457 So, die! (1/2)

There were countless of entrances to various land of trials in the human world. Most of them were hidden in spatial turbulences that humans could not step in, but a few of them had been discovered for a myriad of reasons. They were opened up and used by humans.

However, just the number of entrances that seemed like the tip of the iceberg numbered above ten thousand. Among them, the number well known to everyone was countable with one hand. There were five extremely important land of trials that were labeled the 'Five Great Steps'.

In fact, the 'Five Great Steps' referred to the five major realms of the psionic cultivation system—Psionic Mortal Realm, Psionic Soul Realm, Psionic Might Realm, Psionic Domain Realm, and Psionic Imperial Realm. The five corresponding land of trials had perfectly matched the five realms and they held the greatest authority when it came to a land of trials.

Among them, the 'Step' that belonged to the Psionic Mortal Realm—the land of trials that held the greatest authority—was the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower.

This was the only 'Step' that existed in China. It was the most famous land of trials in China and it was a trial every Psionic Mortal Realm rookie in the world would wish to participate in.

The creator of the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower and the reason for its creation were secrets that had long been buried under the vestiges of time.

But there was historical evidence that the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower had existed for at least ten thousand years.

In these ten thousand years, it had seen countless trial-takers passing through its walls. The program had been refreshed countless times, but there were a few special existences that never changed. They stood at the pinnacle of each world like eternal lives. They brought unchanging fear to the trial-takers and they were called Level Lords.

The nine levels had nine Level Lords. In the ten thousand years, other than the fourth Level Lord being killed by the Hero King, as well as the Level Lord on the third level that was 'swapped' for a particular reason, the other seven Level Lords were still those seven Level Lords.

Although it had to do with the time the Level Lords were released, it also meant that the more powerful trial-takers would have a smaller chance of meeting Level Lords. That was because they typically led the pack. However, for the seven Level Lords to survive for ten thousand years without being destroyed was enough to prove that their strength was so much higher than trial-takers at the Psionic Mortal Realm.

”Yes, in the human worlds, a Level Lord might not be that powerful, but in comparison to trial-takers at the Psionic Mortal Realm, they are an invincible existence. It's impossible for trial-takers at the Psionic Mortal Realm to defeat a Level Lord. When they meet Level Lords, they have to run and pray that they had sufficient luck to escape the calamity.”

That was Liu Yu's understanding from the beginning. It was also what most trial-takers knew.

But it was unknown when this understanding was gradually destroyed.

Was it at the instant when the third level's Level Lord, the Thousand Eye Demon Sovereign, was 'conquered' by Shi Xiaobai?

Or was it the instant when news of Shi Xiaobai killing four Level Lords resounded throughout the land of trials one after another?

Liu Yu could not be certain when his impression of Level Lords went from 'invincible' to 'possibly beatable' exactly began.

But he was certain that at that moment in time, his fear for a Level Lord had been completely destroyed.

Field Marshal Awesomo, who had appeared with bombastic rhetoric and revealed the astounding conspiracy before claiming to be the Level Lord, had declared that he would wipe out the trial-takers. It had disappointed Liu Yu but at the same time, he saw hope of victory.

That was because without monsters like Shi Xiaobai and Speechless helping, the few of them would be easily crushed or even one-shot by the Level Lord. But it was completely unexpected that the battle situation had developed into what was happening in front of him.

Sunless alone was able to force Field Marshal Awesomo into a passive state of defense.

When he, Mu Yuesheng, Feng Yuanlin, Mu Lengxi, and Pulp Farmer joined in the battle, the situation leaned towards their side. Field Marshal Awesomo, who had declared to wipe them out, had only managed to brandish his battle axe at the beginning, but he was now genuflecting on the ground and covering his head in defense. Although his defensive strength was still considerably powerful, he was covered in injuries after a few minutes of combined attacks. He was staggering and looked like he would collapse at any time with serious injuries.

Liu Yu gradually frowned.

”What happened? ”How can a Level Lord be so weak?”

”I've seen various information. Although the description regarding the seventh level's Level Lord isn't detailed, it says that it is one of the toughest Level Lord in the first seven levels. So how can it be this weak? Furthermore, the description of his appearance is completely different from this bull-horned warrior. Could it be that he is actually a Level Lord imposter?”

”That's not right. Appearances can be faked, strength can be hidden, so it can't be certain that he is a Level Lord imposter.”

”But why? Why did he expose his scheme to the point of claiming to have killed Shi Xiaobai to attract aggro, but without the corresponding strength to face us, isn't he just clearly courting death? Could it be that he's sadomasochistic? Or could it be that he innocently overestimated his strength?”

”No, that wouldn't make sense. There's too much foreboding.”

”Let's begin laying out some assumptions. Assuming that he is the real Level Lord, and that he disguised himself and hid his strength, and him being beaten is an illusion, to the point of him stumbling is faked, then, what would his motive be?”

”What is he scheming?”

Liu Yu was a hundred-percent conspiracy theorist. He never dreaded to size up his enemy with the most devious of means.

When the story progressed too well, it was usually the laying of foundations for the next twist.

The extreme calmness was most likely the calm before the storm.

As Liu Yu threw his talismans in his assault against Field Marshal Awesomo, he racked his brains to consider the situation facing him.

In complete contrast to the meticulous Liu Yu, Feng Yuanlin, who never used his brain, did not find anything strange about the situation. As he brandished the hard shields in his hands that he constantly smashed them at Field Marshal Awesomo's back, he shouted in excitement, ”Well done everyone. Put in a bit more effort. The stupid ox can't last much longer!”