Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion Chapter 1838: Divine Trial, Ten Thousand Divine Flames! (2)

Chapter 1838: Divine Trial, Ten Thousand Divine Flames! (2)

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The square instantly fell silent.

Everyone stared at Qi Zhujian.

Qi Zhujian raised his head and looked around. A trace of disappointment flashed across his face as he shook his head.

It wasn’t him.

The elder of the Qi family was slightly disappointed but smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, the young master’s performance today was already astonishing.”

Indeed, it was astonishing.

With a total score of more than 92 points, he was a guaranteed future divine-level.

For the Qi family, this was an endless opportunity.

As Qi Zhujian shook his head, everyone turned to look at Zhang Xiangming.

Was he the full-score genius?

Had everyone been mistaken before?

Luo Yang and the others stood in front of the stone steps and frowned slightly.

When all eyes fell on him, Zhang Xiang Ming trembled all over, sighed softly, and shook his head.

“Everyone, those three went straight to certify as divine-level artifact refiners.

“Me and…” Zhang Xiangming glanced at Qi Zhujian and said softly, “Brother Qi and I only got it directly because the three of them gave up their sage-level badges.”

In the square, everyone’s eyes widened.

Three artifact refiners who had just pa.s.sed the sage-level trials went straight to partic.i.p.ate in the divine-level trials!

There were indeed such powerful individuals who dared to directly take the divine-level refiner certification trial!

“True geniuses are all lunatics…”

“The three of them are partic.i.p.ating in the divine-level trial. Are they all so confident?”

“I know Xu Ao is a genius, but who are the other two?”

“Who got the full score today?”

There were countless questions.

But no one could answer them.

The divine-level trial was closed; outsiders couldn’t investigate.

Even core elders couldn’t investigate.

Three core elders exchanged glances, laughed, and left.

Luo Yang and the other trial judges were also confused. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Although the spectators outside the hall were reluctant to leave, waiting any longer was pointless.

The divine-level trial wasn’t in Wanjin City; it was directly transmitted to a place in the void.

Whether they succeeded or failed, they wouldn’t emerge from the hall.

The crowd outside the hall gradually dispersed.

Today’s trial would spread through Wanjin City like a tsunami.

One day, the ident.i.ty of the full-score powerhouse would be revealed.

Of course, it also depended on whether the alliance was willing to reveal this ident.i.ty.

In front of the stone steps, Wu Zhao stood there for quite a while, then laughed and walked away quickly.

Mr. Han hadn’t paid him yet!

He could be considered to have accepted the karma.

As long as this person returned, he would surely bring him immense benefits.

A powerhouse who directly applied for the divine-level trial!

Even if he wasn’t the full-score powerhouse, he was already a rare genius!

In the void.

It was a void filled with ruins and rocks.

The ruins were filled with rocks, revealing a silent and dark void.

In front of Han Muye were Xu Ao and Qu Zhengjia, who were bowing.

“Master Han, if it weren’t for your financial support, I would never be where I am today.” Xu Ao’s face was filled with reverence.

When the sage-level trial ended, he was still a bit lost.

But at that time, Qu Zheng Jia had already shouted out Han Muye’s ident.i.ty.

This made Xu Ao instantly feel relieved.

Only someone like Master Han could pa.s.s the sage-level trial with full marks.

Afterwards, Han Muye invited them to take the divine-level trial directly, and they agreed without hesitation.

Whether they succeeded or failed in the trial didn’t matter; the key was to accompany Master Han.

Han Muye opened his hand, revealing a golden piece of armor in his palm.

On the armor piece, streams of spiritual light converged to form images.

“This ruin is an ancient inheritance site, a holy land for artifact refiners.

“Here, countless illusions will appear, showcasing ancient refining scenes.

“Partic.i.p.ate in them, stand out, and gain recognition to become a divine-level refiner.

“The memories of the inheritance will remain, but other memories will dissipate.”

In the illusions, the trial would leave the inheritance memories, and pa.s.sing meant gaining the inheritance while other memories wouldn’t be retained.

It was no wonder that divine-level refiners all had their own abilities, but they did not have any special memories of the divine-level trial.

This trial s.p.a.ce was really miraculous.

“Looking at it this way, is the most important aspect of this trial refining talent?”

Xu Ao was a little puzzled.

