I am submissive in Journey to the West, I strike hard at the gods

Jiang Wang smiled and said while fending off the attacking demonic beasts, "Elder Mo, I am only slightly stronger in terms of physical strength. It's nothing special. Elder Mo, you are also very capable. You killed two mid-stage Hunyuan demonic beasts in one go."

"Haha, you're quite modest, kid."

Old Mo smiled, his hands still moving, and killed another bear demon that pounced at him. "Alright, let's stop chatting and quickly defend against the demon beasts' attacks. An incense stick's time is neither long nor short. If we are not careful and are seriously injured by the demon beasts, it will be troublesome."

"This junior will remember, Elder Mo."

Jiang Wang nodded, quickening his movements as he continuously struck at the charging demonic beasts. Each strike contained immense power, and almost every demonic beast he hit was killed. Even a demonic beast at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm could not withstand his palm strike.

The other cultivators around were all surprised when they saw Jiang Wang's strength. They did not expect that a cultivator in the early stage of the Primordial Chaos Realm from the One Heart Realm would have such strength, even stronger than many cultivators in the middle stage of the Primordial Chaos Realm.

"Who is that kid? He comes from the One Heart Realm and his cultivation is only at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos Realm, yet he is so powerful that he can kill a mid-stage Primordial Chaos Realm demon beast with a single palm strike. It's unbelievable."

"Yes, that's amazing. I'm also at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm, and it takes a lot of effort to kill a mid-stage Primordial Chaos realm demon beast. Yet he, a cultivator at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos realm, did it so easily. It seems that his physical strength is extremely powerful."

"I never expected that there would be such powerful cultivators in the One Heart Realm. It seems that we have underestimated the cultivators of the One Heart Realm before."

The surrounding cultivators, while defending against the attacks of the demonic beasts, discussed Jiang Wang, their eyes filled with surprise and admiration.

Jiang Wang paid no attention to the discussions among the surrounding cultivators. He remained focused on defending against the attacks of the demonic beasts, constantly killing the beasts that pounced at him. His aura grew stronger with each battle, and the primordial energy within his body circulated rapidly, undergoing a certain degree of tempering.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Jiang Wang's palms pounded repeatedly on the monsters' bodies, and shrill screams echoed throughout the hall. Soon, the ground was covered with the monsters' corpses, emitting a strong stench of blood.

While defending against the attacks of the demonic beasts, Elder Mo would occasionally glance at Jiang Wang, his admiration growing stronger. He hadn't expected Jiang Wang to be so strong, and also to have such rich combat experience. Even when facing the siege of hundreds of demonic beasts, he remained calm and methodically defended against their attacks.

"This kid is a true genius. If he can be properly nurtured, his future achievements will be limitless. He might even be able to reach the peak of sainthood, or even a higher realm."

Old Master Mo sighed inwardly.

Time passed slowly, and the time it takes for an incense stick to burn was almost up. The number of demonic beasts in the hall was decreasing, with only a dozen or so mid-stage Hunyuan demonic beasts still stubbornly resisting.

"Young friend Jiang Wang, give it your all! The time it takes for an incense stick to burn will be up soon. If we just persevere a little longer, we'll be able to pass the first test."

Mo Lao shouted at Jiang Wang, quickening his movements and killing a tiger demon that pounced on him.

"This junior understands, Elder Mo!"

Jiang Wang shouted, increasing the force in his hands as he slammed them down on the remaining demonic beasts. "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With several loud bangs, the remaining dozen or so demonic beasts were instantly killed by Jiang Wang, and there were no more living demonic beasts on the ground.

Just then, a cold, mechanical voice rang in the ears of Jiang Wang and all the cultivators: "The time for one incense stick to burn is up. All the demonic beasts have been eliminated. All cultivators who challenged the tower have passed the first level of the Secret Realm Tower test. After resting for the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, they will enter the second level of the Secret Realm Tower for the second round of tests."

Upon hearing the mechanical voice, Jiang Wang breathed a sigh of relief, the tension in his body instantly disappearing. He wiped the sweat and blood from his face, looked at the densely packed monster corpses on the ground, and secretly rejoiced that he was strong enough; otherwise, passing the first level of the test would not have been an easy task.

"Haha, young friend Jiang Wang, congratulations on successfully passing the first level of the test."

Old Mo walked over to Jiang Wang with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a tone full of praise, "You kid, you're really amazing. A cultivator at the early stage of the Primordial Chaos realm can kill so many demonic beasts in such a short time. You're even more powerful than many cultivators at the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm. It's truly admirable."

Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Elder Mo, you flatter me. I was just lucky. Besides, my physical strength is a little stronger, which is why I was able to kill these monsters so easily."

"If it weren't for Elder Mo's reminder, I might have been seriously injured by the demonic beast."

"Haha, luck is also a part of strength."

Old Mo smiled and said, "Moreover, your strength is indeed very strong, there's no need to be modest."

All right,

Jiang Wang abruptly covered his mouth, swallowing back the exclamation that was about to come out. His eyes widened as he stared intently at the nine-headed Qilin and the old man in front of the teleportation platform. His voice was extremely low, almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but it still couldn't hide the shock in his tone: "Tu Xiangrui? It really is Tu Xiangrui? The legendary primordial god of chaos who was born at the same time as the Great God Pangu? I'm not seeing things, am I? How could this primordial god of chaos be guarding the teleportation platform of the Tower of Babel here?"

Upon hearing this, Tu Xiangrui's face remained expressionless. He merely glanced at the nine-headed Qilin and spoke in a low voice, yet it carried a profound power that seemed to pierce through the chaos. Each word was like a hammer blow on metal or stone, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present: "Rise, all of you. There's no need for such formalities."

"Your Auspicious Sect is actually willing to send a nine-headed Qilin to challenge the Tower of Babel this time?"

The leading azure qilin immediately bowed, its head slightly lowered, its posture extremely respectful. All auspiciousness on its body was completely concealed, and its voice carried a mixture of reverence and excitement: "Father God, this time our sect has spared no effort in selecting the nine of us, all of whom are outstanding members of the younger generation of the clan. We hope to take advantage of the opportunity presented by the Tower of Babel to break through our limitations, bring glory to our Auspicious Sect and our qilin clan, and live up to Father God's blessings."

The other red Qilin quickly added, its voice clear yet still respectful: "Yes, Father God, the nine of us have been cultivating day and night, hoping to one day receive your guidance. Now that we are able to challenge the Tower of Babel, it is an opportunity that comes once in a lifetime. We ask that you give us your guidance at that time."

Tu Xiangrui waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the nine-headed Qilin, his eyes filled with a scrutinizing look and a hint of barely perceptible expectation: "It's not a matter of giving pointers. Opportunities in the Tower of Babel are always earned through one's own efforts. All Father God can give you is a chance to enter."

"Your talent is indeed remarkable among the younger generation of the Qilin Clan, but you must guard against arrogance and complacency. The dangers hidden within this Tower of Babel are far greater than you can imagine." "Your disciples will heed Father God's teachings!"

The nine-headed Qilin responded in unison, their voices so loud that the surrounding chaotic energy rippled slightly. After bowing respectfully, they slowly straightened up, their gazes inadvertently sweeping over Jiang Wang beside them, their eyes immediately revealing a hint of disdain and contempt.

The Azure Qilin frowned, sizing up Jiang Wang. A faint aura of auspiciousness emanated from its body, carrying a sense of oppression. Its tone was condescending: "Who are you? Judging from your clothes, you don't seem to be from my Auspicious Realm, nor do you seem to be an elite of any of the Chaos Races. What are you doing here? Are you some lowly servant who sneaked in?"

Jiang Wang's heart sank. Knowing that it was not advisable to reveal his identity at this moment, he quickly concealed his aura, forced a simple and honest smile, cupped his hands to the Azure Qilin, and said humbly, "This Qilin Lord, I am Tu Xiaonai, from the One Heart Realm. I have come to challenge the Tower of Babel. I am not a servant, nor did I sneak in. I have obtained permission from this ancestor."

As he spoke, Jiang Wang pointed to Tu Xiangrui beside him, his eyes filled with a hint of flattery, as if afraid that these Qilins would cause him trouble. Although he had a strong physical body and the ability to remain invisible, he would definitely not come out on top if a conflict broke out between the nine-headed Qilin and Tu Xiangrui, the Chaos Ancestral God.

The Crimson Qilin chuckled and shook its head, its contempt growing even stronger: "One Heart Realm? Never heard of it. It must be just a third-rate little world."

"Someone like you dares to challenge the Tower of Babel? I think you'd better go back now, lest you lose your life inside and don't even know how you died."

"that is,"

A yellow Qilin spoke, its tone arrogant, "My Qilin clan is an auspicious clan, one of the strongest races in the Chaos. Even if the nine of us joined forces, we wouldn't dare say we could easily pass the first few levels of the Tower of Babel. You, an unknown nobody from a small world, dare to come and join the fun? You are simply overestimating yourself."

