971 The Mist of Rebirth (1/2)

The Path of Creation had a total of nine tests. The first six posed no danger to one's life and were standard trials. The last three were completely different. Each of these tests was rather dangerous. If one was even slightly careless, they would end up dying.

The final three tests of the nine were known as the three trials. Those who attempted the trial would face disasters once they entered them.

However, not just anyone could make it through the first six tests. Most people would drop out during one of them. Those who could make it through the first six tests were usually geniuses among geniuses. The more of a genius one was, the easier it was for them to die. It had been that way since ancient times because they were too brilliant and pursued things that were different from ordinary people. However, it was this sort of person who could make it to the end and become a strong practitioner.

The Huatian Palace had controlled the Path of Creation for more than ten thousand years. During the years, countless geniuses had died on the Path of Creation. Only those who succeeded could make it out alive.

The third test was a normal trial.

Mo Wen was standing in a huge open area. In front of him was a flight of stairs that kept going upwards. Layer by layer, it reached the top of the clouds. He did not know how high up it went.

”Rumor has it that the top is connected with a heavenly palace. Being able to reach the heavenly palace means that one has achieved the highest standard.”

Mo Wen raised his head and looked up into the sky. He could only see clouds and the stairs that led up deep into them. He could not see what was at the end.

Mo Wen stepped onto the staircase and began to climb it step by step. A pressure appeared in his body and kept growing. Suddenly, a gale swept up. High up in the sky, it was as though a heavenly gale had swept up everywhere and plowed past Mo Wen.

”Such an incredible heavenly gale.”

Mo Wen's figure trembled, and he felt alarmed. The key of the third test was to withstand the baptism of the heavenly gale, fight against it and keep heading upwards. After a participant passed a certain level, they would pass the test.

However, this heavenly gale was rather extraordinary. It swept straight into the body and corroded the internal organs. The entire body, be it bone or flesh, would be slashed by the heavenly gale. It was like a person was slicing away inches of flesh from one's body with a knife. It was painful beyond belief.

However, this test did not simply challenge one's ability to withstand pain. Instead, it tested whether one's body was strong enough. If one's body was strong enough and they had the willpower to make it through, they would be able to endure the trial until the end.

Mo Wen could not describe in detail how strong his body was. The moment he stepped onto the staircase, the effects of the heavenly gale on him were minuscule.

He ascended the staircase step by step, seemingly without stopping. However, the further up he went, the more powerful the heavenly gale became. He had barely climbed a few hundred steps when the might of the heavenly gale had doubled. Not knowing how far up these stairs led, Mo Wen was not confident that he could reach the end.

However, this heavenly gale was a great help to Mo Wen. His body was very powerful, but the more powerful it was, the more pure and tempering his training had to be. Only then could he have space to further improve and advance.

Very quickly, Mo Wen walked for an hour. The heavenly gale that descended upon him had also reached a rather terrifying level. The pain was also constantly increasing. Half an hour ago, Mo Wen had reached the standard of the third test. He merely needed to think about it, and he would retire immediately and head towards the fourth test.

However, he did not even think about ending the challenge and continued upwards. He had passed the first and the second test with the highest results. There was no reason for him to retire from the third test halfway through. If he did not reach the heavenly palace in the sky, how could he possibly be satisfied?

Moreover, with the strength of his body, he would be considered one of the strongest participants there had been in the Path of Creation since ancient times. He was far from reaching his limit.

Mo Wen had also discovered that the heavenly gale that descended seemed to be the reward for the trial goers for this test. No matter who it was, a participant's body would become stronger to some extent when faced with this heavenly gale. Also, the longer they kept at it, the greater the strengthening effects were.

It was not that the heavenly gale had a miraculous body-changing power. It was more like being a lump of iron. After constantly being forged under heat and stress, it would become steel. Under the effects of the heavenly gale, humans were like lumps of iron being constantly forged.

Of course, different people had different levels of potential. Those without enough potential would reach their limits. No matter how the heavenly gale forged them, it was useless.

However, Mo Wen's figure not only cultivated the Celestial Body but also absorbed the power of the Pool of Rejuvenation. It was rich but unrefined. It was precisely at the stage that required forging.

Time passed by slowly. Mo Wen had already reached the part of the staircase above the cloud layers. Gales kept howling frenziedly. They became stronger and faster.

Above the cloud layers, Mo Wen could see the sun in the high heavens. Its brilliant light shone down magnificently. There was a palace hall floating in the sky above that was bathed in the sunlight. It sparkled brilliantly and emanated a mysterious but noble aura.

”Reaching the heavenly palace seems to be the highest result for this test.”

Mo Wen ground his teeth and continued to head upwards. Right now, the pain from the heavenly gale was getting more and more intense. The intense pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.

One step, two steps, three steps… a hundred steps, a thousand steps, ten thousand steps. Near the end, Mo Wen felt himself going through another trial of walking. Every step he took seemed like a struggle for life and death. Right now, what allowed him to endure it was not his body, but his willpower, his steel-like willpower!