189: An anomaly!!

With the dual enhancement of extraordinary perception and a Breakthrough in actual combat, he gradually gained the upper hand.

Although the mirror image possessed powerful combat instincts, it was ultimately a "copy," lacking true spirituality and adaptability.

When Chen Linsheng's attacks exceeded the upper limit of the "Chen Linsheng" template in its database, its responses began to show delays and errors.

"Now is the time!"

Chen Linsheng's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he deliberately showed a flaw, leaving his left shoulder wide open.

As expected, the mirror image struck directly with a "Suppressing the Mountain" seal that concentrated all its power, intending to finish everything in one blow.

But at the moment the palm seal was about to hit his body, Chen Linsheng's left shoulder sank and swiveled imperceptibly. The Qi membrane of his Golden Robe Skill vibrated at a strange frequency, diverting thirty percent of the palm's force.

Simultaneously, his right fist struck first by arriving later. Upon the surface of his fist, a pale gold phantom of a mountain condensed as if solid, while inside, a phantom of a reddish-gold dragon spiraled and roared—the momentum of the Mountain Suppressing Seal and the spiral of the Python Dragon Strength, guided by the sublimation of his spirit, achieved a true "Fusion" for the first time!

This punch was no longer a simple superposition of force, but had undergone a qualitative change!

The fist's name—Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression!

"Roar—!"

Within the wind of the fist, the faint cries of a dragon and an elephant could be heard!

“Boom—!!!”

The loud crash of the fist and palm colliding shook the entire platform!

The mirror image's "Suppressing the Mountain" palm seal was punched through like paper! The violent Dragon Elephant power, mixed with the spiral piercing force, charged into the mirror image's body with irresistible force, shattering its Meridians, blood Qi, and even the simulated "Five Viscera Qi Vortex" entirely!

The mirror image's body froze in mid-air, and the hollow, indifferent light in its eyes quickly dimmed and went out.

In the next moment, its entire body shattered like broken porcelain, turning into countless spots of light that scattered into the starry sky.

Chen Linsheng withdrew his fist and stood still, his breathing heavy and sweat on his forehead. A sharp pain came from his left shoulder, but his eyes were as bright as stars.

The first trial, passed!

Almost at the same time he defeated the mirror image, results were also decided on several other platforms.

Yan Chen let out a wild roar, and the reddish-gold airflow around him transformed into the phantom of a Golden Crow howling towards the heavens, smashing the mirror image to pieces. He also staggered back, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Zhan's saber momentum was like a rainbow, cutting through the mirror image's throat with a single strike. The saber Qi's residual force did not fade, leaving a deep crack on the edge of the platform.

He leaned on his saber, panting, his eyes tired yet sharp.

Mu Qingxue's sword light suddenly retracted into a single point of cold starlight, piercing the mirror image's brow. As the mirror image dissipated, she propped herself up with her sword and coughed up a mouthful of stagnant blood. The gauze on her shoulder was stained red again, but her aura had faintly broken through to the Middle Stage of the Jiaojin Realm.

The Northern Desert Shaman let out a miserable scream as the red fire crystal ring in front of him exploded. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. Meanwhile, the mirror image opposite him also dissipated—it was a tragic victory achieved through a near-mutual destruction.

The Student of Tingtao Academy turned pale as he shattered the last runic mirror image with a jade brush. He himself was teetering, and he took out a Medicinal Pill to consume.

As for the two White Lotus Cult Agents, one died and one was injured. One was pierced through the heart by the mirror image's poison stinger and died on the spot, his corpse turning into spots of light and dissipating. The other risked sacrificing an arm to shatter the mirror image's core with a poisonous hidden weapon, collapsing to the ground and scanning the surroundings with a venomous gaze.

The darkness where the Black-Robed Rogue Cultivator was located slowly receded. He still stood in the center of the platform, his black robe intact and his aura steady, as if he had just taken a stroll. The mirror image beneath his feet had turned into a pool of slowly evaporating black water.

Of the nine people, seven ultimately passed the trial, and two were "out."

In the center of the starry sky, that ancient voice rang out again, without the slightest ripple:

"The first trial is concluded."

"Those who have passed have earned the qualification to touch the Legacy."

"The second trial begins."

"Only one who gains the recognition of the 'Great Sun True Flame' shall be the Master of the Legacy."

As the words fell, the starry sky changed abruptly!

In the starry sky, the light of the Legacy Jade Scroll phantom suddenly converged and shrank into a reddish-gold beam of light, which, like a swallow returning to the forest, plunged into Chen Linsheng's brow!

A majestic torrent of information instantly rushed into his Sea of Consciousness—

Ancient scriptures, diagrams of blood Qi circulation, and the brand of fire's true meaning... the opening three levels of the Great Sun Burning Heaven Physique were deeply engraved like innate memories.

