Emperor Yutianwu

"Is this guy crazy?" Seeing this, the other Tianjiaos on the 19th floor all showed a playful smile. In this floor, except for Chu Yan and others, the lowest is the top immortal master. There are also many people on the Wushuang list, all of whom are higher than Kuang Lei.

But so what? As strong as Yu Qiongting, the 17th on the Wushuang list, also failed on this floor.

A sixth-level immortal master, go and try? Is he going to die?

Someone shook his head ridiculously: "This is human nature, blindly conceited, and unaware, in the end it ends up in vain, and it's too late to regret it when you come to your senses."

"Isn't it good to cherish the hard-earned 18 years of cultivation?"

"Should you persuade Master Shenchui?" Yu Qiongting frowned slightly. She was a little unhappy. After she said so much, Chu Yan still wanted to try. Was it a lack of trust in her?

"No need." Wangfeng smiled and shook his head. The others didn't understand Chu Yan, but he knew very well that if this time torrent was about talent, then no one in the Wushuang world would be better than his senior brother.

"Okay." Yu Qiongting sighed. She had told Chu Yan everything she needed to say. Chu Yan insisted again and again, and she would not stop him.

Walking out of the crowd, Chu Yan walked slowly, his body kept rising. His pace was slow, but in a few breaths, he had already reached the sky above the clouds.

On the sky, marks were floating, as if they were across the sky and earth, gorgeous and dazzling, with subtle light falling down, sprinkled all over the sky, like the holy light of heaven and earth.

As Chu Yan went up, there was a rustling sound behind him. He was wearing a white shirt, spotless, stepping in the void. He seemed to do nothing, just standing there quietly with his hands behind his back, letting the light bury him, and quietly feeling it.

The floating marks seemed to have noticed Chu Yan, and they floated over curiously, circling around him. At this moment, he was so dazzling, handsome, and outstanding, like the king of heaven and earth.

He seemed to have done nothing, but gave people the illusion that the Tao was in his heart.

"What is he doing?" Some people looked up and frowned slightly, because they found that Chu Yan was standing there, which made them feel a sense of submission. In their bodies, it seemed that a strong willpower was blooming, which was extremely strong.

Looking up, Chu Yan looked at the light of the mark, his eyes were calm, he reached out and chose the one closest to him.

At the moment when his fingertips touched the mark, he felt an extremely mysterious feeling, and a strong will invaded his mind, as if the mountains were changing.

In his mind, it seemed that a large scroll was unfolded, with beautiful mountains and rivers, stretching endlessly and majestically.

In this scroll, he was as small as a weak dust, but he had a wonderful feeling, that is, these mountains and rivers could change under his control.

In the scroll, it was like a long river with a thousand years of history flowing, ups and downs, and constant changes.

As big as a sky, a world, as small as a person, a heart.

He witnessed with his own eyes that a young king, with lofty ambitions, ascended from the palaces of millions of kings and was able to gain a hundred responses.

He saw a young martial artist who said that the way of heaven was unfair and wanted to defy heaven, and practiced to become a god with an unyielding spirit.

He also witnessed that dynasties developed from nothing to a prosperous dynasty, prospering everything, and then gradually fell into ruin and disappeared because of losing people's hearts.

Every scene was shocking, and the power of the mark was still constantly merging into Xiang Chuyan's mind. For a moment, he had an illusion that his will was too weak under the way of heaven, and he was too small.

"You are just one person, how can your personal will carry this sky?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Chu Yan's mind, and the next second, a terrifying force pressed towards him. It felt like the sky was really falling. Above the nine heavens, all the heavy forces were pressed on him alone, causing him to tremble all over and his body to fall down several meters.

How heavy are the nine heavens? How high is the will of the sky?

How can one person bear the will of the entire sky?

However, Chu Yan frowned again. Is it really impossible?

If so, why do people practice? Since we know that the way of heaven is powerful and human power is difficult, why have countless people stepped into this road of no return throughout the history?

For this reason, his will seemed to rise with a blazing flame, burning hot.

"If my heart is higher than the sky, why can't I bear it?" Chu Yan's eyes were sharp, and his willpower was a little stronger.

"Haha, heart is higher than the sky? Do you know how high the sky is?"

"No matter how high the sky is, there will be an end, but my heart for martial arts will never end, then this sky is not as high as me!" Chu Yan responded domineeringly. He said that no matter how high the sky is, there will be an end, but his heart for martial arts will not, he is higher than the sky.

What kind of crazy words are these?

"Boom!" The cloud ladder suddenly trembled violently, as if the light of destruction was coming, trying to wipe out Chu Yan's will.

"Since you have this intention, I will destroy it and see if you can stop it." The ancient voice lingered in his eardrums. In an instant, the marks seemed to change in Chu Yan's eyes. They were no longer marks, but turned into sharp sword blades, slashing down.

