to the geniuses nurtured by major forces in the Human Realm.

If they can survive until the last three rounds, I will reward them with chicken legs when they return.

Three trials, three chances, and in the end, only three winners out of twelve hundred people.

And these three winners are just the holders of the Yan Emperor's token, not possessing any extraordinary status.

Later, the Renhuang Pavilion will release news, announcing that there are already a certain number of Yan Emperor's token holders in the Human Realm.

This is the true trial of the Human Emperor.

Two hours ago, Wu Wang, who was in charge of arranging the illusion, returned to the riverside to face the Human Emperor.

...

"Are you directly announcing that the final reward is the Yan Emperor's token?"

Wu Wang looked at Shen Nong in astonishment and whispered, "Isn't this a target for the foreign gods?"

Shen Nong calmly said, "If they can't withstand even the invasion of the foreign gods, they can't bear the weight of the Human Realm."

Wu Wang fell silent for a moment and continued, "But Senior, the three Yan Emperor's tokens were taken by three people. They will not only face the invasion of the foreign gods but also become lambs in the eyes of major forces in the Human Realm.

Although it seems that the Human Realm is under your control, and you possess absolute strength to suppress everything, in reality, the operation of the Human Realm cannot be separated from the support of many forces.

The border families have become prominent, the Four Seas Pavilion and Renhuang Pavilion have their own spheres of influence, the major sects secretly unite, and the Ten Calamities Palace is full of sinister intentions.

Senior... Does His Majesty really want to use the three Yan Emperor's tokens to ignite the Human Realm?"

Shen Nong narrowed his eyes and smiled as he looked at Wu Wang.

"Do you understand everything, kid?"

"What do I understand?" Wu Wang sighed, "I just want to provide a stable growth environment for my little Jing Wei."

Shen Nong was about to raise his staff to strike Wu Wang, but Wu Wang swiftly darted out and quickly returned with a sullen expression.

"Wu Wang, you should know me."

The old senior sighed softly.

"I have extended my life for a thousand years just to cultivate a successor, to ensure that there will be someone to inherit the Human Realm and prevent it from declining in my hands.

This person not only needs to completely grasp the Dao of Fire and achieve the Dao's breakthrough, but also possess the courage to make decisions that will be remembered for eternity. They must have the ability to control various forces and survive in the midst of their entanglement.

Holding the Yan Emperor's token is just the first step. Only by withstanding this pressure can they step onto the true path of the Human Emperor.

I don't have much time left to waste. It's time to make a decision."

...

A decision.

The scene of chatting with his father-in-law slowly dissipated from Wu Wang's mind, and he looked at the Eight Trigrams Disk in front of him with a serious expression.

Since that's the case, don't blame him for being ruthless today!

Half an hour passed in a flash. Wu Wang formed hand seals with both hands and quickly tapped on the Eight Trigrams Disk in front of him.

Flashing lights appeared all over the illusion.

Ji Mo, who was meditating, immediately stood up and looked at the four things that appeared in front of him:

A jade token representing his life, a wooden sword with simple restrictions carved on it, a stack of thick yellow paper talismans, and a suspended porcelain bottle.

At the same time, a faint voice resounded in the world:

"Begin."

Ji Mo didn't hesitate at all. He pounced forward, grabbing the wooden sword, grabbing the talismans, biting the porcelain bottle, and the jade token automatically stuck to his chest. His figure shot forward like an arrow, heading towards the front!

Not far away, the burly man had already grabbed the porcelain bottle, shattered the talismans with a punch, and rushed forward with a low roar.

Physical cultivation!

Ji Mo's figure leaped and flipped, and flames burst out from the wooden sword in his hand. Several fist-sized fireballs were thrown towards the burly man.

The flames reflected his sharp and angular face, and his eyes were calm.

"Trying to escape!"

The burly man roared, raising his left arm to block in front of him, shattering the fireballs one by one. A ferocious smile appeared on his face.

Boom!

Suddenly, flames erupted from the side. Several talismans that had been stuck on the tree trunks on both sides exploded at the same time, spewing out golden sand, ice shards, and fire snakes, directly sweeping the burly man away!

A faint smile appeared on Ji Mo's lips, but before the smile fully bloomed, his figure was forced to lean back by a sharp whistling sound. Sword qi shot towards him!

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

Ji Mo's divine sense swept over, and his eyes trembled with a divine light. He forcefully leaned back, but still got hit by the sword qi.

With one hand on the ground, his figure rotated, and the wooden sword in Ji Mo's hand once again emitted flames. This time, however, it created rockets out of thin air. His figure rushed towards a denser part of the forest.

In the desert, yellow sand filled the sky.

Seven or eight figures surrounded a person, with sword shadows flying and earth spikes covering the ground. The Five Elements techniques were constantly shining!

Looking at the person being surrounded, lotus flowers bloomed under Cold Xiaolan's feet, and her long hair and veil fluttered. She was not weak even when facing multiple opponents. The tip of her sword had already shattered the jade tokens on two people's chests, and her aura remained long and unfading.

