In the Sea of Spirit, the cracks on the heart began to close at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In this death-defying situation, the evolution speed of the Heart of Terra was unbelievably fast, as if some kind of shackle had been released.

It was as if the more severe the Ore Disease became, the more it could serve as nourishment to repair the Heart of Terra—as if he was actually meant to become a piece of Source Stone, not a human.

The three young girls, almost as anxious as ants on a hot pan, saw his field of vision suddenly rise and couldn't help but feel a surge in spirit.

[Master!]

With a thick sob in her voice, Lisa called out: [Lin Guang brother!!]

Lin Guang's voice came through: [Don't worry, I've recovered.]

Vishdair said: [If you've recovered, hurry up and switch me out!]

[No need, I already understand.]

Lin Guang's voice echoed again.

This time, it carried the composure of the past: [After enduring so many stabs, I finally know what the third trial is about.]

[What?!]

[Actually, it's about the torment and pain Liu Cheyi experienced after leaving the Refining Heaven Realm.]

At this moment, Lin Guang's eyes seemed to flash through all the content from the previous Illusion Realm experiences.

Liu Cheyi's obsessions.

Liu Cheyi's memories.

Along with the pain, regret, emptiness, and despair highlighted in this level, those fleeting shadow-like pieces of information.

Finally, he vaguely pieced together the life of this Mahayana Stage powerhouse who left behind this inheritance.

Lisa quickly reacted: [Ah! Could it be!]

[That's right, everything experienced in this level, just like the Illusion Realm of the second trial, may be an abstraction of what he went through.]

[The endless negative emotions and the constantly harmed body and spirit symbolize his gradual approach to death, refining himself alive into this inheritance while drifting in the void.]

[This is the structure that this inheritance originally should have.]

Lin Guang's Spiritual Power carried a kind of enlightenment: [The Secret Realm Master indeed harbors ill intentions, but whether he can't or doesn't want to, he did not alter the trial's content.]

[The purpose of this trial is simple…]

[Only those who have crossed the same pain and despair are qualified to climb to the summit to gain the final victory.]

[What the hell does that have to do with you enduring it yourself?!]

However, at this moment, Lin Guang stepped forward without hesitation.

The scene the three young girls saw shook violently once more.

Proving that he had endured extreme pain and torment again.

[It doesn't matter.]

[But I've said, before burning you all, I'll burn myself first.]

Lin Guang's voice carried an indelible resolution: [Looking at it now, I'm far from being burnt out.]

[Your Kazdail swearing is really—]

But Lin Guang's voice seemed more spirited and powerful than before, with the Heart of Terra beating more robustly.

His scarred, nearly skeletal and crystalline legs moved at an unwavering pace, climbing with determination.

Although unaware why, and with no related memories.

But his heart seemed to have experienced countless such hopeless challenges already.

It would not be so easily defeated by despair.

...

Du Qing leaned on a large rock, stopping his steps.

His black coat was already tattered.

His torso was generally intact, but the arm once covered by white bandages was only bare bones, with just the one large and one small, two Dao Marks linked like a cross protecting his right hand, which was still relatively intact.

After crossing a stone stele marking the final waypoint and moving past the motionless Lin Guang, the Six-winged Holy Light Beast in its combined state also reached its limits.

Here the damage to Spirit Beasts was simply appalling, far exceeding any area below.

Only the compass at his waist seemed to activate at this moment, emitting light, allowing him to firmly grasp the crevices on the stone with a limb lacking any muscular structure.

"Cough cough cough…"

He spat a mouthful of blood, a slightly dazed expression appearing on his angular, handsome face.

—He already sensed the role of this Spirit Pattern.

Yet at the same time, a near-certain intuition surged in his heart.

If he took another step upward, his internal organs might suffer severe damage, offering stronger negative emotions.

This Spirit Pattern symbolizes the support of Secret Realm permissions; its effects cannot be measured by Star Level, precisely enabling action under severe injuries, but only if the spirit holds out.

If the forthcoming Spiritual Attacks crush his Will and render him unconscious?

If this Spirit Pattern doesn't activate… when a person's internal organs shut down and blood runs dry, how much longer can they live?

The life level of Spirit Masters above Five-Star might manage, but he wasn't there yet.

He gazed distantly ahead at Jiang Nalan inching forward ever so slowly and further away—almost a minute passing for every meter moved.

Like an unspoken mockery.

The summit, which didn't appear afar, rose the same height for every meter Jiang Nalan ascended.

—This is the truth behind the unreachable end.

Because it keeps rising.

Hope is clearly within reach, yet seemingly as distant as the ends of the earth, never to be scaled, making it apparent what a huge blow this is to one's spirits, just from imagining it.

As a Supreme Level Compass holder, with 9% permissions, it'd be rather dull not to sense the trial's truth upon reaching this point.

Surely the summit conceals a confrontation directly with the Secret Realm Master.

Lin Guang's approach is indeed correct, but it's also the bright maneuver of the Secret Realm Master.

The most correct path, but also the most impossible to complete.

See how he already fell at that stele?

—Although he wanted to hit that old geezer with a Celestial Kingdom star fall, this was indeed his limit.

Du Qing let out a self-deprecating, miserable laugh, the usual haughty expression unabated, even the Talent Spiritual Light in his eyes dimming.

—Have I lost?

—To leave my fate to an unknown rescue outside?

"..."

However.

Just when Du Qing was nearly sunk in despair.

He suddenly sensed something else.

On this silent peak, a figure was slowly approaching him.

He turned, almost instinctively, to glance over his shoulder.

The platinum color in his pupils brightened again, showing a look of disbelief.

It was a body even more battered than his own at the moment, climbing slowly yet steadfastly.

With every step, the flesh on it seemed to be erased bit by bit like a rubber eraser.

Only the face, and the dark golden flames in his eyes could still be distinguished.

The Lin Guang who previously seemed to be at death's door.

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