For lower-level trials, focusing on talent was understandable.

But for such a high-level trial, the ultimate test for refiners, testing talent seemed odd.

“The ancient refining inheritances were so profound that they were nearly lost.

“Perhaps only divine-level refiners can master these inheritances.”

Qu Zhengjia’s eyes sparkled as he spoke in a low voice.

In the current Galaxy Universe, not to mention the refinement of Universe-level battle puppet soldiers, even Primordial Chaos-level people could not completely refine them.

In ancient times, those powerful battle puppet soldiers were refined by refiners.

In the current Galaxy Universe, the path of refining artifacts had really declined too much.

Han Muye looked at Xu Ao and Qu Zhengjia with a smile.

“Actually, this trial isn’t difficult.”

“Joining a refining sect in the illusion, then entering the outer sect and becoming an elite is enough to pa.s.s.”

Han Muye had special means to obtain specific details about the divine-level trial.

His status and strength were sufficient to access the deepest secrets beyond the divine realm of this Galaxy Universe.

“Outer sect?”

“That simple?” Xu Ao looked at Han Muye.

Even if this was a mysterious ancient refining inheritance s.p.a.ce, it was just the outer sect. Xu Ao, was confident he could pa.s.s.

Although Qu Zhengjia did not speak, his expression was similar.

As geniuses who had completed the sage-level refiner certification, how could they not pa.s.s the outer sect trial?

Not to mention the outer sect, they were confident that they could pa.s.s any trial in such a sect.

“The outer sect trial is indeed not difficult.” Han Muye nodded.

He looked at the two of them with a calm expression.

“But our target isn’t the outer sect.

“The higher the trial level in this s.p.a.ce, the greater the benefits.”

Han Muye’s words made their eyes light up.

If that were the case, they were interested.

“Also, the younger and lower the level, the greater the chance of gaining benefits in this trial.”

Han Muye added.

I see!

Xu Ao and Qu Zhengjia looked at each other, their eyes gleaming.

Compet.i.tion?

Seeing their expressions, Han Muye chuckled and crushed the jade token in his hand.

“Boom—”

Endless streams of light enveloped their bodies, then turned into nothingness.

When Han Muye reappeared, he was already standing before a mountain range stretching endlessly.

The mountains soared into the clouds, with layers of blue stones emitting countless immortal lights.

Those immortal lights were towering furnaces.

Han Muye sensed that his cultivation, all his treasures, and even the hidden Vast Heaven Golden Crow and other divine beasts were gone.

This illusion was isolated, allowing only a single divine thought inside, using some unknown means to make those inside adhere to its rules.

At this moment, he truly was someone without cultivation, without combat power, not even having embarked on the path of cultivation.

“To enter our Liantian Sect, you must pa.s.s three trials, which primarily a.s.sess talent and refining sensitivity.

“The Liantian Sect and the Duantian Sect are known as the source of artifact refinement in the world. They are the origins of the artifact refinement Dao in the myriad universes.

“Our Liantian Sect only accepts true geniuses.”

A voice echoed in the void, then countless figures rushed toward the square in front.

On the square, young disciples in green Daoist robes guided everyone who partic.i.p.ated in the trial to the bases of high platforms.

There were people in front and behind Han Muye.

At least 30,000 people were partic.i.p.ating in this trial.

“Fire control isn’t up to standard. Next.”

“Failed to identify spiritual objects, next.”

“Lacked spirituality in refining techniques, no entry to the outer sect.”

Voices came from the high platforms.

Controlling fire.

Identifying spiritual objects.

Refining weapons.

Three basic techniques.

These were the three trials for selecting disciples in the Liantian Sect.

Han Muye looked up at the countless flames floating above the high platforms.

All partic.i.p.ants had to gain the recognition of more than 10 of these flames.

Among the hundreds of people ahead, few managed to gain recognition from 10 types of flames at once.

“Are they all divine flames from the Primordial Chaos Era?”

Han Muye walked slowly to the base of the high platform and looked up in surprise.

The divine flames, which were extremely rare in the Primordial Chaos, are merely trial items for selecting disciples here?

He walked up the platform step by step.

At that moment, a light halo began to ripple around his body.

As the halo rippled, the flames on the high platform began to change.

The flames trembled slightly, as if they were cheering.

It wasn’t just one flame.

There were 10,000 flames!