High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

Su Jie did not answer, but he already understood.

"Because what He wants is not 'the strongest,'" the system said, emphasizing each word. "What He wants is 'the most suitable.'"

"Those who are too strong cannot be possessed by Him. Those who are too weak cannot bear His power, and He does not know to what extent His remnant soul will be restored after 200 epochs."

Therefore, He cast a wide net to capture all kinds of demons at all levels, from the World Realm to the Supreme Realm and the Eternal Realm.

Whoever can demonstrate the qualities most aligned with His soul, the most perfect physical potential, and the most vulnerable weakness to be possessed during the trials, is His target.

"As for the inheritance? That's just bait. A cosmic treasure of unknown quality, whether low or medium grade, is enough to make these monstrous talents flock to it, enough to make those geniuses willingly walk into the trap it has set."

Su Jie: "Therefore, this so-called 'ultimate inheritance' is a scam from beginning to end."

"Yes." The system's tone was calm to the point of being cold. "A meticulously planned hoax spanning two hundred epochs."

Su Jie raised his head, his gaze falling on the hunched, ghostly figure.

The "spirit" was guiding everyone, its voice hoarse yet gentle, like a kind elder welcoming a younger person who had come from afar.

However, in Su Jie's ninth-level primordial spirit perception, the remnant soul hidden beneath the surface was slowly wriggling, like a venomous snake that had been hibernating for a long time, finally smelling the scent of its prey.

Su Jie withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, and the curve of his lips remained the same.

A hoax from the 20th century, a carefully chosen "container".

And then there are those arrogant individuals who think they are chosen by fate, but in reality they are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

Su Jie smiled inwardly.

This scene is getting more and more interesting.

On the platform, the hunched phantom had turned around and was walking towards the stone gate. His steps were slow, as if he were measuring something with each step.

"Gentlemen, please follow me."

The prodigies stepped forward one after another, with the four Eternal Ones leading the way. Their steps were unhurried, and their expressions were arrogant, as if they were inspecting their own territory.

The Supreme Beings followed closely behind, some with solemn expressions, some with gleaming eyes, and some already plotting how to seize the final inheritance.

The young man from that world realm walked at the very back. He had his head down, his hands clutching the hem of his clothes, and his steps were unsteady, as if he might be left behind by the group at any moment.

Su Jie walked slowly in the middle of the group, neither in front nor behind.

His ninth-tier primordial spirit remained locked on the remnant soul fluctuations of that "artifact spirit".

Although the fluctuations were faint, every wriggling, every expansion, and every contraction was as clear as the lines on the palm of your hand.

"Host, you don't intend to expose Him?" the system asked in its mind.

"What's the rush?" Su Jie chuckled inwardly. "The stage has just been set up, the actors haven't all arrived, and the audience hasn't even taken their seats yet. Flipping the table now would be such a spoilsport."

Aren't you afraid that He might actually find a suitable host?

"Who do you think is more 'suitable' than me among all these people here?"

The system knew that what Su Jie said was not arrogance, but the truth.

Ninth-order Primordial Spirit, Seventh-order Supreme, Chaos Emperor Blood, Primordial Dao Body, Void Body of Destiny, Foundation of Three Thousand Great Daos.

In terms of physical potential, soul strength, and capacity, even if the combined potential of the ninety beings present were multiplied by ten thousand, it wouldn't be enough to cover a fraction of his potential alone.

The four Eternal Innate Wheels were already set, their potential exhausted, and were not even among the choices of the first Tower Master.

If the remnant soul of the first tower master wanted to possess another body, Su Jie would be its most ideal target.

But Su Jie didn't care, because if He really chose him, then the possession wouldn't be "possession," it would be "offering food."

[It's good that you know what's going on.] The system said no more.

The group passed through the stone gate and stepped into the deep passage.

On the walls on both sides of the passage, every hundred feet there is a fist-sized crystal embedded in the wall, emitting a soft light that illuminates the way ahead.

The passage was very long; after walking for nearly half an hour, we still couldn't see the end.

However, those present had all cultivated for countless years, so a half-hour walk was not even a warm-up.

The dragon at the very front suddenly stopped, its vertical pupils narrowing slightly.

"Senior Spirit," he said, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder, "I have traversed this passage three times."

The spirit continued its journey, its voice still hoarse yet gentle: "The path to the Land of Inheritance is different every time you walk through it. It's not the path that changes, but the rules of the Land of Inheritance that change."

The dragon's eternal vertical pupils flickered, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Su Jie smiled inwardly.

The paths are different? Perhaps He is stalling for time, filtering, searching for the "most suitable" prey, or perhaps He is trying to set a perfect trap.

After walking for about half an hour, light finally appeared at the end of the passage. It was a dazzling, radiant light that seemed to draw the soul into it.

The "spirit" stopped in front of the light and turned around.

"Everyone, this is the trial ground for the ultimate inheritance, the Soul Tempering Realm."

He raised his hand and waved it, and the light parted to both sides, revealing a vast space.

The space is circular, with a diameter of several thousand feet, and a dome suspended high above, inlaid with countless fine runes.

The ground was a single, enormous piece of jade, and in the center of the jade, an ancient mirror floated.

The ancient mirror is about ten feet square, with a chaotic color on its surface and densely engraved ancient characters along its edges.

"This is the realm of soul tempering."

The voice of the "spirit" echoed in the empty space, carrying an indescribable solemnity and reminiscence.

"Now that you have come here, I will tell you about the deeds of the first tower master."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his hunched figure seemingly straightening a bit, and a glint of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

"The first Tower Master, I... my master is the Eternal One with three Innate Wheels and three Acquired Wheels. His physical combat strength is as high as ten million units of constant power."

As soon as the words were spoken, the top talents on the platform all gasped in surprise.

Millions of constant efforts.

This number struck the ears of every living being present like a meteorite falling into the deep sea, creating a monstrous wave.

They had never even heard of it, let alone dared to imagine it.

Those prodigies from the multiverse considered themselves knowledgeable and experienced, and their clan's eternal ancestor had even guided them in cultivation.

But at this moment, a thought popped into their minds at the same time: their own ancestors probably weren't even worthy of polishing the boots of this first tower master.

The expressions on the faces of those four eternal beings were the most fascinating.

The dragon giant's vertical pupils contracted slightly, the purple-robed youth's smile froze on his face, the blood-red eyes in the gray mist flickered uncertainly, and the figure on the back of the strange beast, who had been resting with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes.

They are the eternal beings who have attained the Dao at the fifth level of supreme status. In the multiverse, they are already at the top and are the objects of admiration for countless beings.

But at this moment, they clearly felt the gap, a gap that was not just a little bit, but a gap of endless dimensions.