You call this the way of the sword?

The protective stone shattered and immediately transformed into a beam of shimmering white divine light that enveloped Yang Qingfeng.

This protective divine light is not of a high level, but it is protected by the rules of the Great Dao, and even Butterfly Prison, which possesses divine curse power, cannot destroy it immediately.

Yang Qingfeng was unaware of what had happened. He only knew that he only had one chance, so he used the protective divine light to accelerate again, instantly advancing hundreds of meters and breaking through Yongling into the deep space.

At this moment, Yongling's face was extremely gloomy, but in the end he dared not make another move.

"If you don't believe me, you'll definitely suffer the consequences later."

"Why do you think the Divine Realm has become like this? Your Celestial Emperor sent you here so that you could seize the Divine Realm's inheritance."

"Do you think the inheritance of the gods is so easy to obtain? Even they have to avoid the karmic consequences involved, which is why they set up the Investiture of the Gods Formation..."

The voice of the Eternal Spirit echoed continuously in the depths of space.

She's like a lonely patient with deep-seated resentment; once she starts talking, she's like a completely different person.

Yang Qingfeng heard it, but didn't take it to heart.

The Yu Xia Empire only cultivates the Great Dao and does not claim to be immortal. At least Yang Qingfeng has no concept of immortality at all, and the Investiture of the Gods Formation is even more absurd.

Since ancient times, the ancient gods and the human race have always been an ironclad alliance. Moreover, the ancient gods would also come to the secret realm to awaken their talents. If the God-Sealing Array really exists, why has no one in the world mentioned it?

Yang Qingfeng felt that Yongling was either mentally deranged or had lived too long, and the outside world was no longer what she imagined, but none of that mattered to him.

There are now 20 seconds left until the challenge ends.

Butterfly Prison had already landed behind Yang Qingfeng, and the extremely beautiful sea of ​​flowers once again filled the field of vision. Countless exotic flowers swayed in the wind, and it was impossible to find the Dao Flower with the naked eye.

This may be why, for countless years, no one has ever passed the trial.

Even if one sees through Yongling's trap and bypasses Yongling's interception, it is all in vain if one cannot find the Dao Flower, and failure is inevitable.

Fortunately, I have a winning strategy.

Yang Qingfeng arrived at the approximate location based on his memory, summoned his sword spirit with a backhand, and after only a cursory scan, quickly located the soul fire a dozen meters away.

He raced against time, summoning his flying sword, which, along with its sword spirit, transformed into a spiritual sword. The two swords flew across the sky one after the other, seizing the last few seconds to sever the roots of the Dao Flower and erase its faint soul.

Compared to Yongling, Yuanshi Daohua was clearly completely unprepared.

To be precise, the deep space is the test it presents; as long as you can enter the deep space and find it, the trial is passed.

Such trials, while not particularly difficult, can still stump most new cultivators. Ultimately, it all comes down to chance and luck, and I was just lucky enough to have the right methods.

"call…"

As the Dao Flower disappeared, Yang Qingfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

For the first time in his life, he fought desperately, and although it didn't last long, it seemed to drain all his strength.

Only when he relaxed did he realize that he was covered in wounds, and the wounds were extremely strange.

It's unclear when it started, but his body had become riddled with wounds. Judging from his injuries alone, he probably wouldn't have survived, yet he's alive and well now.

Not only was he alive, but he also felt no pain or bleeding. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that his body was not made of flesh and blood, but rather a soul body like the sword spirit!

"So that's how it is!"

Yang Qingfeng was extremely surprised and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He had always found it strange that only newly promoted cultivators could enter the Talent Secret Realm, but every kind of being here, whether it was a trial or not, could take their lives.

Almost all of the dozens of people in the same area as him died.

This isn't some kind of trial for newcomers; it's clearly a death trap.

However, looking at his own soul body, Yang Qingfeng suddenly remembered that the Talent Secret Realm had existed for countless years and he had never heard of any deaths or injuries.

He had initially thought it was being deliberately concealed, but now it seems that's not the case.