In just a moment, the place where Chu Yan was turned into a sky-high sword storm, and a hurricane rose up wantonly. He was trapped in it, and his willpower trembled violently, as if he was hit by an ancient bell.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" Suddenly, there were terrible explosions in the sky, and Chu Yan's white shirt burst and shattered.

The people below could not see the scenes in the world of will. All they could see was Chu Yan standing there, his clothes suddenly burst, and countless blood holes appeared all over his body.

Wang Feng and the others' hearts tightened and they clenched their fists.

Chu Yan still stood in the storm, letting the sword shadows fill the sky and tear him apart. He was indifferent and stood there straight.

"Buzz!" There was another tremor, and the mark turned into a killing intent, as if it was going to penetrate Chu Yan's heart, but he not only did not hide, but even slowly closed his eyes at the moment when he was about to be pierced, ignoring everything.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise, and Chu Yan felt a bone-piercing pain, as if his flesh was about to be torn apart, and blood kept pouring out, staining the torn white shirt red, but he still stood there.

Just as he said, his desire for martial arts is endless and fearless. Except for blocking his way of martial arts, he is afraid of everything else, even life and death.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes, but saw that all the storms subsided.

All that was left in front of him was a beating mark, very active. He grinned, calmly stretched out his hand, and the mark flew towards him obediently.

"What's going on?" Everyone's eyes flashed.

Is this... successful?

Yu Qiongting was also slightly moved. She had personally seized the mark, so she understood better than the others how terrible this level of will test was.

The feeling of being insignificant between heaven and earth, the choice of life and death, made her feel powerless.

But at this time, Chu Yan succeeded, how could she not be surprised?

"Hehe, Silly Yan is really amazing." Little Wolf's big eyes turned.

Then, Chu Yan turned back, and the mark in the orb had one more inch.

"Brother, did you succeed?" Wang Feng stepped forward, and Chu Yan smiled and nodded: "Success."

Then he turned to look at Wang Feng and others, and said: "Wang Feng, you also try it. Remember, the heart of Tao is intact, the mind is intact, and what you believe is right. Don't be afraid no matter what you face. Believe in your choice and you will succeed."

"Okay, I'll try it!" Wang Feng has been eager to try for a long time. He took a step in the air and soared up.

Stepping into the top, Wang Feng saw the same picture and ancient voice as Chu Yan.

The only difference is that he has been practicing the magic way all his life, and all that is entangled around him is the holy light of righteousness.

Even in the scroll, he saw a son of the magic way, standing alone on the top of the mountain, and there were millions of people below who denounced him in the name of justice.

It was as if he was the world's greatest evil.

Suddenly, the ancient voice sounded: "You are the greatest evil in the world, you practice demons, you should be killed and destroyed in the nine heavens."

"If I am who, then who are you? Who are the common people? What is a demon? Who defines demon?" Wang Feng was unyielding.

"If the Buddha does evil, then is he a Buddha or a demon? If the demon does good, then who dares to say he is a demon?" Wang Feng said again, where are the Buddhas and demons in this world? The way of cultivation is to cultivate the mind. Those with a kind heart are Buddhas. Even if they fall into the way of demons, they are still the great Buddhas with infinite merits among all the demons.

In other words, if someone practices Buddhism, uses Buddhism to profit for himself, coerces the people's faith, and commits the greatest evil in the world, then he is the demon of all evil.

Good and evil, Buddha and demon, have never been determined by race, people, or position. Everything is in the heart.

"I am determined!" Wang Feng said, then closed his eyes and ignored everything.

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, the wind and rain subsided, and a mark floated down.

An inch of light appeared in Wangfeng's orb.

Then he descended and looked at Chu Yan excitedly: "Brother, I succeeded!"

"Yeah." Chu Yan nodded in approval. In the past, when Wangfeng first showed his talent in Wushuang Mansion, he had some guesses. Today's will test made him feel that his junior brother's life experience was probably not simple, with immortal inheritance and peerless magic power.

Afterwards, Ye Xun, Xiaolang, Qingyi, and Liu Qingcheng also went to the test. With Chu Yan's guidance, they all succeeded.

This caused a great shock on the 19th floor.

Yu Qiongting looked at this group of younger generations who were much younger than her, and was shocked. Then she laughed at herself: "It seems that I am narrow-minded and don't trust myself enough."

"Fairy Ting, goodbye." After everyone took the mark, Chu Yan calmed down and prepared to go to the upper level.

"Are you going to leave like this?" However, at this time, many eyes suddenly fell on Chu Yan and the other six, and a hint of greed flashed in their eyes.

Many people on this floor have not obtained the Nineteen-inch Mark. Now that Chu Yan and his six companions have come here and all succeeded, will they give up easily?