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A white-haired, distinguished figure from the world of supernatural beings has reached the point nearing the end.

He wore a smile, emanating a powerful yet stable aura. Everyone present recognized him; he was a highly respected and accomplished senior.

Just as he was about to reach the summit, an invisible force seemed to strike his soul.

The old man's expression twisted instantly, as if someone were choking him, his face turning from red to green and then to white. His eyes widened, filled with unspeakable fear and regret.

"No! That wasn't my fault! I had no choice!"

A piercing scream echoed through the mountains. The old man was struck as if by a heavy hammer and tumbled down the steps. A flash of blue light, and he was teleported back to the foot of the mountain. The phantom of the sacred mountain vanished completely from his sight.

This scene shocked everyone. No one questioned the old man's cultivation level; he was practically a top figure in the world of supernatural beings, yet he failed at the last step of the Ladder to Heaven.

A reality emerged in everyone's mind: this test is not about cultivation level, but only about one's true nature.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei remained calm. His Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and his breathing was long and steady.

Nearly a century of cultivation, along with the severing of his three corpses, made his Dao heart as solid as a rock. Facing the various trials of the steps, he always maintained inner peace.

He saw the past, he saw the future, he saw countless possible choices, yet he remained steadfast in his Daoist principles.

The old Celestial Master stepped onto the platform of the inverted Dragon Tiger Mountain, becoming the first person to reach the summit. Standing on the platform, he turned and looked down at the crowd, his eyes calm as still water.

Zhang Chulan followed closely behind, becoming the second person to reach the top.

Unlike the old master's calm demeanor, his face was filled with excitement and a sense of enlightenment.

He first looked at the old Celestial Master, a hint of respect flashing in his eyes, then turned his gaze to Yang Yi, his eyes filled with a desire and determination for greater power.

Feng Baobao reached the top after Zhang Chulan, still looking dazed, as if she had just completed an ordinary walk.

This is the true value of one of only two people in the world who have severed their own three corpses, a feat that shocked Tu Junfang for a whole year.

Afterwards, Zhang Lingyu stepped onto the platform with a solemn expression, her eyes revealing her unwavering faith in her sect. Wang Ye lazily followed, yawning, but his eyes were unusually clear.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhuge Qing steadily stepped onto the last step.

Veteran figures such as Ma Hongxian, Lü Ci, and Lu Jin, as well as a few determined young talents, also reached the summit one after another.

The company's temporary workers also performed admirably.

Xiao Zizai stepped onto the platform; Chen Duo followed with a blank but determined look in her eyes; Wang Zhenqiu even had the leisure to look around at the scenery.

As the last successful person stepped onto the platform, Yang Yi waved his hand lightly, and the energy staircase instantly transformed into countless points of light and vanished without a trace.

All those still climbing or hesitating at the starting point were sent back to the ground by a gentle yet irresistible force.

At the same time, the image of the inverted sacred mountain completely disappeared from their sight, as if it had never existed.

Those who reached the summit then realized that they were not on the Upside-Down Mountain, but had returned to the main platform at the top of Longhu Mountain in reality.

Exhaustion, awe, excitement, and anticipation—a mix of emotions mingled and spread among the crowd.

Some were still catching their breath, some were silently processing their insights from the climb, and many more were looking at Yang Yi with a mixture of tension and anticipation.

Yang Yi's gaze swept over the crowd. "The Ladder to Heaven tests whether your will and soul are strong enough to bear the power you are about to cultivate."

"Verbal instruction is too ineffective."

"I will directly imprint the seed of 'magnetic field rotation' and the initial methods of practice into your consciousness. How much you comprehend depends entirely on yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yi's eyes lit up with a deep blue light, and an invisible, vast and powerful magnetic field fluctuation erupted from his body, instantly enveloping everyone on the arena.

Countless mysteries about the rotation of magnetic fields, methods of cultivating magnetic fields, and various complex and exquisite energy flow routes were all transformed into the purest flow of information and forcibly poured into their minds!

Zhang Lingyu groaned and clutched his head. He felt as if an entire library had been shoved into his head, and countless unfamiliar yet strangely familiar pieces of knowledge were churning and colliding within him.

The old master closed his eyes in deep thought, his brows furrowed, clearly struggling to digest this massive amount of information.

Feng Baobao, unusually, widened her eyes, a hint of bewilderment flashing in her blank gaze.

Xu San and Xu Si supported each other, their faces pale and their clothes soaked with sweat.

Ma Hongxian rubbed his temples and muttered incantations; Lü Ci, on the other hand, sat down cross-legged and began to organize the information in his mind.

Some people clutched their heads in pain, some had blank stares, and some unconsciously began to make fist and kick gestures, uttering strange syllables that were difficult to understand.

"ah!"

"Eat!"

"Quack!"

Zhang Lingyu swayed slightly, but gritted her teeth and persevered, refusing to fall. Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing leaned against a pillar, barely managing to stay upright.

