Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

As expected.

Upon hearing this news, all forces were in an uproar.

In their understanding, stepping into the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm before the age of twenty was already considered an exceptional talent.

But what did they just hear, that Lu Yuan, at the mere age of eight, had already reached Foundation Establishment Perfection?

What kind of monstrous talent is this?

Even Ye Chen, reputed as the top prodigy of the Southern Domain, might not possess such a demonic aptitude, right?

In an instant.

Jealousy, envy, malice, resentment...

Various gazes gathered on Lu Yuan.

"If this child is allowed to grow, he will inevitably become a great threat to our sect; he absolutely must not be left alive!"

Yun Mingzi's face was as dark as could be, and deep in his eyes, a fierce killing intent emerged.

Meanwhile, Sect Leader Hui Ming's expression was equally unpleasant; he snorted coldly and angrily swept his sleeves as he left.

As for Lu Yuan, the party in question, he remained calm from beginning to end.

The Cyan Spirit Secret Realm's laws were incomplete and couldn't bear excessively powerful forces.

This meant that neither Core Formation cultivators nor Nascent Soul strong persons could enter; only Foundation Establishment cultivators could participate in this trial.

So what if he stood against the world?

In his eyes, the so-called prodigies of other sects were nothing but mere chickens and dogs.

The Giant Sword Pavilion, huh?

Lu Yuan was just worrying about the lack of Gu refining materials, yet the other party was rushing to deliver them to his doorstep.

He wondered if he could refine a Sword Dao Spirit Gu after extracting all the lifebound parasites from the bodies of the Giant Sword Pavilion's disciples?

"Lu Yuan, you've already attracted a lot of attention from many forces. If you continue to go to the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, I'm afraid it will be treacherous."

"I think you might want to give up on this trial, what do you think?"

Sect Leader Hui Ming called Lu Yuan to one side and asked in a low voice.

"You need not worry, Sect Leader. The sect's kindness is as heavy as a mountain to me; what is this little difficulty?"

"If anyone dares seek death, I shall sweep them aside single-handedly!"

Lu Yuan rattled with righteous words, thumping his chest with a deafening sound.

"Good! Good! Good! I knew I didn't misjudge you back then!"

Sect Leader Hui Ming was so moved that his eyes became a bit moist.

In this survival-of-the-fittest Cultivation Realm, rife with deceit and betrayal, a disciple like Lu Yuan, full of emotion and righteousness with impeccable morals, was a rare find even in a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Sect Leader Hui Ming then ordered other Medicine Buddha Sect disciples firmly to protect Lu Yuan at all costs!

As time passed.

The remaining Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons and Qingxu Sect also arrived here one after another.

The people from Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons wore flamboyant clothing with patterns of centipedes, venomous scorpions, and flood dragons on them.

Wherever they went, other cultivators kept their distance, standing as far away as possible.

Although Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons was not skilled in frontal combat, they were ruthless and extremely proficient in refining all kinds of deadly poisons.

There was even an incident where over five thousand disciples and elders of a third-rate sect were all poisoned to death overnight after offending a Nascent Soul strong person from Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons!

News of this sent shockwaves throughout the Southern Domain!

Compared to the unscrupulous Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, Qingxu Sect appeared very normal; its disciples were withdrawn and did not fight, living as if they were disconnected from the world.

Thus far.

The five top forces of the Southern Domain: Giant Sword Pavilion, North Cold Sect, Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, Medicine Buddha Sect, and Qingxu Sect, had all arrived!

In addition, numerous other sects and loose cultivators gathered here, with over ten thousand cultivators already present.

However, according to the rules set jointly by all sects, only the talented disciples of major forces could obtain a spot in the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm trial.

Even top-level sects like Giant Sword Pavilion and Medicine Buddha Sect only had a hundred spots each.

"Everyone, the hour has come; let's open the secret realm now."

The burly man from Giant Sword Pavilion and a few others, including Yun Mingzi, converged, discussed briefly, and then walked to the open space at the front.

He made a grabbing gesture in the void, gathering spiritual energy from all around, which condensed into a five-colored longsword.

