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The fourth test changed the attacking style and used another invention. However, the one used this time was very different from the one used in the third test. The third test was to absorb the energy but the invention used in the fourth test was pushed out.

It was as if a sharp sword had erupted from his body. A tiny stream of air entered the air and then instantly enlarged, causing the stream of air to rewind and refract in the air one after another.

The explosion was earth-shaking. Even the people outside couldn't help but be stupefied. Some even covered their ears, and the ones with weaker cultivations had a splitting headache.

After temporarily blocking the sound with his cultivation, he shifted his gaze to Arc Swamp in the protective barrier. He strode forward in large strides, as if he were a dragon. He appeared to be uninhabited and very relaxed.

However, just as he walked halfway, the airflow he released was blocked by something. He wrinkled his brows and groaned. He then mobilized an even greater force to sweep forward.

However, the force that struck forward was like a clay ox sinking into the ocean. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to advance a single step forward.

At the same time, his face was covered in cold sweat. His complexion was a bit purple and he was feeling quite tired. From how he walked on flat ground to how he walked on thin ice, all of this happened in the blink of an eye. He had encountered an insurmountable chasm.

After that, surging God Power surged out from his body and transformed into a huge black sharp sword.

That sharp sword seemed to have come from the ancient times, and it brimmed with an ancient aura. It was heavy, simple, and extremely divine. With a loud shout, it struck forward with a ton of damage.

When the people outside the screen saw this scene, their faces all changed, including Shen Shan and the Northern Tomb King both had serious expressions on their faces. This Wanderer was clearly risking his life to activate a Divine Technique.

From the looks of this divine art, its power was infinitely close to that of the Supreme Realm secret art. It was extremely terrifying and extraordinary.

"Heaven Descending Sword."

Lin Xing stared fixedly at this scene. His lips moved as he muttered to himself. He recognized this godly technique.

Sikong Zhaixing and Sky Sect shared the same origin, therefore, there was also this godly technique. Only the Chief Disciple had the qualifications to learn it, Lin Xing had also learned it before, and later on he felt that this technique was too useless, so he gave it up.

Although it was extremely powerful, the aftereffects were very significant. It was very easy to drain the flesh from one's body and then become a corpse. If the sound was too loud, it would be very easy for the enemy to dodge.

And when he used this technique at this moment, it was clear that there was a huge gap in front of him that could be used to shake it.

However, even though he had spent a lot of strength, he couldn't shake the thing in front of him even though he had activated a divine technique which was close to the Darchu secret technique. Moreover he reflected a huge elastic force which pushed him out of the array.

"Impossible …"

Arisaema was stunned on the spot. His face was filled with confusion and shock, as well as unwillingness. As a result of this, he roared out three times. His fists were clenched to the point that they were harder than steel.

Many people sighed. Originally full of confidence, Sikong Zhaixing's genius was stuck in the fourth stage, unable to enter even a single inch. In his heart, he thought it was impossible for him to not be disappointed.

The Northern Tomb King still had a smile on his face as he looked at this scene, gentle but without sympathy.

He said softly, "If you want to completely pass through this formation, not even some freaks within the Heavenly Cauldron will be able to do it, so you don't have to be discouraged."

"Really?" Arisaema took a deep breath. Upon hearing these words, his heart unavoidably felt much more balanced.

After the Northern Tomb King nodded with a smile, he still walked back to his original place somewhat unwillingly, and stood at the place where the disciples of the Dancing Sky Sect were.

"Brother Shen, it's time for you to give it a try." Arc wandered back to that place, stood side by side with Shen Yi, and said to him.

When he said that, everyone turned to look, only Shen Shan, the Heaven Smiting Stage powerhouse did not make an appearance, many people were looking forward to his performance, especially the female disciples beside him, who were dancing with joy and were looking at him with infatuated eyes.

Who would've thought that Shen Shan still said calmly: "No rush, no rush, let the others break through first, I'll be at the back."

"Senior-apprentice Brother Shen is truly funny. He hasn't even passed Senior Brother You You You in these four stages. Do you think anyone else would be able to pass?" Cang Xiao narrowed her eyes as she stared at him, a glint of light flickering in her eyes.

"Is it really gone?" "Then I'll …" Shen Shan's eyes slightly squinted, slowly spitting out these words. But halfway through his sentence, he was interrupted by a youth's voice.

"I'll do it!"

The moment that voice was heard, it attracted everyone's gazes. They looked at the ghost mask on the person's face, and then examined their cultivation. Everyone was shaking their heads, and mocking laughter rang out.

"You?"

He was the first to laugh, his face full of mockery. Moreover, it was a bit cold, and there was a hint of killing intent, and as he looked at this masked man, anger and hatred filled his heart, he couldn't even pass the fourth trial.

Standing next to him, Cloudy Fox's eyes flashed with surprise. She had never seen through this masked man before. He was just like the Northern Tomb King; perhaps he could create a miracle.

At the scene, there was another person who saw Lin Qi. Two rays of golden light shot out from his eyes, filling the depths of his eyes. He was firm and confident, and the more he thought about it, the faster his expression changed.

"It would be embarrassing to go up if he doesn't know his place." The Seventh Prince scoffed. He had a grudge with Lin Xing, so he naturally had to seize this opportunity to scold him.

"Since he intends to pass, let him go. I'm also curious about his capabilities. " Shen Shan faintly smiled and said.

"Brother Shen is right. Let him go. He brought shame upon himself." He knew better than anyone how terrifying the fourth stage was. He had expected Lin Xing, who was at the Dao Division realm, to not even last three seconds inside.

Under countless disdainful gazes, Lin Xing walked up to them. He looked calm and composed, and every step he took brought him to a higher level. His mood was not affected in the slightest as he came to the high platform.

"May I ask who this is …"

Staring at the young figure wearing a ghost mask, a surprised look flashed across the Northern Tomb King's eyes. He gently laughed and said, without a hint of disdain.

"Me? I am a rogue cultivator of the underworld. "

Lin Qi pointed to his nose, then cupped his hands towards the Northern Tomb King and replied indifferently.

"Hehe, your underworld wandering cultivator is not ordinary."

As if noticing something, the Northern Tomb King had a strange expression as he pointed out.

Hearing this, Lin Xing's heart chilled. On the surface, he maintained a calm expression, but he did not say anything. He leaped off the high platform and walked into the vast white arena.