Chapter 1368: Chapter 896: The First Trial

"Is that so? You didn’t meet any powerful geniuses?" The High Priest clearly valued Wu Renwang highly and asked with a faint smile.

"I did in fact encounter a formidable figure. He is not from Tri-Transformation Star, but a Disciple of Divine Martial Academy, named You Tianhan. His strength is not bad. He exchanged a thousand moves with me, and we still couldn’t decide the winner!" Wu Renwang sighed and said.

This time when he went to Tri-Transformation Star for tempering, he had practically swept through all the geniuses of the same Realm on the entire Tri-Transformation Star, yet he ran into a monstrous talent from Divine Martial Academy, and in the end still did not defeat the other party.

When Lin Feng heard Wu Renwang’s words, he was quite shocked in his heart. What the other party mentioned was actually You Tianhan from the Taishi Family line in Divine Martial Academy.

You Tianhan seemed to be at Ninth Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm; in that case, this Wu Renwang should also be at Ninth Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm.

It’s just, is You Tianhan really that strong? He could actually fight on equal terms and remain unbeaten against Wu Renwang, the monstrous genius of a branch of the Witch Clan on Tianming Star!

Lin Feng was very surprised in his heart. Previously he only knew that You Tianhan was very formidable, a top expert of South Garden, but he hadn’t expected the other party to be powerful to such an extent.

It seems that after he returns to Divine Martial Academy, if he wants to kill the other party, there is still a long road ahead.

"Divine Martial Academy gathers a massive number of geniuses from Ancient Spirit Star River. For them to have such a person is nothing surprising." The High Priest said.

"High Priest, I, Wu Renwang, have always been invincible among my peers. As for this You Tianhan, once I become Junior Officer, I will go directly to Divine Martial Academy to challenge him!" Wu Renwang said in a deep voice. It could be seen that he was determined to win in this Junior Officer selection!

"Mm! Alright, go participate in the Junior Officer selection first!" The High Priest nodded and said, no longer discussing it, and then briefly explained the rules to him.

"Hehe!"

After hearing the High Priest’s words, Wu Renwang let out a light laugh, then his figure flickered and he landed steadily on the top of the three-layer Pagoda.

Seeing this, Lin Feng’s eyes instantly narrowed as doubt surged in his heart. This guy actually wasn’t going to break through the Pagoda, but flew straight to the top!

What is this person trying to do?

Not only was Lin Feng puzzled, everyone on the square was also confused. Wu Renwang actually didn’t enter the Pagoda but flew directly to the top!

Could it be that without passing through the three-layer space inside the Pagoda, it already counts as clearing the stage? Isn’t this way too ridiculous!

At this moment, they saw Wu Renwang cupping his fists toward the High Priest and the others, saying in a deep voice: "High Priest, Four Priests, esteemed core Elders, I think there is no need for me to enter the Pagoda, right?"

Hearing this, all the core Elders looked toward the two Priests. With the two Priests present, they did not dare make the decision.

"For this round, you don’t need to break through. It counts as you passing." The High Priest nodded slightly and said.

Wu Renwang nodded, a smile appearing on his face. His gaze swept across the entire square, his expression carrying a confidence that dominated the universe. In this Junior Officer selection, no one could stop his steps!

The countless geniuses in the clan were merely spectators witnessing his glory.

Seeing this, everyone was filled with envy. To pass without even having to clear the trial—comparing people to people really can drive you mad!

This was really a bit of a scam!

However, there was no resentment in their hearts, because this first trial was an easy task for Wu Renwang. Whether he broke through or not made no difference.

In the last Junior Officer selection five years ago, Wu Renwang already possessed strength not weaker than Wu Ling’s. The two of them battled for more than a dozen hours, and in the end Wu Ling barely won by half a move, ultimately becoming Junior Officer.

Therefore, this first trial was basically just for show to Wu Renwang; it didn’t matter if he broke through or not!

Lin Feng’s gaze was indifferent. This person might be incomparably powerful and incomparably confident, but he likewise had absolute confidence in victory.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

A short while later, large numbers of Witch Clan geniuses no longer hesitated. Their figures moved one after another, rushing toward the three-layer Pagoda.

Countless young geniuses of the Witch Clan flowed into the three-layer Pagoda like a long river.

Although the Pagoda was not very large, it contained its own space and was enough to accommodate billions of Martial Artists.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

Large numbers of geniuses filed in, and in just a moment, no less than a million people had entered the three-layer Pagoda.

Super geniuses such as Wu Tianyu, Wu Ma, Wu Youlan also entered the Pagoda one after another.

