Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

The creator of the Secret Realm not only set up challenges but also set up extremely cruel ones.

To inherit the corresponding legacy, one either needed to possess the Sealing Heaven Flag, otherwise, failure meant death.

Neither Wang Sheng nor Luo Tian doubted its authenticity.

If someone from the Tenth Realm truly wanted to kill someone from the Ninth Realm or even lower, it wasn't difficult at all.

Luo Tian was bewildered; he had never anticipated such a test.

The Sealing Heaven Flag was merely a protection from death.

It was not hard to predict that the difficulty of the test would not be low.

There was a high probability that those from the Ninth Realm would not pass.

Similarly, he could guess that if one failed once, the Sealing Heaven Flag would definitely be taken back, and the treatment thereafter would be the same as for everyone else, with no difference.

He even didn't know whether he could leave after using the Sealing Heaven Flag.

If one couldn't leave, then that would really be quite a situation!

"Is this the inheritance?"

Luo Tian coveted the inheritance, but if the risk was too great, honestly, he wasn't too eager to take that risk.

Of course, he didn't need to consider these situations right now.

Because the decision was not in his hands.

But just as he was about to ask for Wang Sheng's opinion, he noticed that Wang Sheng had already made a move without any hesitation.

The target—

Inheritance Palace!

Luo Tian suddenly remembered that Wang Sheng was also of the Tenth Realm; he didn't need to follow any rules at all.

Wang Sheng immediately summoned the Divine Weapon Spear, carried by his Ninth Realm alter ego.

Although it had only been refined for a few years, it had been consecrated and given birth to Divine Skills.

Driven by immortal power, it was even more terrifying.

"Divine Weapon Divine Skills, Pierce!"

The spear in his hand turned into a sharp arrow, piercing towards the center of the Inheritance Palace, which was the core of the Inheritance Palace, and also the main support of the entire palace.

This strike, it was as though he wanted to destroy the entire palace.

But Wang Sheng knew that it wouldn't be so simple.

Just as the spear was about to touch the Inheritance Palace, the palace burst out with a strong light, which transformed into a giant hand grabbing the spear.

Not only that, after grabbing it, the giant hand seemed to want to use the spear to counterattack, returning the attack back to the attacker.

Wang Sheng wasn't surprised, he flicked his wrist, and the spear trembled as if the entire Void was twisting, affecting everything around it.

The hand made of light seemed to be silently swallowed by the Void, disappearing without a trace.

And the spear, unaffected by any of it, continued forward, vowing not to stop until the palace was destroyed.

After all, it was an inheritance land left by someone of the Tenth Realm; it wouldn't be so simple. After the giant hand disappeared, a phantom quickly appeared.

The phantom was also made of white light, with rings composed of mysterious runes at its edges, terrifying energy flowed, making space itself come to a standstill.

"The Tenth Realm?!" Luo Tian sensed the strength of the phantom.

That terrifying presence, he had only seen not long ago, was definitely something only someone of the Tenth Realm could emit, even a trace of it made him extremely fearful.

And he realized a very serious problem.

Wang Sheng was of the Tenth Realm, and the phantom also emitted the aura of the Tenth Realm. The destructive power that would come from their battle, one could know without thinking how terrible it would be, even the aftermath could threaten his life.

Now, should he run?

Wang Sheng possessed Telepathy and naturally heard his inner voice.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

After saying this, he ignored him and instead turned his attention to the phantom.

"Have you finally appeared?"

From the beginning, his goal wasn't to destroy the palace but to force out something similar to a Guardian.

After all, the palace could kill inheritors, clearly having some means.

The Guardian was one of them.

He took a gamble, and, clearly, he had bet correctly!

The Guardian existed.

However, things were somewhat different from what he had anticipated.

Originally, he had confronted the Guardian, and if the Guardian had existed, he wanted to ask for some information.

But now it seemed, this Guardian, emitting white light, had no wisdom to speak of.

But just as he was about to make his next move, the white phantom issued a voice: "Leave, the Inheritance Land must not be desecrated!"

Being able to talk was definitely a good thing; Wang Sheng immediately said,

"I can leave, but tell me, where do you come from?"

"The Inheritance Land must not be desecrated!!" The white phantom repeated the same sentence.

Wang Sheng frowned, "No intelligence, just an instinctive Guardian?"

Thus, he continued to act.

Since it couldn't answer his questions, then it was of no use.

"Since that is the case, let's break the palace now!"

The white phantom sensed the fluctuations of energy, and the ring made of mysterious runes around it suddenly enlarged.

"Forbid!"

Dense runes instantly covered everything, leaving almost no gaps.

The entire space's energy was sealed off, and Wang Sheng sensed energy restricting him.

"A lineage..."

He didn't care in the least.

With a burst of immortal power, he almost instantly broke through the blockade.

"If you were alive, I still would have some apprehensions, but now that you're gone, just sink into silence completely!"

Confirming that he couldn't obtain information from the Guardian, he held nothing back.

In the blink of an eye, he suppressed the phantom.

"Lea... leave..."

The white phantom just repeated that phrase, wanting to resist, but under the overwhelming power, its form slowly disappeared.

Luo Tian was stunned.

"Is this the way to remain unharmed?"

He had previously heard Wang Sheng's assurance and thought Wang Sheng would protect him, but he had not expected this outcome.

An enemy of the Tenth Realm, easily suppressed, almost without any ability to resist.