Chapter 602 Holy Son Assessment
After surviving the Thirty-nine Thunder Tribulations, the remaining inner demon tribulations cannot stop the Dragon King of Luochuan. After all, Yang Tianyou is the master here. If the situation of the Dragon King of Luochuan is not right, he can intervene directly. There is a jade book to cover it up, and the will of heaven and earth will detect it. Less than a cent.
In the process of overcoming the inner demon tribulation, scenes from hundreds of years ago made Luochuan Dragon King very painful. He wanted to sink several times, and Yang Tianyou also wanted to take action several times.
However, perhaps because the obsession for revenge took over, Luochuan Dragon King actually relied on his own will to carry it over, broke through the shackles of his inner demons, and reached the state of becoming a god.
"Donghai, I will go back!" The golden dragon roared angrily, with great resentment hidden in his voice.
He is not an idiot. After all these years, he can certainly guess that he has been set up.
The pain of beheading Longtai, the contempt of his tribe, Long Jue's seemingly well-meaning but actually mocking behavior, and his fiancée's betrayal all made Luochuan Dragon King mad with hatred.
The green energy of creation flows down, a little more than five strands in total.
Thousands of threads form one strand. When breaking through to the realm of divine transformation, generally speaking, a monk can obtain at most nine strands of complete creation energy.
Of course, this kind of monks are very rare. They are equivalent to the nine-mark purple golden elixir in the golden elixir realm. It takes who knows how many years to produce one.
In fact, the genius level of a creature can be judged from the amount of creation energy obtained when breaking through the great realm.
Nine strands of talent are the top-notch talents, and talents of seven strands and above are equivalent to top-grade talents.
Four to six strands are equivalent to mid-level talent.
Further down, it is equivalent to a low-grade talent.
This is the certification of heaven and earth, and there is basically no error. Of course, except for unreasonable monks like Yang Tianjiu, there are not many in the entire Three Realms who can bribe the heavenly ones.
Luochuan Dragon King has received a little more than five strands of the energy of creation, and his mid-level talent is no longer weak. It is even better than the original Great Elder, who had a little more than four strands.
Master Beigong was far behind. He only received two rays of creation energy as a reward when he broke through, and he was not considered to be at the top among low-grade talents.
Therefore, even though he has just broken through, Luochuan Dragon King's combat power is not much weaker than that of Beigong Zhenren.
It is worth mentioning that this division of talent levels is only calculated at the same level.
There are monks who are late bloomers, or who have great opportunities, and it is entirely possible that they will be recognized as high-grade talents in subsequent breakthroughs in major realms.
The world is never static. Some people can continue to be talented, some people are unable to continue, and some people are not good at the early stage but have great stamina.
It is this world full of variables that makes the world of immortality so colorful.
After swallowing the energy of creation, Luochuan Dragon King gathered his true body, transformed into a middle-aged man, flew to Yang Tianyou, bowed his head respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for protecting the law!!"
Yang Tianyou smiled, waved his hand, and asked, "How do you feel now? Do you need time to recover?"
"It only takes half a month to consolidate your cultivation!" Luochuan Dragon King replied respectfully.
"Okay, then I'll give you half a month, and then you can handle the affairs with the Luochuan Dragon Clan and come with me to the Sea of Chaos!"
"As commanded..."
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Half a month later, the cross-domain flying boat belonging to the Yang family rose slowly in Ziyue City. The boat shook slightly and, surrounded by gusts of wind, turned into a blue rainbow light and flew towards the west.
In the Secret Realm of Four Symbols, the Protector General’s brows slightly moved, and a smile appeared on his lips, “He’s finally here!”
The space vortex appeared, Yang Tianyou stepped out, and in front of him was the familiar guardian general.
He bowed slightly, saluted and said: "Greetings to the divine general, the disciple has broken through the Nascent Soul and is here to conduct the official assessment of the Holy Son!"
The Dharma Protector General nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Come with me to the Four Elephants Tower!"
The two walked forward one behind the other, and soon the Four Elephants Tower towering into the sky came into view.
As Yang Tianyou's cultivation level improved, the things he could perceive became more and more clear.
At this moment, facing this majestic and towering pagoda, Yang Tianyou could feel how terrifying the power contained in the Four Elephants Pagoda was. This was at least a sixth-level mid-grade holy treasure, right?
If the Dharma Protector General controls this tower, I'm afraid even the monks in the middle stage of becoming a saint can survive, right?
"Why, are you greedy?" the Dharma Protector General said jokingly.
Yang Tianyou nodded without hesitation. Who wouldn't be greedy for such a treasure?
"It's useless to be greedy. Even if you become the master of the White Tiger Lineage, the Four Elephants Tower cannot be moved. This is the legacy of the Four Elephants Sect in the future."
"Okay!" Yang Tianyou was helpless, but didn't say anything.
This is reasonable and reasonable. Even if the Yang family participates in the reconstruction of the Four Symbols Sect, it will definitely not involve the entire family. At most, they will contribute some people and resources.
Therefore, the Dharma Protector General, or the four main lineage masters from eight thousand years ago, would of course find a way to leave some heritage for the Four Symbols Sect, and not allow others to inherit it all.
"Go in, and you will understand more things after you pass the exam!" the Protector General said calmly.
Yang Tianyou nodded and immediately stepped into the Four Elephant Tower.
Light and shadow flickered, and a hundred-foot space appeared in front of him, with four bronze doors inside.
"As long as you pass the four gates, you can become the official Holy Son and inherit 30% of the resources left by the White Tiger lineage." The words of the Protector General gave Yang Tianyou great motivation.
Thirty percent of the resources of the entire White Tiger lineage. What a huge amount of resources is that?
If it can be obtained, the family's heritage will not be considered weak even among state-level forces.
"Come on, let me see what this Holy Son is capable of during the examination." Yang Tianyou raised his brows, his aura suddenly changed, and his sword rose into the sky.
Arriving at the door on the far left, he slowly opened it and walked in.
The wind and sand are filled with wind and sand, the sun is shining high, there is no living thing except myself, and there is not a trace of green.
Thirst, hunger, irritability, madness, despair... all kinds of emotions came to my heart, and tears poured out uncontrollably...
Here, all the senses of the body and soul seem to be magnified countless times, especially negative emotions.
"Is it a test of perseverance? It's similar to the Four Elephants and Nine Levels..." Yang Tianyou said to himself, and couldn't help but recall the dark space he encountered when he participated in the Four Elephants and Nine Levels test.
tread!tread!tread!
Walking forward step by step, Yang Tianyou seemed to have turned into an ascetic.
Clothes slowly become torn, hair changes from neat to fluffy and messy, skin gradually withers and wrinkles appear...
"Am I going to die?" Yang Tianyou whispered in his heart.
The feeling of death was so real that weakness and dizziness surged from all parts of his body, eventually overwhelming his mind.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the sound of Qingyue's sword exploded in every corner of the desert.
A hand stretched out from under the yellow sand, followed by that resolute face that seemed to never give in or admit defeat.
boom! !
The illusion was shattered. Yang Tianyou woke up from his trance and found that he was still in front of the bronze door and had not walked in at all.
"First test, passed!"
