The grand ancient hall was partially ruined, standing with towering stone pillars engraved with ancient patterns, exceedingly old and verdant.
However, this mysterious ancient hall had a Nine Directions Dao Platform arranged in a circle, surrounding the central half-collapsed Divine Throne.
On six of these Dao Platforms, figures were seated, all concealed by the Dao Rhythm drawn from the platforms, appearing transcendent and otherworldly with a hint of the Dao’s essence, seemingly in the midst of Enlightenment.
It could be said that Enlightenment was far more precious than any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in this small world, for the Dao could only be comprehended by those who had reached the Martial God Realm and condensed their Primordial Spirit, and even then, their understanding of the Dao was rudimentary.
The Dao Rhythm attracted by these six Dao Platforms clearly surpassed the ordinary path of the Martial God, especially for these super experts who had the qualifications of being kings. Although among the younger generation they were considered peerlessly powerful, they were not true Martial Gods. Such Enlightenment brought them indescribably extraordinary benefits.
Once they eventually stepped into the domain of the Martial God Realm, they would gain unimaginable immense benefits.
No wonder these six had never appeared or even completed the trial, with such indescribable extensive benefits, no one wanted to leave.
Once the six on the Dao Platforms sensed the arrival of many trialists, they suddenly opened their eyes, revealing flashes of cold light, immediately drawing the attention of numerous trial participants.
"It’s them, the missing potential king contenders, they are all here."
"They are actually in... Enlightenment, no wonder they haven’t appeared before."
"What exactly is this ancient hall, it seems extraordinary."
Everyone looked over, while the super experts on the Dao Platforms cast their eyes down, clearly not expecting so many to have managed to get through the pathway. But on seeing the fluctuating Martial God Dao Soldiers above the heads of those princes and princesses, they understood.
Nearly everyone frowned, clearly not wishing for the arrival of these people to disrupt the peace.
Crown Prince Xia Yang looked at Thirteenth Prince and others, first surprised by the Golden Lion, then nodded, "You all came; it’s good that you weren’t eliminated."
Clearly, Crown Prince Xia Yang had always been aware that Thirteenth Prince and others were being hunted, but he had never rescued them, perhaps unable to move.
The other super experts also spoke up, though they were in Enlightenment, they could still converse briefly. Seeing the trial participants from their own factions, they nodded slightly, showing a mild relaxation in their expressions, without much surprise.
Only the Second Prince of the Tianqi Empire, Yangg Shaoqi, when he saw that only the Sixth Princess Yangg Miaoxue was there, couldn’t help but frown, "Where are Yangg Jun and the others?"
Yangg Miaoxue expressionlessly opened her mouth, "Yangg Jun is dead; the others have been eliminated."
Hearing this, the several other super experts were greatly shocked. Who would dare to make a move, not fearing offending the Tianqi Empire?
Being isolated in this Mysterious Heaven and Earth, unable to communicate with the outside, they were yet unaware that it was Ye Chen who had made the move.
Yangg Shaoqi was even more furious, emitting intense fluctuations from his body that made others pale, putting pressure on even top 100 trial participants, but still not leaving the Dao Platform. There was a palpable rage in his cold voice, "Who dared to kill the Eighth Prince?"
A trialist spoke up, revealing Ye Chen’s name.
"Ye Chen! He also came!" Xia Yang’s eyes burst forth with bright radiance, extremely remarkable.
To him, Ye Chen was also a formidable rival. Although Ye Chen had missed entering the Trial Road due to seclusion, Xia Yang had always believed that Ye Chen would enter the Trial Road, and now it seemed he was right.
The other super experts frowned because they had already heard Xia Yang mention Ye Chen’s name, a young prodigy who could stand on equal footing with Xia Yang, indeed ranked among the potential king contenders.
"Ye Chen?" Yangg Shaoqi’s voice turned cold, "Isn’t he the one whose Dantian was destroyed by Huangs Tianqin, yet later achieved a breakthrough? Seems his strength isn’t bad, he could even rival Xia Yang, but that was all in the past. Now, to kill him wouldn’t be too difficult. He dared to kill my Eighth Prince; tell me where he is. After this phase, I want to tear him into thousands of pieces."
Entering this small world, his gains were evidently significant, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so arrogant, disregarding Ye Chen, whom Xia Yang had spoken of as being on par with himself.
But the others fell silent, a blanket of silence.
Wanting to kill Ye Chen? Even if this person was a potential king contender, none thought it was possible.
Yangg Shaoqi’s face darkened, about to speak, when suddenly a terrifying scream accompanied by several wretched cries echoed.
Everyone’s attention turned, only to see about seven or eight trialists had taken the opportunity to rush into the forest to pick millennia-old Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, but at that moment, a house-sized huge Golden Red Sand Scorpion King appeared. Several sharp claws pierced directly through these trialists, all devoured into its stomach, a bloody mess, horrifying to behold.
Moreover, these people had their Spirit Talismans’ faint glows appearing, but still unable to resist, evidently, this was a Martial God Realm Red Sand Scorpion King, terrifyingly formidable, entirely unstoppable by the Spirit Talismans.
Everyone remembered that dreadful scream from early morning and suddenly felt terrified. It was very likely this Golden Red Sand Scorpion King. Just that no one expected that this Golden Red Sand Scorpion King would actually be in this small patch of land.