When the celebration in the main hall was held, outside the main hall, Elder Sacred Heart walked on a small path, following a few followers, looking thoughtful.

"It shouldn't be"

She recalled the previous scene, felt Chen Changming's mental state and the strong innate power, and couldn't help but frown secretly.

"According to what the Lord gave me, this person who inherited the Spirit King should be born five years later."

She recalled Chen Changming's appearance and frowned at this time: "Why is there something wrong now?"

The fate began to change. According to the original fate trajectory, the Spirit King Saint Son in the Lingzong should have been born five years later.

But now, with the change of fate, Chen Changming emerged and directly defeated the rest of the inheritors of the Spirit King, becoming the only candidate for the fate of the Spirit King.

And judging from this situation, there is great hope of inheriting the will of the Spirit King.

If this is true, then the original fate can be said to have been completely changed.

What changes have occurred in this?

Elder Sacred Heart frowned, a little confused.

However, she had already made a decision in her mind.

It would be fine if Chen Changming failed this Spirit King trial.

But if it is approved, she may send someone to send a message to the outside world for instructions.

"The plan of the Lord shall not allow any variables to appear"

This thought flashed through her mind, her face calmed down, and she walked to the side silently.

In the hall, Chen Changming knew nothing about the thoughts of the Sacred Heart Elder outside.

Sitting in this hall, he was still sitting upright in it, closing his eyes and resting, quietly recuperating his state.

Now a lot of time has passed. According to Elder Jindao, in two days, the trial of the Spirit King will be.

During this period, Chen Changming had to seize the time and work hard to adjust his state in order to pass the so-called Spirit King trial.

So, despite being in the banquet, he still seemed very quiet and sat upright there.

Time passes slowly and gradually moves forward without realizing it.

Soon, two days passed.

Two days later, under the leadership of Elder Jindao, Chen Changming slowly came to a hall.

The main hall is made of stone and is engraved with dense murals around it. It is the same as the main hall where Chen Changming accepted the inheritance of the Ling King before.

And among them, a tightly covered woman in a black robe was already waiting there.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Looking at Chen Changming in front of him, the woman in black robe smiled and showed a smile on her face. She seemed to have a deep impression of Chen Changming.

"This kid's talent is the best I've ever seen."

She raised her head, looked at the Golden Sword Elder in front of her, and said softly.

The scene when Chen Changming accepted the trial of the Spirit King still seems to have appeared in front of her.

"Take him in."

Elder Jindao's face was plain, and he nodded to the woman in black robe, without saying anything more.

"yes."

The woman in black robe smiled, then looked at Chen Changming beside her: "Come with me."

She spoke softly, then took Chen Changming out and walked through the temple in front of her.

After a while, they walked to the depths of the hall in front of them and saw a golden door.

Around the surrounding stone walls, murals appear in them, with different appearances, and at first glance they look like different demons, showing their appearances.

As Chen Changming looked away, he would find that these murals seemed to have a unique vitality, as if moving.

As Chen Changming walked here, vaguely, his eyes seemed to gather and gather towards Chen Changming.

At first glance, it looks extremely cunning and weird.

Standing there, Chen Changming turned around silently and looked around.

Perhaps because he has now been promoted to the innate world and has realized the intent of the sword, at this moment, he can already feel the extraordinaryness of those murals.

Like the whetstones in the previous place of the Golden Sword Trial, these murals also have an artistic conception, and various forces that are very similar to the power of the Spirit King are boarding these murals. Although a long time has passed, they are still exerting their influence.

"This is the Demon God Picture"

In his mind, the sound of the spirit in the sword slowly rang out, and at this moment he spoke in a deep voice: "In legend, the ancient spirit king rose up and was born as a god and demon. He defeated a total of 300 gods and demons along the way, suppressing their origins and flesh under his palace together."

"What these demon gods recorded in these demon gods are the demon gods who were defeated by the Spirit King, with a trace of charm and marks of those demon gods."

Chen Changming nodded to show his clarity.

"alright."

On the side, the woman in black robe turned around and looked at Chen Changming and said softly: "After walking in through this door, it is the place where the Spirit King inherits it."

"I can't accompany you in the next road."

"Thank you."

Chen Changming nodded slightly, then took a step forward and walked forward.

Under the gaze of the woman in black robe, he walked forward gently, every step he took was very calm.

And as he approached, a unique intention flowed, affecting all directions.

On the surrounding stone walls, feeling Chen Changming's breath, the demons portrayed in the demon gods' pictures seemed to have become even more terrifying. His eyes were staring at Chen Changming in unison, looking quite strange and terrifying.

And in front, with Chen Changming approaching, the golden door slowly opened.

A deep breath slowly spread out, accompanied by a faint golden light.

Then, under the illumination of the light, Chen Changming's entire body was overwhelmed by it and disappeared into it.

Everything around me became calm in an instant.

Standing alone in the outside world, the woman in black robe looked calm and looked at the slowly closed golden door in front of her. Her face did not change at all. She just sat there, praying silently.

"This is?"

A hazy sound was ringing.

As we approached the golden gate from the outside world and looked at the scene in front of us, Chen Changming couldn't help but frowned.

At this moment, he seemed to have traveled through again, as if he had come to another world.

In front of me is a village burned by a fire.

The vast fire burned here, turning it into ruins.

And in the ruins, countless miserable shouts came from all directions.

Feeling the sound, Chen Changming frowned and looked into the distance.

As his gaze was watching, many people shouted in the villages in the distance.

Many people struggled in the fire, trying to break free from the fire, but were eventually swallowed by the fire and could not do anything.

"This is"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changming frowned, and for a moment, he didn't understand what was going on.

There is no doubt that he was still undergoing the trial of the Spirit King before, but as he entered the golden gate, he came here.

The scene changes very quickly.

Another time travel?

Chen Changming then shook his head and denied his thoughts.

Compared to the time travel again, he was more inclined to see what was in front of him, which was the content of the Spirit King trial.

But what does the scene in front of you mean?

What should he do?

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's heart, and a kind of doubt gradually arose in his heart.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.

In the distance, fires devour life, and life gradually died in the fires and were swallowed by endless fires.

Looking into the distance, at this moment, Chen Changming's body slowly changed, and an inexplicable sense of restlessness rose, causing a palpitations to appear in his heart.

Feeling this feeling, Chen Changming frowned and tried to communicate with the spirit in the knife.

The result of communication failed.

On his body, the golden sword was still there, but the spirit in the sword lost its reaction. It seemed that it was isolated by the power here and could not communicate with the spirit in the sword.

Feeling this change, Chen Changming gave up the idea of ​​communication and began to observe around him.
To be continued...