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Before the morning mist had dispersed, the sound of the chime from the Cliffless Palace had already resounded throughout the entire mountain peak.

Zi Linng who had been cultivating quietly for an entire night slowly stood up, leisurely brought along the refined pill and the necessary items, and leisurely walked towards the direction of the Trial Stele at the back of the mountain.

Restarting a Trial Stele was a grand occasion that happened once every few decades for Divine Profound Sect. Therefore, early in the morning, the entire sect was abuzz with activity, and disciples of three to five groups could be seen everywhere.

The sound of the bell resonated through the heaven and earth, only the elite disciples had the qualifications to go to the Trial Stele, the rest of the disciples were all anxiously watching.

When Zi Linng arrived in front of the Trial Stele, the hundred elite disciples had already gathered. Divine Profound Sect Sect Master Huo Zhen was standing on the stage, looking at the rows and rows of disciples below with a solemn expression.

Once the Trial Stele is activated, it will take three months before it can be reopened again. At that time, no matter what you guys are doing, you must put aside what you are doing and quickly come out. Otherwise, the Trial Stele will close and you will be forever trapped inside. Huo Zhen told the most important matter to all of the disciples. The disciples knew that this would be the most rigorous and dangerous trial in history.

The legend of the Trial Stele was too distant, to the point that the current generation of disciples did not even know about it. However, through the Sect Leader carefully opening the Trial Stele, everyone could feel that this event was not a simple one.

As Zi Linng listened to Huo Zhen's words, his gaze turned to his surroundings and landed on a familiar figure on the stage.

Deacon Ou stood up straight, his hands folded in front of his body, his eyes lowered, making it impossible for people to see his emotions. But when Huo Zhen was instructing the clan elders to take out the treasures, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Zi Linng caught sight of the smile just in time. In her heart, the Deacon Ou was not simple. Firstly, it was Zheng Zhong who could be mixed in with Human Clam, and secondly, it seemed to be closely linked to the Ye Family. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known about Ye Linn's background and what happened to him.

Because of these misgivings, from the moment she saw Deacon Ou, her attention had been on him. That strange smile allowed her to be certain that the other party must have done something, and that it was not a good thing!

The few clan elders' expressions were all solemn, all of them stared at Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen had already made his decision long ago, he nodded at the few of them, "Time's up, let's begin!"

The few elders glanced at each other before helplessly standing around to protect him.

A circular bronze mirror was placed in front of the Trial Stele, and everyone held their breath as their gaze fell on that serious back.

Huo Zhen raised his hand, as streams of deep profound energy flowed into the copper mirror. In the next moment, the bronze mirror shone brightly, as a gigantic pillar of light landed on the Trial Stele.

The Trial Stele under the light pillar emitted an ancient and heavy aura. Its black and dense stele absorbed the light that shot out and emitted a sparkling and translucent luster.

Just then, Zi Linng's heart inexplicably shivered, she immediately turned her gaze away from Huo Zhen and landed on the Trial Stele. She saw that after the Trial Stele had absorbed the light pillar, it had turned darker like ink …

As for Huo Zhen, his face slowly turned pale white.

Time gradually flowed by. Although it was not long ago, everyone felt that it was incomparably slow in their hearts. Everyone could see the changes in the Trial Stele. After absorbing the light pillar, the tablet seemed to have come to life from its slumber, carrying along with it a trace of vitality.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, as the Trial Stele Monument became even brighter. As time passed, a faint vortex gradually appeared.

"Success …"

Some disciples could not hold back their excitement and shouted.

"Just a bit more …"

Just as the whirlpool was about to form, Huo Zhen suddenly took a few steps back, and spat out a mouthful of blood that fell to the ground.

"Ah …" Many people exclaimed.

"Sovereign …" The few clan elders could not help but take a few steps towards Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen forced himself to stay still and continued to pour Profound Strength s.

"Disciples, prepare …"

They had reached a critical moment and were just one step away from restarting the Trial Stele. And restarting the Trial Stele only took an instant, so all the disciples had to be prepared to enter in time.

But just as Huo Zhen finished speaking, his expression suddenly shook, and his body flew backwards as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

"Sovereign …" The few Great Elders spoke at the same time, and one after another, rushed to Huo Zhen's position from all four directions.

Having lost Huo Zhen's support, the copper mirror placed before the Trial Stele seemed to have become extremely weak, as if it could disappear at any time.

"Quick, continue. Don't let it disappear." Huo Zhen pointed at the light pillar that was about to disappear, and said loudly.

The few clan elders immediately released Huo Zhen and took action at the same time. When the Profound Strength poured its full attention into the copper mirror, the light pillar that was faintly discernible lit up once again.

Despite his injuries, Huo Zhen still stood at the front and continued to transport Profound Strength s.

Standing behind a group of clan elder deacons, Deacon Ou's smile became even weirder, as if his carefully planned scheme was about to close in.

If anyone's gaze was not on Huo Zhen, then it would only be him. She suddenly took a step forward, under everyone's astonished gaze, he steadily and quickly walked in front of the Trial Stele.

"I think I can help." She told Huo Zhen.