Looking hundreds of miles away, next to a waterfall and pond, a young man in white stood on a plum blossom, pointing his wooden sword. The sword emitted sharp whistling sounds, and from time to time, the sound of jade tokens shattering could be heard from the forest.

Looking at the place where Ji Mo was, not more than ten miles away, a girl in a peacock dress coldly smiled at the man in front of her.

She was about to step on the man's face and crush it with force, but she was knocked down by a flying boulder from the side and fell into a pool of blood. Her figure was pulled away by a beam of light...

One after another, one scene after another.

Wu Wang watched with great interest, unknowingly feeling his blood boiling.

Shouldn't he appear in there too, killing enemies and fighting hard, competing with the contemporaries of the same generation, and finally making a stunning appearance?I really want to go down and fight, to meet the leaders of the younger generation in the South Wilderness.

The entire trial illusion is filled with battles everywhere, with intense fights happening all over the place.

There are also a few who choose to hide in the shadows, waiting for the right opportunity.

Wu Wang lightly tapped on the Bagua disk with his finger, and a slowly expanding light curtain appeared between heaven and earth. The range of the first contraction of the barrier was revealed to all the cultivators.

The cultivators within the second circle breathed a sigh of relief, while those outside the circle were on high alert.

That plain voice echoed again within and outside the illusion:

"The barrier will contract after one incense stick burns out."

The situation in the illusion changed rapidly. Most of the cultivators who were originally fighting chose to withdraw, while some who were too heated continued to fight.

Outside the illusion, the great hall was silent.

One by one, the experts of the Human Realm, either standing or sitting, were mostly gathered in groups, watching the scroll presented by the central cloud pillar.

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They had seen all kinds of scenes in the Human Realm for many years, but they had never seen such a scene.

Battles involving thousands or tens of thousands of people often broke out on the border of the Human Realm, but such a scene of thousands of people fighting individually was truly spectacular.

Especially, most of the participants in this battle were the best disciples brought by each family, representing the top talents of the Human Realm in the past hundred years. The clash of wisdom, strategy, magic, and battle tactics made these young cultivators exceptionally dazzling.

Even many masters suddenly realized that their disciples were not only talented in cultivation, but also cunning enough to dodge most of the battles by lying on the ground, preserving their strength and waiting for the inner circle.

In another hall, Shen Nong was smiling as he watched the rapidly scrolling cloud mirror scroll, already seeing several young juniors that caught his eye.

This trial needs to be carried out, and the talents of the previous generations should be brought over for training.

Several ministers in splendid robes quickly approached.

"Your Majesty, you called for us?"

"Come and see, who are the talents worth cultivating," Shen Nong laughed, "This trial is really good."

"Your Majesty, why is your beard broken?"

"Ah, my beard is broken... Hahaha, do I look much younger? Hahaha!"

Shen Nong laughed a few times, raised his hand to give himself a new beard style, and discussed the battle with several ministers.

The atmosphere in the hall quickly became lively.

The barrier in the illusion kept shrinking, and disciples were continuously sent out of the illusion, stomping their feet and sighing in the great hall.

In the increasingly narrow area, more and more experts gathered, and individual battles became less and less frequent. It was often calm for a while, and then dozens of people suddenly fought at the same time.

Shen Nong was full of smiles and praised:

"Who says the Human Realm has no successors? Who says this generation is a lost generation? There are great people!"

Several ministers echoed in agreement.

"Hmm?"

Shen Nong's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he pointed at the cloud mirror in front of him. An identical scene appeared at the top of the cloud pillar in the next hall.

"Look at my spirit artifact, how is its spirituality?"

Several ministers looked closely, and many experts and disciples in the hall were also attracted by the scene at the top of the cloud pillar.

They saw the old man who had previously shown his holiness in front of people, standing on the clouds, standing in front of a Bagua disk.

Next to him were several figures formed by clouds playing drums and flutes. The old man was snapping his fingers and gently swaying his waist. His beard and hair were constantly fluttering, and his left foot was constantly shaking.

The brisk drum sound floated out from the scene, and this rhythmic and novel rhythm attracted the eyes of everyone in the hall.

An immortal maiden chuckled, and most of the young cultivators who had been eliminated showed a hint of amusement.

This was exactly:

Thousands of people fighting for the imperial order, the old spirit artifact swaying to the music.

However, just as these people were laughing, they suddenly saw the old spirit artifact flick his hand and tap on the Bagua disk in front of him.

Boom!

The heaven and earth in the illusion trembled, and boundless thunder fell. All the cultivators who were hiding or fighting were swallowed by the thunder.

After the thunder, nearly half of the cultivators were directly sent out of the illusion.

Among the remaining cultivators, several figures rushed towards the last circle that had been revealed.

Among these people, Ji Mo, who was charred all over, had a look of surprise in his eyes.

The thunder that had just struck him... why... didn't hurt that much...