From the moment they stepped into the teleportation array, these newly recruited cultivators were protected. Even if they died in the talent secret realm, they probably wouldn't actually die.

"Grandpa is right. The world is full of strange and wonderful things, and you only realize how amazing many things are after you've seen them for yourself..."

Yang Qingfeng let out another long sigh, tilting his head back with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

The feeling of victory...it feels great.

I don't know how much time passed.

All sounds around me disappeared.

A gentle breeze, carrying a unique fragrance, seemed to drift between heaven and earth, landing lightly on the body like feathers, bringing an incomparably refreshing feeling that was captivating.

Yang Qingfeng opened his eyes as if sensing something, only to find that the sea of ​​flowers had disappeared and the deep space had turned into an endless starry sky.

I was surrounded by the intricate and dazzling Milky Way, yet I felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Ahead, Yongling was smiling at him, "Thank you, little human."

Yongling's voice became ethereal again, as if it came from the distant starry sky.

She still looks the same, but she seems to have become more pure and more beautiful.

Even though Yang Qingfeng had once been his enemy, he was still amazed at this moment and felt a sense of awe and wonder.

He knew that Yongling was no longer Yongling at this moment, but the ancestor of all flowers, the Origin Dao Flower.

Although Daohua's physical body was severed and her soul was erased, it's not hard to imagine that someone like her, who sought death as a trial, might truly find it difficult to die even if she wanted to.

Yang Qingfeng didn't dwell on these things. He awkwardly shifted his gaze to the magnificent and mysterious staircase behind Yongling.

"This is the path of the gods."

Yongling turned back to look up at the divine path, his eyes seemingly filled with reminiscence: "Your generation calls it the Heavenly Path."

Yang Qingfeng could understand the words literally, but for him, neither the Divine Path nor the Heavenly Path was something he had never heard of before.

In that instant, numerous questions flooded his mind, but he didn't know where to begin. So he simply bowed respectfully, condensing his thousand words into one: "This junior is foolish and ignorant; may I ask the senior to enlighten me?"

Yongling chuckled and glanced at Yang Qingfeng. It was just a casual look, yet it seemed to see right through his soul. "It is said that the Divine Path leads to the perfect other shore, a shortcut to achieving the highest realm. Would you like to go and take a look?"

It is said?

Yang Qingfeng looked up at the divine path, and in an instant, his thoughts raced. "The Master taught that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a dike of ten thousand miles can be destroyed by an ant hole. Cultivation should be done step by step, laying a solid foundation. How can one take shortcuts?"

For a mere newly promoted cultivator to presume to talk about cultivation seems rather ignorant and arrogant.

However, Yongling didn't care. Her smile remained unchanged as she asked again, "Do you want to go up and take a look?"

Do we really have to make a choice now?

If you don't move forward, you fall behind; it seems this is the final test.

Yang Qingfeng pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I am a junior who has just begun to learn the Dao. I am only a newly promoted cultivator at level 1. The highest realm is too far away for me. It may not be a good thing to look at it."

"Thank you for your kind offer, senior, but I have decided not to take this road for the time being."

Yongling nodded and slowly walked down the steps. "Heaven and earth share the same origin and lead to the same destination, but all things eventually come to an end. Your era is far removed from ours, and the divine path may not be the same as the heavenly path you seek."

Yang Qingfeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems I made the right choice.

While being down-to-earth may not guarantee great achievements, being overly ambitious will only lead to a dismal end.

We're not even ants, so let's try to become ants first.

"Since you are not taking this road, this journey ends here."

Yongling walked up to Yang Qingfeng, her figure gradually fading into nothingness. In her final moments, she raised her hand and patted Yang Qingfeng's head, gently advising him, "Good child, do not be controlled by your inner demons. All the difficulties in this world can be used to my advantage."

"Having endured countless hardships for so many years, looking back now, I find it all quite interesting..."

After she finished speaking, her ethereal body disintegrated into countless points of light, which flowed into Yang Qingfeng's body.

At the same time, the divine path ahead quietly disappeared, and the Milky Way in all directions shone with brilliant light.

The rosy light flowed like water, forming a tunnel leading back home.