Huo Zhen's face turned ashen, he looked at the disciple who had just accepted her, and the words of reprimand could not be said out loud, so he could only wave her hand and indicate that she should not cause trouble.

Zi Linng pretended not to see it, and revealed a smile towards Deacon Ou.

When the concealed Deacon Ou saw this, a bad premonition arose in his heart. In the next moment, Zi Linng's hands reached towards the Trial Stele.

"Hua …"

The black body of the Trial Stele was like absorbing the moonlight, releasing a simple yet heavy Qi, a faint light shined on the surface of the tablet, as though it was infused with a strong life force.

Zi Linng was not sure if injecting spirit energy would work, but the mysterious feeling of it pulling her strength and wanting to destroy the design of the Deacon Ou caused her to stand out without hesitation.

It was only now that she was sure that the Trial Stele had something up its sleeves. The spirit energy that she had poured into it seemed as if it had injected fresh water into a pool of dead water, and started to churn.

Puff …

Huo Zhen could not hold on any longer. After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his entire body fell backwards. The other elders were also injured by the backlash.

Zi Linng's gaze fell from Huo Zhen and the others to the distant Deacon Ou. The other party smiled deeply at her, as if saying: Relying on you won't change the entire situation!

Is that so?

Zi Linng squinted her eyes. She was no longer probing and trying to release the Spirit Qi.

The Trial Stele lost the support of Huo Zhen and the few elders, and after a while, it started to shine again.

Zi Linng's action caused a huge commotion among the disciples below.

The Sect Leader and the few elders were unable to restart the Trial Stele, what is she doing?

"You're courting death!" I think she's going to get a backlash soon. "

The majority were skeptical. However, Zi Linng didn't distract her at all. At this moment, other than the reaction from the Trial Stele, most of the reason was because she didn't want the Deacon Ou's hopes to succeed.

The endless amount of spirit energy was absorbed into the Trial Stele, causing the monument to glow even brighter.

"You overestimate yourself!" Liu Shuangshuang snorted coldly, as if she would be able to see the aftereffects of the Purple Clouds in the next moment.

Some of the disciples who were on good terms with her also started to ridicule her. However, all of these could not affect Zi Linng who was in front of the Trial Stele. She squeezed her eyes shut, and the familiar feeling grew stronger as she pressed her arm against the stone.

It was as if a voice was calling out to her in her mind, but the voice was very weak. She kept releasing the Spiritual Sense and focused on listening, but in the end, she could not find anything.

Deacon Ou thought that everything was going according to plan, but no matter what, an unforeseen event occurred. Just as he was thinking of a way to get rid of this variable, he heard a series of gasps coming from below.

He looked up and saw a gigantic whirlpool in front of the glowing Trial Stele.

"Quick, all the elite disciples enter the Trial Stele." Seeing that the opportunity had arrived, Elder Lin immediately instructed the disciples.

Zi Linng turned her head to look at Deacon Ou who was gritting his teeth but was helpless. He smiled at him complacently, and took the lead to rush into the whirlpool.

Behind her, the elite disciples followed one after another.

The number of disciples in front of the Trial Stele lessened. The anger on Deacon Ou's face slowly faded, and he hid all the storm clouds in that pair of deep black eyes.

"Tell them to carry out the second plan." After instructing the others, he did not spare another glance at the Trial Stele and headed down the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, Zi Linng had already entered the Trial Stele. In the next moment, other disciples of Divine Profound Sect entered one after another and stood by her side.

Not long after, Huang Ying, Gold, and Zhao Ting who had found Zi Linng approached.

"Junior Sister, how did you do it?" This time, Zhao Ting couldn't help but to admire her as well. He had personally witnessed his master and all of the elders expending all their energy to failed to open the Trial Stele.

Zi Linng smiled slightly, "I only borrowed the power of Master and all the elders to kick me in."

Of course, Zhao Ting would not believe it, but the mysteriousness of Zi Linng's body was not something he could understand and understand.

At this moment, more and more people gathered around him. Everyone noticed that they were on a wide platform. The edge of the platform was covered by fog, so they couldn't clearly see what was on the other side.

But there seemed to be a cover over them, and the mist could not penetrate it no matter how hard it tried. Some disciples curiously reached out their hands to touch the fog, but their entire bodies were sucked into it.

"What's going on?" When Huang Ying saw this scene, she subconsciously took a step back.

Zi Linng looked around and felt that there shouldn't be any danger. Moreover, there was no other way out, so she extended her hand to touch the mist. Sure enough, a powerful suction force pulled her into the fog.

After she disappeared, Huang Ying, Gold and Zhao Ting followed her into the mist.

Zi Linng's keen senses allowed sher to sense that there were a few people around her. Thus, he said: "This should only be the entrance to the Trial Stele, follow me closely." After saying that, she carefully felt a sense of familiarity from a certain direction. After hesitating for a moment, she started to walk in that direction.

At first, she could still sense that there were other people from the same sect in the vicinity. But now, Zi Linng could only sense the three people behind him.

"We've been walking for so long, but we still haven't left. Could we have been trapped in the wrong direction?" Zhao Ting was more rational and quickly suggested his own point of view.