The translation of the text is as follows:

"Uncle Yun Shi, are you nervous?" Xiao Yu's hands trembled as she clung to Lin Yun's sleeve.

"I'm a little nervous, but not overly so. I know my own capabilities, but I'm not sure what form this challenge will take. Thinking about it doesn't make me more anxious," Lin Yun replied truthfully.

The number of people gathered on Chanu Peak grew steadily, and soon, the group reached its capacity.

"Deacon Xia, with everyone gathered here, we can begin sending the students to the Triple Realm," someone suggested.

Deacon Xia nodded and spoke in a voice reminiscent of thundering storms: "Now, I will send you to the first checkpoint of the Three Realms: the Spirit Land. You must give it your all, focus, and embrace the test."

A surge of enlightening energy accompanied Deacon Xia as he released a force of Dark Power. It collided gently outward, opening a door. From the air emerged three luminous words: Spirit Realm.

"Alright, don't step on my feet. Enter one by one. The Elder Council is close to me because of their extended time in the Spiritual Realm."

The lack of credit weighed heavily. As the door opened, people eagerly entered the Spiritual Domain with excitement. Lin Shuo followed them in. When Lin Yun entered the Spirit Realm, he was suddenly enveloped by an oppressive weight—his tense body could hardly breathe, leaving him utterly drained.

It felt as though he were carrying the burden of an elephant.

"Wow, this is heavy," Lin muttered in frustration.

"Ah..." A chorus of strained voices filled the air as many women, immediately feeling the immense pressure, began sweating, gasping, and trembling.

Determined, Lin Shuo vowed to take the test seriously. He warned that those who didn't would succumb within minutes to the relentless pressure as countless participants exited the Spiritual Domain prematurely.

"Master Yun, come on! You must endure longer!" Xiao Yu pleaded anxiously. Her concern for Lin Daji was evident. Lin Daji's eyes burned with determination alongside other participants who showcased extraordinary resilience compared to the rest. However, Xiao Yu seemed different—his conflict was more intense, as he faced the Dark Knights' third-tier power and spiritual resistance.

"This Spirit Realm is far more overwhelming than before. I cannot bear it," someone groaned weakly, grumbling as they retreated defensively.

As withdrawal sounds echoed hurriedly, many participants who shared Lin Shuo's struggle against the three-tier Dark Forces found it easier to manage. Though the pressure increased significantly when confronting the fourth-tier Dark Forces wrapped around a towering pine tree, it was the fifth-tier Dark Forces that brought noticeable relief.

Three minutes in, two-thirds of the participants had withdrawn from the Spirit Realm. The remaining third were visibly struggling—sweat poured freely, and many turned pale as paper.

Some fell unconscious from dehydration and exhaustion, succumbing to the trial's unrelenting challenges. Lin Shuo himself grew dizzy but refused to collapse, even as the next moment seemed poised to take him down.

"Uncle Yun Shi, why..." Lin murmured faintly.

Suddenly, Lin heard a whisper close to his ear. Disoriented, Lin Yun experienced ear ringing and near loss of consciousness. But just as his threshold reached its breaking point, a radiant energy surged inward—a cleansing force emanated vividly, clearing apart the suffocating aura enveloping his body. Lin Shuo's chest seemed lighter as he gradually opened his eyes, sensing profound clarity and renewal coursing through him alongside Yun Lin's spiritual pulse.

With his dizziness alleviated, the impression of shifting between two distinct realms—the three souls and six spirits—also prevailed uniquely.

In mere ten breaths' time, a revitalizing stream of Qing Liu encircled the Lin Family. After enduring eight days of anguish, Lin Yun finally regained his senses. Everywhere the stream went, from Original Water to his bones, it cleansed and nourished. His body brimmed with vitality, muscles refreshed, and his skeleton radiated resilience.