Casually gripping the sword hilt with his right hand, he formed a sword gesture with his left hand and brushed the sword's surface lightly. The five-colored longsword immediately glimmered with snowy cold light.

Its sharpness was in no way inferior to a Nascent Soul-level magical artifact!

Seeing the burly man's technique of condensing Qi into a sword, the elders of other forces felt a slight unease, becoming more wary of Giant Sword Pavilion.

"Open!"

The burly man held the sword single-handedly and slashed heavily forward.

"Swish!"

A sword light streaked across the sky as if splitting the world in two!

In the seemingly empty void ahead, a translucent azure barrier suddenly appeared.

This barrier seemed frail but was in fact unbreakable, capable of isolating the heavens and forming its own realm.

The fierce sword light struck the barrier's surface, only to disintegrate instantly, leaving not a trace behind!

"Even my Five Elements Swordsmanship cannot break the restriction at all; it seems that, indeed, as the ancestor said, this secret realm is the work of an ancient great power."

The burly man was secretly startled.

This azure barrier had astonishing defense; forget about him, even if a Divinity Transformation strong person came, they might not be able to break it!

Fortunately, through years of joint research by the five top forces, they had mastered the way to break the restriction.

Next.

Yun Mingzi, the burly man, and other sect leaders joined forces to break the restriction.

Sect Leader Hui Ming, despite harboring grievances, had no choice but to temporarily set aside previous grudges and cooperate with the burly man and others in the face of the grand situation.

They either formed seals or laid down various array patterns, busy to the point of perspiring profusely. Half an hour later, they finally opened a passage on the azure barrier's surface.

"The restriction passage can only last for half an hour; all disciples with tokens, quickly enter!"

The burly man shouted loudly.

As his voice fell.

Over a hundred disciples from Giant Sword Pavilion leaped up, stepping on longswords, transforming into a stream of light, and instantly entered the restriction passage.

Other sects' disciples were unwilling to fall behind, all rushing in, fearing they would be left behind.

However, some loose cultivators, despite not having trial qualifications, attempted to sneak in, only to be bounced off by the azure barrier and spilling blood on the spot.

Lu Yuan was in no hurry, leisurely taking out a token.

This token represented the qualification to participate in the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm trial, given to him personally by Sect Leader Hui Ming.

After most of the disciples had entered the secret realm, Lu Yuan only then began moving toward the secret realm.

But just as he moved, many North Cold Sect disciples also followed, trailing Lu Yuan into the restriction passage.

"Yun Mingzi, what do you mean by this?"

Upon seeing this, Sect Leader Hui Ming was furious and questioned sharply.

"Why, does Medicine Buddha Sect plan to break the rules?" Yun Mingzi had a fearless look.

"Don't forget, the Cyan Spirit Trial doesn't forbid life and death. Even if all Medicine Buddha Sect disciples die inside, you can only blame your lack of skill."

A flash of delight appeared in Yun Mingzi's eyes.

He wasn't a match for Sect Leader Hui Ming, but couldn't he deal with a mere junior?

Before entering the secret realm, he had secretly ordered all North Cold Sect disciples to spare no cost to stifle Lu Yuan in the cradle!

Facing the siege of dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, someone like Lu Yuan with only Foundation Establishment Perfection power, even a Core Formation cultivator would fall with resentment.

"Sect Leader Hui Ming, Yun Mingzi is right, those are the rules of past trials."

"If you feel uneasy, you can give up the trial qualification beforehand, but once inside, even a Divinity Transformation great power must abide by the regulations!"

The burly man's tone carried a hint of warning.

By now, how could Sect Leader Hui Ming not see that Giant Sword Pavilion and North Cold Sect were clearly wary of Lu Yuan's too monstrous talent, so they conspired to stifle him in the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm!

"This trial is likely a path of nine deaths and one life; I hope Lu Yuan returns safely."

Sect Leader Hui Ming helplessly sighed.

Facing the alliance of several top forces, even he could do nothing to change the situation.

Meanwhile,

As soon as Lu Yuan entered the Cyan Spirit Secret Realm, he noticed more than thirty North Cold Sect disciples following him.

Yet he felt no fear; instead, a faint cold smile appeared on his face.

Since these people were so eager to die, he would fulfill their wishes!