Jiang Wang sneered inwardly, but on the surface he still maintained an honest and simple appearance. He scratched his head and said sincerely, "What you Qilin lords say is true. I am indeed weak and I know that the Tower of Babel is dangerous, but I have a strong desire to try to break through it. Even if I can only pass one level, I will be willing to do so."

I humbly request that you, my esteemed Qilin lords, show mercy and not make things difficult for me.

He deliberately feigned weakness to lull these Qilin into a false sense of security. After all, the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it, especially in front of Tu Xiangrui. Being too flamboyant would only attract more attention and even expose his true identity. He didn't want this Chaos Ancestral God to know that he was Jiang Wang, and he didn't want the other party to know his secrets.

Tu Xiangrui glanced at Jiang Wang, then at the nine-headed Qilin, and spoke calmly, interrupting their conversation: "Alright, stop arguing."

Before the Tower of Babel, regardless of race or origin, anyone with the courage to challenge it can enter.

"Little one, since you're determined to try, go for it. Remember what I just told you: after you've passed the first three levels, don't rush into the fourth. Prepare yourself first."

Jiang Wang was overjoyed and quickly bowed to Tu Xiangrui, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Ancestor. I will remember it and will certainly not let you down."

Seeing this, the Azure Qilin showed some dissatisfaction and bowed to Tu Xiangrui, saying, "Father God, this boy's origins are unknown and his strength is weak. What if he causes trouble in the tower and affects our progress? Why don't we let him go back to avoid ruining our important plans?"

Tu Xiangrui waved his hand, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "No need. The Tower of Babel has its own rules. If he dares to cause trouble, he will naturally be punished by the rules of the tower. There is no need for you to take action."

You should mind your own business. Instead of worrying about others, focus on how to overcome the challenges inside the tower and try to obtain the Chaos Treasure from the fourth level.

"Yes, Father God."

The Azure Qilin dared not say anything more, and could only glare fiercely at Jiang Wang, its eyes full of warning, as if to say, "You better behave yourself and don't cause us any trouble."

Jiang Wang pretended not to see the Azure Qilin's gaze, bowed to Tu Xiangrui again, and turned to walk towards the Tower of Babel not far away.

The Tower of Babel stands amidst the chaotic energy. Its entire body is pitch black, covered with densely packed runes. As the runes flow, they exude a powerful chaotic energy. The tower soars into the clouds, its top invisible, giving it an aura of majesty and mystery.

They had only taken a few steps when the voice of the Crimson Qilin came from behind, its tone laced with sarcasm: "Hey, you little Tu, if you die in the tower, don't blame us for not warning you. You won't even have a trace left behind!"

Jiang Wang paused, but didn't turn around. He simply waved his hand, his tone still honest and simple: "Thank you for the reminder, Lord Qilin. I will be careful."

After saying that, Jiang Wang quickened his pace and soon arrived at the gate of the first floor of the Tower of Babel.

The tower gate was enormous, crafted from a single piece of chaotic stone, with a ferocious beast carved on it. The beast's eyes were wide open, as if it might burst out of the stone gate at any moment, exuding a terrifying aura.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, reached out his hand, and gently pressed it on the tower door.

The moment his palm touched the tower gate, the runes on the gate lit up instantly, and a cold voice rang in his ears, devoid of any emotion: "Challenger Tu Xiaonai, from the One Heart Realm, with a physical strength at the Chaos Spiritual Treasure level, meets the requirements for entering the first level of the Tower of Babel."

As soon as he finished speaking, the massive tower gate slowly opened, and a dense aura of chaotic energy surged out from within the tower, mixed with a faint smell of blood and the aura of battle.

Jiang Wang felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that the tower was indeed dangerous. He dared not be careless in the slightest and cautiously walked in.

As soon as I entered the tower, the tower door slowly closed, and a loud "boom" came from behind, completely isolating me from everything outside.

The tower was dimly lit, with only the runes on the walls emitting a faint glow that illuminated a small area.

Jiang Wang looked around and found that the space on the first floor was extremely large, like a huge martial arts arena. The ground was covered with gravel and bloodstains, indicating that a fierce battle had taken place here.

The figure was tall and imposing, clad in tattered armor, wearing a ferocious mask, and wielding a massive battle axe. He exuded a dense, malevolent aura, his strength reaching the early stage of a Chaos Golden Immortal. His eyes were coldly fixed on Jiang Wang, his voice hoarse and icy: "Challenger, if you wish to pass the first level, you must first get past me!" (End of Chapter)