The transmission of magnetic field power has begun in the most direct and domineering way!

Who will be the first to withstand this information deluge? Who will be the first to get started? A brand new era is about to begin, and the few dozen people standing on this platform will be the pioneers of this era.

Chapter 204 The other side of the door is 1940

At the summit of Longhu Mountain, all was quiet and still.

The flood of information that had rushed into my mind finally receded, leaving behind exhaustion and a completely new feeling of being reborn.

Everyone gasped for breath, as if they had just escaped from deep water, their eyes still showing the bewilderment left by the overwhelming amount of knowledge.

The first to recover was the old master Zhang Zhiwei, who immediately entered the gate of electric current the moment his consciousness returned.

His once gray hair turned black at a visible speed, his loose skin became firm again, his hunched body straightened up, and his muscles bulged under his Taoist robe, as if containing explosive power. He had returned to his middle-aged appearance.

The air around him crackled, and fine blue arcs of electricity slithered across his body like serpents.

That powerful aura had clearly reached the limit of being propelled by a 500,000-volt current, and was just one step away from a true magnetic field rotation.

Everyone present turned their heads in awe.

The Celestial Master was already an exceptional figure, and now that he has obtained the method of magnetic field rotation, he is even more powerful.

Others also benefited greatly.

Zhang Chulan stood there, closing his eyes to feel the surging power within his body. The 30,000-horsepower magnetic field swirled, and his realm was completely stabilized.

Although Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and others failed to achieve instant success, they all managed to get a feel for the power of electric current.

The Qi within their bodies was more condensed and circulated faster, with faint electric sparks flowing across their skin, indicating that their strength had increased by more than one level compared to before.

Xiao Zizai licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a light that was a mixture of excitement and bloodlust.

The new power stirred the destructive desire within him even more, yet he forcibly suppressed it. This contradiction made him exude a dangerous aura.

Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Yang Yi spoke, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"The rotation of the magnetic field is not simply due to violence."

"It's more like an extreme amplifier of will and emotion."

“Anger, joy, sadness, hatred... all strong emotional fluctuations are the fuel that drives them to become stronger.”

"If you want to quickly master and enhance this power, it is too inefficient to rely on self-study behind closed doors."

"Battle, especially fierce battles between life and death, is the best way to hone one's skills."

Yang Yi paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd.

"Therefore, I have prepared a special training ground for you."

He raised his hand and waved it, causing the space in front of him to ripple, and then a portal shimmering with a ghostly blue light slowly took shape.

Through the portal, one can vaguely see the scene on the other side.

The sky was filled with smoke, the buildings were in ruins, the ruins were burning, and the faint sounds of gunfire could be heard in the distance.

A somber and desolate atmosphere seeped out from behind the door.

"Behind the door lies a parallel universe of China."

"The time is 1940."

"The land of China there is being invaded by the land of cherry blossoms."

"Our compatriots are wailing, and our land is bleeding."

"There are enough enemies, enough brutal battlefields, and enough intense trials."

"Go, use your newfound power to fight, to protect, to kill, and to unleash your will and emotions."

"That place is the best place for you to hone your magnetic field rotation."

"Cherry blossoms have invaded!"

"1940 years!"

These two words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer.

The older generation of extraordinary individuals who had lived through that era, such as Lü Ci and Lu Jin, suddenly shuddered.

Especially Lu Ci, whose wrinkled old face instantly twisted, his eyes bursting with an overwhelming hatred and killing intent that seemed to be real.

His teeth were grinding together, his thin fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, and his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

He felt as if he had returned to that era of war, national ruin, and family destruction, where he witnessed the tragic deaths of his people and the devastation of the land.

The national and personal grievances from decades ago erupted completely at this moment, and his body trembled violently due to extreme anger.

"You little devils!" Lu Ci uttered a chilling whisper.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei's expression became extremely solemn, his eyes sharp as knives, and electric sparks flickered around his body, clearly indicating that he was also extremely unsettled.

Younger generations such as Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing, although they did not personally experience that dark period, were instantly ignited by the education they received from childhood and the patriotism in their bones.

Zhang Chulan clenched his fists, his usual playful smile gone, replaced by a heavy resolve.

He thought of his grandfather, and of the ancestors who sacrificed themselves to protect this land.

"Brother Yi, when are we going?"

Master Wang Ye's eyes were unusually clear, his brows slightly furrowed as if he were pondering something, but he eventually nodded.

"Who cares about cause and effect? ​​The lives of the people are far more important than those vague and illusory causes and effects."

Xiao Zizai's excitement deepened, and he licked his lips, whispering.

“Killing…and killing those damned Japanese, this is the perfect trial. Can I stay in this parallel world?”

Xu Si pushed up his glasses, his eyes flashing coldly behind the lenses. "Looks like I'm in for a lot of work this time!"