My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

"What a coincidence! It seems we need to work together to find a way out."

Jun Anshi stopped beside him, his tone carrying a natural familiarity, as if they were not strangers meeting for the first time, but old friends who had known each other for a long time.

She didn't know why, even though the other person was dressed so mysteriously—a black cloak, a white mask, and exuding an aura of "don't come near me."

Even though they were complete strangers, she couldn't help but want to talk to him.

"How do you feel about being in this space? I just looked around and couldn't find an exit at all. All I could see around me was this endless expanse of water, except for this sycamore tree."

As Gu Changyuan listened to her words, his gaze swept across the entire space once more.

The sycamore tree stood in the center of the space, its emerald green leaves swaying gently in the light that seemed to come from nowhere, each sway causing a slight fluctuation in the power of time throughout the space.

He spoke slowly, his voice completely different from his usual tone:

"The power of time in this space is very strong, far exceeding that of the outside world."

Jun Anshi nodded; she had sensed this as well.

"I took a look,"

Gu Changyuan continued, his gaze falling on the sycamore tree.

"The sycamore tree in the middle should be the core of the entire space."

I sensed the power of the Great Dao within it, and—not only the power of time, but also the aura of other Great Daos were fused within it.

He paused, then said, word by word:

"Space, green wood, reincarnation."

A clear look of shock appeared in Jun Anshi's eyes.

She looked at the black-robed man beside her and reassessed his strength and background.

The other party was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, yet they were able to see at a glance that the phoenix tree contained the aura of other Great Daos. This perception was truly astonishing.

She could naturally sense the power of time; as a being of the Time Order Dao Body, her perception of the laws of time was as natural as eating and drinking.

She also caught a glimpse of the power of space, after all, her brother Jun Mukong was a Void Dao Body and was no stranger to the fluctuations of the laws of space.

But Aoki—she truly didn't sense it.

However, given that the tree is a parasol tree and possesses such a rich life force, it is highly likely to be a path of wood-based cultivation.

As for reincarnation, she truly didn't experience it at all.

I never imagined that the other party could sense so much in such a short time.

This level of perception and insight is far beyond what ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can achieve.

The opponent's strength and the forces behind them are probably not simple.

"Oh, is that so?"

Jun Anshi suppressed his surprise and steered the conversation back to the most practical issue.

"So how are we going to get out?"

Gu Changyuan did not answer immediately.

He walked to the sycamore tree, raised his right hand, and gently touched the trunk with his fingertips.

His divine sense extended from his fingertips, silently covering the entire sycamore tree.

Then, he withdrew his hand.

There were no traps, no hidden doors, and no concealed array trigger points.

This sycamore tree is merely a "carrier," bearing the legacy of the Cangwu Immortal Emperor, but it is not the key to unlocking that legacy.

Gu Changyuan turned around and sat down against the base of the sycamore tree.

The tree trunk is thick and the roots are twisted, forming a natural seat on the ground.

He sat cross-legged, leaning against the tree trunk, his posture casual and languid.

It felt as if this wasn't a mysterious space I couldn't leave, but rather the shade of a tree in my own backyard.

"wait."

He spoke slowly, his voice calm.

"This is probably the core inheritance space of the Cangwu Secret Realm. Since they chose to bring us here, it means we have been chosen."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the almost sacred, quiet space:

"In that case, let's wait."

He didn't sense any mechanisms on the sycamore tree that required him to actively trigger them, nor did he sense any sense of being tested.

Thinking about it this way, it's highly likely that one will need to pass the inheritance trial or gain the inheritance's approval before they can leave this place.

Otherwise, we can't just capture Jun Anshi and then wait there without any checkpoints or mechanisms, can we?

Gu Changyuan leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes.

My breathing was steady and long, as if I were really preparing to take a nap here.

Jun Anshi stood to the side, watching this fellow Daoist in black robes sit down so leisurely, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This personality seems somewhat similar to that of his master.

The Master is the same way. Even if the sky were to fall, he wouldn't be worried. He would eat and sleep as usual, as if there was nothing in the world that was worth his anxiety.

Hearing that she had to wait, Jun Anshi was still a little anxious, after all, people outside were definitely looking for her.

But she also knew that rushing wouldn't help.

She walked around this space several times, but there was indeed no exit.

Instead of rushing around like a headless fly, it's better to stop, observe the situation, conserve your energy, and wait for the next trial of inheritance.

She walked to the other side of the sycamore tree and sat down next to the trunk.

The tree trunk was very thick. She and the man in black robes sat on opposite sides, unable to see each other, but able to sense each other's presence.

A small ripple spread across the water as she sat down, then returned to calm.

Jun Anshi hugged his knees, rested his chin on them, and gazed at the boundless expanse of water in the distance.

"you say,"

She spoke, and her voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet space.

"Will this succession involve selecting only one person, or multiple people? Will we still be in competition afterward?"

Gu Changyuan's voice came from the other side of the tree trunk:

"have no idea."

Hearing this, Gu Changyuan was speechless. If it really was a competitive relationship, was it really okay to just say it directly?

Isn't it a bit too much to trust a "stranger" like me?

However, Gu Changyuan also guessed that it was probably aimed at Jun Anshi alone.

After all, no other cultivators have been captured and brought into this space yet, while he himself simply barged in.

I wonder if I will be expelled from this space or just watch from the sidelines when the inheritance begins.

"What if we can only choose one person?"

Jun An paused for a moment.

"Aren't we going to have a fight?"

"You can't beat me."

Jun Anshi raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with resentment:

"You've never even seen me fight, how do you know I can't beat you?"

"Feel."

Gu Changyuan's voice remained calm, even carrying a hint of nonchalance.

Jun Anshi was taken aback by this answer. He opened his mouth to refute it, but found that he really couldn't.

"Feeling" is something that you can say you have or you can say you don't. How can you argue about it?