Furthermore, a wisp of pure, blazing white Great Sun True Flame Origin seed sank into his Heart Fire Qi Vortex. Though it was as weak as a spark, it emitted a magnificent aura capable of incinerating the heavens.

The Jade Scroll Legacy already has a master!

"You brat, how dare you!"

Two sharp shouts exploded almost simultaneously!

The death and injury of those two White Lotus Cult Agents were actually a ruse!

At this moment, the person who had fallen "dead" suddenly sprang up, black Qi swirling around the wound on his chest as it rapidly healed;

The one with the severed arm even grew a bizarre arm from the stump, formed from twisted blackish-red flesh tentacles, with fingers like hooks and a nauseating stench.

The aura of both surged, and they both unexpectedly broke through to the Middle Stage of the Jiaojin Realm!

What surged around them was no longer Martial Artist blood Qi, but a thick, substance-like sinister black Qi, where countless tiny lotuses could be faintly seen appearing and disappearing within the Qi flames.

More fatally—

The Black-Robed Rogue Cultivator, who had originally stood at the outermost edge and remained silent, moved at this moment!

He took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet actually rippled like water. His wide black robe spontaneously ignited without wind, turning into flying ash and revealing his true face beneath.

It was a pale, thin face with deep-set eye sockets, about thirty years old, with a twisted dark red scar on his left cheek like a crouching centipede.

Most eye-catching were his pupils—

They were not clearly black and white, but had completely turned into two slowly rotating pitch-black whirlpools. In the center of the whirlpools, a speck of ghastly white fire jumped, cold and sinister.

"Wei Jingtong... what is he to you?" Chen Linsheng's pupils shrank as he shouted the question in a deep voice. This face and this aura were seventy percent similar to that White Lotus Sect demon Wei Jingtong from his deep memories—the one who had attempted a blood sacrifice in Qinghe County and was eventually beaten to death by him. Only this man was even more gloomy and powerful!

"Heh heh..." The black-robed man, no, he should be called the White Lotus Sect demon now, let out a low laugh like sandpaper rubbing together. "My useless younger brother did indeed die at your hands. Very well, today I shall use your blood and Soul to sacrifice for his rebirth, and moreover, seize this Great Sun Legacy to mend the deficiencies of my 'White Lotus Holy Fire'!"

Before his voice had even faded, his aura exploded!

The limit of the Jiaojin Realm! Half-step Iron Bone!

Even more heart-palpitating was that he raised his hands, and in his palms, two fist-sized flames, pitch-black as ink yet faintly revealing a ghastly white interior, ignited silently. The moment the flames appeared, the light in the surrounding starry sky seemed to be swallowed and distorted, and a cold, sinister Qi that froze the Soul and defiled all things spread out.

Black Flame! A sinister fire secretly passed down by the White Lotus Sect, specifically designed to corrode blood Qi and defile the Divine Soul. It ignites upon contact and cannot be extinguished by water!

"Kill!"

The two White Lotus Cult Agents were the first to strike, one from the left and one from the right, pouncing towards Chen Linsheng like ghosts!

They no longer hid themselves, their Moves being ruthless and bizarre: one person's ten fingers flicked out dozens of black needles as thin as a cow's hair, quenched with a faint blue poisonous light, covering Chen Linsheng's major acupoints; the other's flesh-tentacle arm suddenly surged, its tip splitting open to reveal a suction-cup mouth filled with fangs, snapping towards Chen Linsheng's neck with a fishy wind!

Chen Linsheng had just received the Legacy, and the impact of the information was still there; his blood Qi circulation had not yet completely calmed down. Facing this long-premeditated and well-coordinated fatal attack, he only had time to push his Golden Robe Skill to the limit. The pale gold Qi membrane on his body surface instantly solidified, while his feet performed the Crane Ape Illusory Wind Steps to retreat rapidly. His palms flew, palm seals like mountains, as he tried to block.

"Ding ding ding!"

Most of the black needles were knocked away by the palm wind, but a few hit the Golden Garment Qi membrane, making a dense, crisp sound like rain hitting plantain leaves. The Qi membrane rippled violently, showing faint cracks. And that tentacle arm was even more cunning, actually bypassing the palm seal's blockage to wrap around Chen Linsheng's waist and abdomen like a venomous snake!

Just then—

"How can the Legacy of the Central Plains allow you evil cultists to defile it!"

An angry shout exploded like a thunderclap!

On the southern platform, the reddish-gold airflow around Yan Chen exploded, and his whole person seemed to transform into a human-shaped scorching sun!

Disregarding his own injuries and the exhaustion from just defeating the mirror image, he transformed into a reddish-gold rainbow, crossing the void and throwing a punch at the White Lotus Cult Agent who was releasing the black needles!

Before the punch even arrived, the scorching and fierce fist wind already caused the sinister black Qi to sizzle as it burned!