However, the number of people entering the three-layer Pagoda was less than one-tenth of those on the square, because many young people of the Witch Clan had given up the idea of entering to challenge the trial.

To pass through the three-layer space, they had to battle Wu Ling, the current Junior Officer of the same Realm. Although it would not be Wu Ling’s full strength, even seventy percent of his power was a level countless people could only look up to.

So many ordinary geniuses who had previously planned to participate in the selection directly gave up on entering the Pagoda to challenge.

They also had self-awareness. Knowing that it was impossible for them to become Junior Officer, they didn’t feel much disappointment.

Whoosh!

Seeing that no one else was entering the tower, Lin Feng lifted his foot and was the last one to dart through the tower gate.

Buzz, buzz~~

After entering the tower, the scene before Lin Feng’s eyes shifted, and he appeared in a slightly illusory space.

He turned his head to look in all directions, but didn’t see anyone else; it looked like everyone had been isolated separately.

In the space ahead of him, a white‑robed youth was standing quietly, silently watching him.

The white‑robed youth’s features were rather ordinary, his body seeming to merge into the surrounding space, giving off a nebulous, illusory feeling.

The aura on this person wasn’t particularly strong; his cultivation was the same as Lin Feng’s, likewise at the Third Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Lin Feng knew this was the projection of Wu Ling, the winner of the previous Junior Officer selection.

However, on this First Layer, Wu Ling’s projection only had thirty percent of the other party’s strength, so he didn’t mind it at all.

Just then, Wu Ling’s projection slowly walked toward Lin Feng, each step causing the void to tremble as a powerful momentum surged up from his body.

Then, without another word, Wu Ling’s projection suddenly pointed a finger at Lin Feng.

In an instant, a vast and razor‑sharp Finger Light, like a gigantic pillar of light, stabbed violently toward Lin Feng.

This pillar of light was like a huge drill; before it even reached Lin Feng, it began to spin rapidly, shredding everything, unleashing a thunderous roar.

Rumble!

The Finger Light’s speed reached the extreme; in an instant it shredded the space and arrived in front of Lin Feng.

"Shatter!"

A flash of sword light, Lin Feng barked coldly, and slashed a fierce Sword down at the Finger Light.

The sharp sword light, wrapped in soaring Demonic Qi, struck the vast Finger Light in an instant.

Boom!

With a loud blast, the Finger Light immediately collapsed, turning into turbulent air currents that swept in all directions.

"Die!" Lin Feng’s movements didn’t pause; he swung his Sword again, instantly slashing three times in succession. Three incomparably vast black Sword Qi shot toward Wu Ling’s projection in a triangular formation.

The three Sword Qi carried Jingtian might, Demon Power surging, killing intent rolling.

Facing Lin Feng’s powerful assault, Wu Ling’s projection, even though it immediately struck back to block, was still completely unable to stop it.

The three Sword Qi swept through, and Wu Ling’s projection was instantly sliced to pieces, then dissipated into the air. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Indeed not bad." Lin Feng murmured under his breath. Under the condition of being in the same Realm as him, for Wu Ling’s projection at thirty percent strength to have this level of combat power was already extremely strong.

Judging by this battle strength, on the Third Layer, when the other party would have seventy percent of his strength, if he didn’t use his Battle Soul, the outcome would really be hard to say.

A short while later, this slightly illusory space gradually became clearer, and a staircase appeared ahead, leading to the upper level.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Feng lifted his foot and walked over, heading toward the second floor.

Outside, on the Holy Witch Square.

While Lin Feng was challenging the levels, the outside world was already in chaos, because large numbers of Witch Clan geniuses were all vomiting blood and being blown backward out from the Pagoda’s main gate, falling in a complete mess.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!!

It was practically endless, as if they were competing to be first, people constantly being blasted back out from the gate.

Some people hadn’t even been in the tower for half a breath of time before being eliminated and thrown out, heavily injured.

Even fighting a same‑realm battle with Wu Ling’s projection, even though the First Layer projection only had thirty percent of his strength, the vast majority were still eliminated.

"Good thing we didn’t go in!"

"Yeah! Otherwise, not even making it past the First Layer would be disgraceful as hell!"

"I reckon that those who can break through three layers and ultimately reach the top of the tower won’t exceed five hundred people!"

Many who hadn’t entered the tower were chattering away, inwardly sighing with emotion and secretly praising their own foresight.

Not a few people looked toward the tower top, only to see the Witch King sitting cross‑legged at the summit, eyes closed, completely indifferent to the situation of the challengers inside the tower.