Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two exchanged blows, yet Chu Ming didn't fall behind at all.

"Not bad, he's learning quickly!"

In the void, the Artifact Spirit observed Chu Ming, a trace of different hues flashed in its eyes, and immediately, a hint of joy appeared on its face.

"I didn't expect that out of those entering the Holy Tomb this time, there would be someone with the Nine Phoenix Nirvana Body. It's a pity, if the master was here, he would undoubtedly take her as his disciple. However, with her talent, she's still a bit short to inherit the master's mantle!"

The Artifact Spirit had countless avatars, and anyone from the Human Race or demon who entered the Holy Tomb could not escape its eyes. In this Holy Tomb, it was the exalted god.

In another tall tower, the Artifact Spirit could clearly see two terrifying red figures entwined and clashing, countless flames scattering in all directions as if it was the end of the world, transforming the whole starry sky into a sea of fire.

The Nine Phoenix Nirvana Body, one of the top constitutions in the cosmos, if properly nurtured and fully awakened, could at least become a Divine Dao expert in the future, perhaps even a top Heavenly Dao expert if given the opportunity.

However, his master had already fallen. For a Divine Dao expert, his master's enemies were terrifying beyond comprehension. Divine Dao experts were mere ants before them. To challenge them, one would have to be at least a top Heavenly Dao expert.

"Is it really impossible to avenge the master?"

The Artifact Spirit murmured to himself, then he bitterly smiled, realizing how unrealistic his thoughts were. Top Heavenly Dao experts were extremely rare in the entire cosmos. Finding an unparalleled genius was incredibly difficult.

Boom!

The swords of Chu Ming and the black-robed swordsman clashed faster and faster. Although Chu Ming was still using only thirty percent of his strength, his explosive power had increased manifold.

Slice!

With a wooden sword in his right hand and the Slaughter Sword in his left, Chu Ming slashed through the void with one stroke. The Slaughter Sword in his left hand turned into a red streak, piercing through the black-robed swordsman's chest in an instant.

"Phew!"

Chu Ming exhaled lightly. The battle with the black-robed swordsman had lasted for about an hour. A continuous hour of high-intensity concentration was a considerable drain on his spirit.

"You have cleared the first level, you may rest for an hour!"

The Artifact Spirit's cold voice resounded again, and immediately, the whole starry sky returned to silence.

Without any hesitation, Chu Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully savoring the entire process of the previous battle, striving to turn everything into his own accumulation.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, then the cold, emotionless voice of the Artifact Spirit rang out again: "Now, enter the second level of the Primordial Tower!"

Boom!

Once again, a black-robed figure ripped through the void. It was another duplicate of Chu Ming, but this black-robed swordsman's presence was significantly stronger than before.

"This duplicate has forty percent of your strength. Good luck!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Artifact Spirit fell silent.

Boom!

The black-robed swordsman struck, with a fierce Sword Momentum enveloping Chu Ming. Before he could adapt, he was instantly blasted away.

...

In the entire Holy Tomb, although there was only one Primordial Tower, it projected countless reflections. Martial artists who entered the Holy Tomb were just being tested through these reflections.

The tests were brutal. Many martial artists, in their quest for quick success, broke through several levels, but when they reached the sixth level, they felt immense pressure. After all, the duplicates at the Sixth Layer had eighty percent of their strength. A full-force clash would be hard, and if they weren't careful, they would fall.

Three hours later, someone fell. It was a peak Realm of Transcendence expert from the Human Race. He made a mistake and was caught by the duplicate, who killed him with a single strike!

Time quietly passed. Many had the same idea as Chu Ming, using the duplicates to hone their skills without rushing to clear the levels.

Boom!

On the second layer, after a prolonged battle, Chu Ming killed the black-robed swordsman with a single strike!

Third layer…

Fourth layer…

As he progressed, Chu Ming found himself taking longer. Through the fights with the black-robed swordsmen, he discovered that his attack techniques were filled with too many complex moves.

Boom!

The duplicate on the fifth layer had seventy percent of Chu Ming's combat power.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

"Myriad Swords Return to the Root!"

Boom!

Several terrifying Sword Auras ripped out from the wooden sword in the black-robed swordsman's hand, like stars shimmering in the sky, instantly enveloping Chu Ming.

Rip! Rip! Rip…

Chu Ming's red robe was instantly torn. The black-robed swordsman's Myriad Swords Return to the Root was at least ten percent stronger than his own. With a casual flick of his wooden sword, a red Sword Curtain instantly formed in front of Chu Ming, tearing the Sword Auras apart.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

"It's getting worse. Currently, only a hundred thousand people have reached the fifth layer, three thousand have entered the sixth, and not a single one has entered the seventh!"

Waiting for a day, the Artifact Spirit was slightly disappointed and sighed in his heart. It seemed that the hope for revenge in this lifetime was slim.

"The Celestial Martial Continent is, after all, on the edge of the cosmos!"

The Artifact Spirit was also helpless. In the edge areas of the cosmos, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power was severely lacking, and the number of talents produced could not compare to the cosmos center.

From what he knew, the direct disciples of the other top Heavenly Dao experts were all Holy Sons of major Sacred Lands. Bathed in the Blood of the Flood Dragon at birth, their cultivation reached the Realm of Transcendence by age ten, the Life and Death Realm by age thirteen, transformed their mortal bodies to Emperor Dao experts by age sixteen, comprehended the Saint Dao and were titled as Saints by age twenty, and most of them became Divine Dao experts by age thirty. As for top Heavenly Dao experts, even the most revered Holy Sons of the Sacred Lands couldn't reach that level; otherwise, there wouldn't be only five top Heavenly Dao experts in the entire cosmos.

Compared to them, those on the Celestial Martial Continent breaking through the Life and Death Realm at over forty without previous cases was unprecedented. As for unmatched successors, that remains to be seen.

However, it was helpless to shift the Holy Tomb to the edge of the cosmos. Otherwise, the entire Holy Tomb would have long been found and emptied by the other top experts of the cosmos. Even top Heavenly Dao experts couldn't resist the allure of another top Heavenly Dao expert's treasures.

Boom!

Two days passed, Chu Ming killed the black-robed swordsman with a single stroke, then shouted, and the Slaughter Sword in his left hand followed through, directly engulfing the black-robed swordsman.

Phew!

"You have cleared the fifth level. You may rest for three hours!"

The Artifact Spirit said coldly.