Huff!

Chu Ming took a deep breath. The fifth level replica already posed a great danger to him. If this keeps piling up, the black-cloaked swordsman on the eighth level of the Primordial Tower would possess his full combat strength, and it would be wielded with extreme perfection.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye. As Chu Ming sat cross-legged, the endless starlit sky in front of him suddenly shifted. A black-cloaked figure tore the void and stepped out from it.

Chu Ming slowly stood up, his gaze solemnly fixed on the black-cloaked swordsman. Same face, same aura, yet the air around him was not at all inferior to Chu Ming's.

Boom!

The black-cloaked swordsman swung his sword, and a terrifyingly brilliant sword aura tore through the void. It appeared before Chu Ming in an instant like a meteor from the heavens, the sharp aura making his face ache.

Clang!

The Secrets of Slaughter, Secrets of Immortality, and Secrets of Void erupted simultaneously. The terrifying sword aura instantly filled the space. Chu Ming wielded the wooden sword in his right hand and the Slaughter Blood Sword in his left, sweeping through the void, wrapping the blades, and striking against the black-cloaked swordsman.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sword shadows collided repeatedly. With each clash, Chu Ming's expression grew heavier. Even with nine-tenths of his strength, he could barely fend off the black-cloaked swordsman's attacks.

...

In another Primordial Tower projection, two horrifying, fiery red shadows fought crazily. The entire endless starry sky was filled with the scent of flames, incinerating the void into nothingness.

"Three-Part Burning Flame Qi!"

Boom!

Feng Yuyan let out a delicate shout, drawing her hands together over her shoulders. Instantly, a terrifying flaming shadow spiraled out from above her head. Three red, blurry streams of air whipped around in the void, burning her replica to ashes in an instant.

Huff!

Feng Yuyan panted lightly, her ample bosom rising and falling gently. Fortunately, she had gained considerable experience from the battles on the previous levels, otherwise, she would not have dealt with the replica on the sixth level so effortlessly.

"Congratulations on passing the sixth level. From now on, each level you pass will earn you a reward. Keep it up!"

The cold voice of the Artifact Spirit came from the void.

It had been half a month since everyone entered the Holy Tomb. During this time, most of the Realm of Transcendence practitioners and Demon Generals were transported out of the Holy Tomb after clearing the sixth level of the Primordial Tower. Many others, overconfident in their abilities, met a cruel death on the seventh level.

Currently, only about a thousand strong practitioners remained in the Holy Tomb.

"Finally cleared the seventh level!"

In one of the Primordial Tower projections, Chu Ming panted lightly. To clear the seventh level, he had fought the replica for three days and nights. At this moment, he felt that if he were to face his past self, he could surely kill him with a single strike.

Previously, he had been like a frog at the bottom of a well. He always believed his combat awareness was strong enough, invincible even, yet during the battle, he realized how laughable his previous thoughts were.

"Congratulations on passing the seventh level!"

Whoosh!

A cold voice sounded. Immediately, the figure of the Artifact Spirit emerged from the void, staring at Chu Ming with a slight smile.

"You have passed the seventh level and have the right to choose a treasure here as your reward!"

The Artifact Spirit finished speaking, and Chu Ming suddenly found himself in an endless starry sky. However, unlike before, the void was not lit by stars, but by colorful light spheres.

"Are all these treasures?!"

Chu Ming looked at the light spheres in astonishment. Most of the treasures within these light spheres were unknown to him. He could only identify a few that he had seen briefly mentioned in ancient books.

Buzz!

In one of the light spheres, a dazzling sword aura shot out like a divine light, crashing around within the light sphere but unable to break free.

"Celestial Level Top Tier Treasure Sword!"

Chu Ming gasped. The sword had a spirit. Even confined within the light sphere, it appeared eager to tear through the void and escape. This sword was more powerful than any weapon he had ever seen. With it, he estimated he could immediately kill a Low Tier King.

"Haven't seen much, have you?"

The Artifact Spirit sneered and continued, ignoring Chu Ming's astonished expression.

"Since the Holy Tomb opened, over nine million people have come here. They've already picked most of the valuable items. The rest are just some scraps."

"These are scraps?"

Chu Ming's face showed a trace of shock. Looking around, the entire void was filled with white light spheres, seemingly endless. Any one of these treasures would cause a huge commotion on the Celestial Martial Continent. Even Life and Death Realm Kings would lower themselves to fight for them. After all, the spear held by the Emperor of Destruction, the highest-graded weapon on the continent, was merely a Celestial Level High Tier weapon.

"How many magical treasures are there in total?"

While asking, Chu Ming extended his soul power around, searching for something suitable. He only had one chance, and he had to choose the item most beneficial for his next trial. The Celestial Level sword was precious, but he couldn't use his own weapon in the fight against the black-cloaked swordsman.

"There are too many items to count. These things were casually collected by my master while traveling in the cosmos. They are all just some trinkets."

The Artifact Spirit replied indifferently.

"What was your master's cultivation level?"

Curious, Chu Ming couldn't help asking.

"Alright, seeing you have some talent, I'll tell you about the cultivation system in the cosmos."

The Artifact Spirit sighed. Countless epochs of solitude had left him longing for someone to talk to.

Hearing this, Chu Ming pricked up his ears and listened attentively.

"The entire cosmos is divided into tens of thousands of star systems. These star systems vary in size. At the center of the endless star systems are the nine divine kingdoms, which control the lifeline of the cosmos. Below the nine divine kingdoms are over eighty sacred lands, where powerful practitioners emerge endlessly. Almost every sacred land has a peak Divine Dao practitioner overseeing it, while the sovereigns of the nine divine kingdoms are the strongest half-step Heavenly Dao practitioners!"

The Artifact Spirit spoke coldly. When mentioning the nine divine kingdoms, Chu Ming could clearly feel a terrifying killing intent surge from the Artifact Spirit.

Chu Ming secretly speculated that the master's death had much to do with the sovereigns of the nine divine kingdoms.

"Originally, there were nine Heavenly Dao supreme practitioners in the cosmos. They were also the founders of the nine divine kingdoms!"