"Quick, this sensation feels like soaking in divine vitality!" exclaimed Lin Shuo with amazement. "Mystic Jade, were you the one who woke from unconsciousness? If you're improving, maybe I could assist Mystic Jade slightly!" The resolution flashed in Lin Shuo's eyes as he turned decisively.

"Mystic Realm Jade, I call upon your Divine Power to counter the overwhelming darkness," Lin Shuo prayed fervently.

"That's not reasonable. My body is heavily drained and nowhere near its peak state. Against the third-tier Black Forces, all I can offer is marginal help, which might harm you rather than aid you," Mystic Jade warned gravely.

"Then help me figure out how to channel the stress!" Lin Dao pleaded, frustrated by his mounting exhaustion.

"Certainly, there's value in enduring. The greater your pressure, the faster your body repairs itself. This process will strengthen your tendons and bones over time, granting profound advantages in the future," Mystic Jade explained.

Lin Shuo smiled upon hearing this. Knowing he could recover swiftly from even severe injuries with this ability felt like wielding an in-game panacea.

"Of course, if you suffer extreme harm—like decapitation or the severing of your essence—such damage would be irreversible. That is absolute," Mystic Jade cautioned.

Still, Lin Dao's focus remained undeterred despite the daunting stakes. Though the Spirit Center imposed physical weight rivaling Jack's legendary tripod, it nurtured internal resilience. Lin Dao's emotions oscillated drastically amidst his painful ascent.

"I can do this. Uncle Yun Shi, don't give up—I'm begging you," Xiao Yu cried out, collapsing to her knees. Moments later, she fainted. A radiant flicker, reminiscent of candlelight, marked Xiao Yu's passing as her spirit entered the Spirit Realm.

Twenty participants, including Pan Lingjing, persevered against escalating hardships. Despite two high-ranked Black Scholars sweating profusely at the temples, they managed to navigate the oppressive conditions with measured endurance. Lin Yun's nearby officer, meanwhile, was drenched in sweat without realizing it as many surpassed the half-hour mark within the Spirit Realm.

When the Great Record Officer looked upon Lin, his initial impression of ease shifted to astonishment. Soon, admiration shone in his eyes—the sheer perseverance and extraordinary grace displayed by Lin Yun exemplified the hallmark characteristics of greatness.

Half an hour prior, over ten participants had barely made it through their tests. Now, only ten remained persevering amid relentless adversity. The Great Record Officer himself seemed overdrawn from battling the Dark Powers, clinging to borrowed strength.

Lin Shuo observed collapses among participants as tension mounted. Suddenly, he grasped one officer's hand in desperation. Without warning, a crystal-clear stream surged from Lin Yun's body into the officer's. The transformation was immediate—the officer felt reinvigorated as clarity returned to his mind. Surprised by Lin Yun's miraculous ability, he stammered in gratitude.

"Thank you... Uncle Shi, you taught me lessons about the Dark Power, didn't you? But if I lose more Dark Power, I won't be able to sustain myself," the officer cautioned.

Lin Shuo sighed, puzzled by the officer's words. He pondered their interaction deeply until Mystic Jade offered an explanation. Mystic Jade revealed that whenever Lin Shuo assisted others selflessly, the Qing Liu force would merge with Lin Yun's Divine Power to fortify the recipients through spiritual and physical enhancement.

Relieved, Lin chuckled, realizing the process mirrored divine nourishment.

"No problem. Let's face this together," Lin declared, his smile unwavering.

The officer was profoundly moved, almost brought to tears by Lin Shuo's unwavering kindness. Lin Shuo's encouragement bolstered everyone's spirits throughout the trial.

As the sound of failure echoed, six more participants were eliminated. By now, only two remained in the Spirit Realm: Lin Yun and the Great Record Officer.

The duo found themselves locked in a grueling battle, pushing against adversity. For the Great Record Officer, surviving in this realm meant enduring forces tenfold stronger than the first-tier Black Forces faced by other competitors. Yet, through unwavering resilience, they maintained their steadfast effort.