Chapter 452 - 448: Its Over...9...

Chapter 452 - 448: It's Over...9...

"3,121!" The number was revealed in a towering outflow of light in the sky, announced by the voice of the Grand Priestess! The crowd was trembling with excitement as numerous experts entered discussions.

The young man was at the Soul Idol Phase, with a True Age of roughly eighty-three years, so to have such a powerful spiritual foundation was incredible!

But Wei Wuyin was quite lost at this moment. What did that mean exactly? While he had a rough understanding of what 3,121 Spirit Units meant towards relative might of Spiritual Strength, he had absolutely no comparison or rubric of standard. Was that high for a Soul Idol Phase expert? Was that high for eighty-three years of cultivation?

He was utterly clueless. He even turned to the young woman, hoping to gleam some idea of the standard, but her eyes were relatively indifferent while they focused on the mirror, not the result. Exasperated by ignorance, he was left unable to react.

°3,600 Spirit Units was the relative strength of the Fifth Soul-Pulse Manifestation Ring...So, I guess its high?° Wei Wuyin was incredibly bitter, uncertain what to do. His distracted thinking allowed Ai Juling to reach the mirror soon after, erasing the young man’s results, and revealing her own.

"2,733!" The Grand Priestess Si De announced again, but the results were clearly lacking in comparison to the handsome young man. She pouted, her eyes flickering with a hint of frustration. She was older, at the same cultivation level, yet was considerably weaker in terms of Spiritual Strength. How could she not be unsatisfied?

To add insult to injury, she had failed!

The young man had received a surge of Desi’s will, giving him his second triangular mark on his hand, but Ai Juling had not. She clearly didn’t reach the proper criteria necessary. Wei Wuyin decided not to rush, waiting for the others.

Shockingly, THEY ALL FAILED!

Besides him and the young woman that hadn’t gone up, the other candidates had failed to meet whatever arbitrary criteria this so-called divine lord had set! This, however, came as a surprise to no one. Even the crowd only groaned softly in disappointment when their respective race’s Holy Candidates failed.

It seemed this was a harsh, brutally vicious gate that had halted numerous candidates in the past. Wei Wuyin was truly shocked by this. To add, a few had eclipsed the young man’s Spirit Units, but were seemingly too old and thus failed as a result.

With only him and the young woman left, Wei Wuyin felt the gazes of millions alongside the outstanding beings of the Desolate Lands land on him. He was remarkably young in terms of his True Age of Cultivation, and while he had a formidable Intent, Intent wasn’t much unless backed by a strong foundation.

Logic and common sense dictates that Wei Wuyin’s spiritual strength should be lacking in relation to the standard of his cultivation phase. But that might still be enough to receive the right to pass, simply because he was considered far too young.

The young woman curiously glanced at Wei Wuyin. But she wasn’t the type to feel inferior and hesitant, so she walked to the mirror and touched it. A similar phenomenon appeared, encapsulating her entire figure before receding, perfectly reflecting her image in the mirror. But there was a strange quiver on her face, as if something had masked her true appearance.

Wei Wuyin was taken aback that whatever concealment the young woman was using had fooled this mirror that exceeded Mortal Limits. To what lengths did she go to conceal her face? What did she really look like? A burning desire to rip her concealment apart and get a good, long look emerged in his heart.

Spirit units started to appear, connecting in their exquisite network of webs and bridges, forming a single cohesive whole. It still fascinated him seeing its structure so clearly revealed, only proving Eden’s abilities to determine such profound intricacies.

The number quickly exceeded 3,000, rising and rising and passed 4,000. Wei Wuyin’s eyes focused on the mirror, and so was everyone else!

The young woman hadn’t tested her spiritual strength since she reached the Soul Idol Phase, so she was quite interested in the level it’d reach. Her level of focused investment wasn’t any less than the others.

5,000!

A frightening silence once more permeated the entire world as the motes emitted glistening starlight, bright and shining. Some even felt blinded by the resplendent cyan light emitting from the mirror!

Wei Wuyin’s silver eyes brightened. This mirror truly did exceed Mortal Limits. In terms of cultivation base, his spiritual strength had to be his greatest foundation, especially with two Divine-type Astral Souls! For it to measure it all without so much as a tremble, he was quite intrigued by the internal formations within.

When he recalled the Ninth Soul-Pulse Manifestation Ring’s Spiritual Strength, the ring that took him across starfields, he couldn’t help but realize his own spiritual strength had far outstripped it in power.

The number kept rising!

24,000!

27,000!

It started to slow down for a moment.

29,000!

30,000!

But then, while everyone who wasn’t blinded was simply watching with unmoving, unblinking eyes, it sped up again!

38,000!

It seemed as if it wouldn’t stop growing!!

Wei Wuyin faintly smiled, realizing this crazed jump was due to Ori’s Tenth-Ring! It had abruptly pulsated just before, clearly it was Ori not wanting to hold back!

Then, it finally stopped at 39,900.

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"...39,900!" The Grand Priestess’s mental fortitude had proven time and time again to be better than everyone else as she regained her mental focus and declared Wei Wuyin’s absurd spiritual strength. But her cheeks were flushed red, her breathing clearly heavy, and those sightless eyes quivered as she loudly shouted.

Wei Wuyin received the second mark, turning his attention to the young woman who no longer held any competitive spirit in her eyes, but a wisp of horrified terror as if Wei Wuyin was a terrifying monster of legend!

Rubbing his nose with a bitter smile, Wei Wuyin couldn’t really say anything to ease the situation.

The old man below kept his dates, no longer in the mood to eat. Wei Wuyin’s level of Spiritual Strength wasn’t that far off from his own, and with his cultivation base, this was an absolutely terrifying discovery. He whispered absentmindedly, almost as if going senile, "Always someone greater, always someone greater."

Perhaps it was him imagining the sect, person, or clan that could nurture such a terrifying monster, but he felt fear for the first time in a long while. A wave of relief entered his mind like the cool side of a pillow on a hot day as he realized he hadn’t offended Wei Wuyin. In fact, they could be considered friendly acquaintances! This consoled his aged heart greatly.