Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds
Chapter 1272 - 25: Testing Me?

Chapter 1272: Chapter 25: Testing Me?

Can’t be pulled?

The golden figure paused slightly.

This place’s ruins have an unimaginably large origin, even a peak expert of the Third Realm cannot resist.

They would be forcibly dragged into the trial space.

But Lin Yuan?

The golden figure closely observed Lin Yuan.

Although unaware of this young man’s methods, his life aura fluctuated.

It was only at the normal level of the Third Realm.

Yet he easily blocked the figure’s forceful pull.

"Is his comprehension of space-time very deep?"

The golden figure thought secretly.

The essence of his forceful drag was to borrow the Space-Time Rule.

If the opponent is also proficient in the Space-Time Rule, it’s understandable that he couldn’t do anything.

However, to reach the level that the golden figure couldn’t handle due to space-time rule comprehension is extremely rare.

Not many of the strongest inheritors among all Eternal Sects, called Eternal Sons, have such comprehension.

In this world, countless cultivators comprehend rules through the Rune Dao, which certainly lowers the threshold but doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

The difficulty of comprehending space-time rules becomes harder the deeper you go.

"I estimate he has almost transcended the space-time rules themselves."

The golden figure judged internally; so-called transcending the space-time rules itself means half a foot out of the Ninth Realm, only then could he return without success.

"Didn’t expect to encounter a treasure this time."

The golden figure thought; the stronger the tester, the higher the comprehension of the rules, the more hopeful they are to pass the trial.

And his existence’s meaning is to cultivate a tester who can pass all the trials.

It seems now that Lin Yuan has a faint hope of passing all the tests.

...

"Almost got dragged away."

Lin Yuan was also shocked internally, the runes spread across the world operated simultaneously, if not for his comprehension of the Spatiotemporal Fusion Rule nearing its limit, he would have been forcibly transferred.

Currently, only the Taiyang Divine Spirit of Lin Yuan appears here, and many methods cannot be deployed. Since the true self needs to open up the infinite Constant Sand Particle World, all resources are prioritized for the true self.

Thus, the strength of the Taiyang Divine Spirit is at the level of the Strongest Venerable, Invincible Great Saint, equivalent to the Third Realm of this world.

The Taiyang Divine Spirit lacks the Taiyin; Chaos Taiji Dao has its limitations.

If the Taiyang Divine Spirit and Taiyin Primordial Spirit merge into the Taiji Primordial Spirit, even if it’s still not as powerful as the true self,

it would also surpass the Strongest Venerable, Invincible Great Saint, comparable to entities like the Abyss Dragon.

"Little one, don’t worry, I mean no harm."

The golden figure said softly, treating a tester like Lin Yuan, who has a faint hope, with great patience.

"Where do you want to send me?"

Lin Yuan asked directly.

Previously discovered numerous sect relics have never encountered such a situation.

Forcibly moving himself to an unknown space where risks and details are unknown, naturally, Lin Yuan was unwilling.

"It’s a trial space. As long as you pass the trial space, you can obtain the ultimate inheritance."

The golden figure showed no impatience.

"Trial space?"

Lin Yuan understood.

The runes around this valley obviously come from cultivators, for which Lin Yuan was already prepared.

"Which Holy Sect’s trial space is this?"

Lin Yuan inquired.

Not to mention others, just the rune means that almost forced him to be moved far exceeded those of Qingyun Saint Sect and Li Hong Saint Sect. Lin Yuan speculated it must be the handiwork of some Supreme Saint Sect.

"Which Holy Sect?"

The golden figure glanced more at Lin Yuan and shook his head: "This is not a Holy Sect’s trial space."

"Not a Holy Sect’s trial space?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Lin Yuan’s face.

If it’s not a Holy Sect’s trial space, then whose trial space is it?

"The creator of this trial space is the great Master of Wushan." The golden figure said.

"Master of Wushan?"

Lin Yuan’s heart leaped.

The Master of Wushan is the Eternal Lord of this Fang Yuan World, which is a thirteenth-level time existence.

Information Lin Yuan acquired reveals that the Master of Wushan is very mysterious. He did not establish an Eternal Sect, acting alone, entering the thirteenth tier by the way of painting.

The paintings of the Master of Wushan contain infinite mysteries, said to be paintings but are more so complete worlds. In the pursuit of the Master of Wushan, he wishes to paint a ’great painting’ comparable to this Fang Yuan World.

"Is this trial space opened by the Master of Wushan?"

Lin Yuan looked at the golden figure and couldn’t help but ask.

"Isn’t that obvious?"

The golden figure replied seriously.

"Why did the Master of Wushan open this trial space?"

Lin Yuan didn’t have much doubt; the Eternal Lords of this Fang Yuan World have immeasurable influence, no strong person dares to impersonate an Eternal Lord.

"The Master of Wushan had some forethought before the magical disaster’s arrival, realizing this world would fall into eternal oblivion, so he opened numerous trial spaces in advance to cultivate testers strong enough after the magical disaster’s arrival."

"The Master of Wushan hopes to cultivate a new Eternal Lord to cleanse the magical disaster."

The golden figure said.

He originally didn’t need to inform the tester of this information, but now, if he doesn’t clarify, the young man in front of him would probably not enter the trial space.

"I see."

Lin Yuan’s expression was thoughtful.

The Eternal Lord can observe future timelines; the magical disaster’s arrival is a sudden calamity for those below the thirteenth tier, but in the eyes of time existences, it should have long been ’seen’.

Initially, Lin Yuan was curious as to why no thirteenth tier intervened when the magical disaster was rampant; now it seems the Eternal Lords of this Fang Yuan World had long been quietly arranging matters in advance.