The trial in the Empress' Secret Realm lasted for a whole year, and it finally came to an end.
And all of this has nothing to do with Yi Yun and Lin Xintong. They had no intention of coming out in the first place.
At this time, Yi Yun and Lin Xintong were standing on the long white jade stairs. In front of them, there was an ancient and heavy gate.
The gate is made of unknown metal, and its surface is covered with exquisite patterns and reliefs.
On the left side of the gate, there is a picture of the sun and the sun, and on the right side, there is a picture of the cold moon.
This door is the door on the sixth floor of the God Advent Tower.
Yi Yun didn't know what was on the sixth and final floor of the God Advent Tower.
"Can't open."
Standing in front of the gate, Yi Yun shook his head. Even with the Qingyang Order in hand, he could not open the gate.
Next to Yi Yun, Lin Xintong looked at the reliefs on both sides of the door carefully. She gently stretched out her finger and traced the lines one by one with her fingertips.
After a long time, Lin Xintong said: "There is a formation carved on the surface of this door. This formation is the lock on the door. It may take you and me to work together to open it."
Lin Xintong's words reminded Yi Yun, and he calmed down and touched the sun on the left side of the door with his hand.
This picture of the sun is actually somewhat similar to the picture of the sun in the Tai'a Sacred Law. Of course, the degree of mystery in it is far from the same level.
As his perception sank into the Yaori Diagram, Yi Yun slowly touched the core of the formation and understood its principles.
This round of bright sun and cold moon need to be injected with pure yang and pure yin energy at the same time to be stimulated. At that time, the formation will naturally start to operate, and the door to the sixth floor of the God Advent Tower will be opened.
It seems that the first five floors of the God Advent Tower are all qualified to pass the assessment, but the sixth floor is different. It probably requires cultivating the Heart Sutra of the Empress to a certain level before it can enter.
Yi Yun hesitated for a moment and tried to inject the energy in his body into the Yaori Tu.
Lin Xintong understood at this moment, and she stretched out a bare hand to place it on the cold moon picture.
The two of them put one hand against the formation and held the other hand together.
Minds are connected, yin and yang complement each other.
The two energies of pure yin and pure yang poured into the gate, and the ancient patterns were illuminated one by one.
For a time, the bronze door was filled with light, and the two relief statues of the sun and the cold moon came to life. The world in the statue seemed to be projected to the surroundings and turned into a real world. As the sun emerged, wisps of flowing clouds appeared.
filled the sky, and the rise of the cold moon brought with it the vast starry sky
Scenes of yin and yang appeared alternately, until Yi Yun and Lin Xintong had consumed 70% to 80% of their vitality. Their foreheads were dripping with sweat, but the door was only closed, with no intention of opening it.
Finally, the energy of the two people could not be supported. As the energy was exhausted, the gorgeous light and shadow around them disappeared, and the shining formation lines slowly fell silent. Darkness returned to the white jade steps, as if nothing had happened.
Yi Yun and Lin Xintong looked at each other, both helpless. Lin Xintong sighed softly, shook her head and said, "The gap is too far. Our strength is far from enough to open this door."
"indeed"
Yi Yun withdrew the pure Yang energy in his body, feeling a little unwilling.
What will be inside the sixth floor of the God Advent Tower? If it can be opened, we will have more means to protect ourselves in the face of the upcoming turmoil in the Tianyuan world.
While Yi Yun was sighing with excitement as he looked at the sixth-floor gate of the God Advent Tower, a similar scene was happening hundreds of millions of miles away. It was also a long staircase, and a figure was slowly climbing up the steps.
This is a vast and endless land. In the middle of the land, stands a grand altar. This altar is completely black and is thousands of feet high. The stone walls of the altar are not smooth, but are covered with countless protrusions. Those protrusions
Some are as big as a winding dragon, and some are as small as a baby's fingers.
These protrusions are not decorations, but bones poured into the altar.
The breath of law and energy lingers on these endless white bones. They are not ordinary skeletons, but come from powerful wild beasts, or the great powers of ancient times.
This is an altar made of sacred bones!
In the middle of the altar, there is a long and straight step. The steps show a faint red color, as if they were soaked in blood.
The steps hang down from the top to the bottom of the altar like a red horse.
A woman's figure slowly walked towards the top of the altar step by step along the steps.
Around the woman and the altar, countless wild beasts gathered here on the ground, quietly witnessing this scene.
These desolate beasts are as big as mountains and as small as ants. They are endless and spread all the way to the horizon. Looking far into the distance, you can see a dense black area, all the way to the vast smoke and dust in the distance. The phantoms of these desolate beasts are also hidden in the smoke.
No margin can be found among them
All the wild beasts, whether they were as powerful as ancient true spirits or as weak as ordinary poultry, did not make a single sound. They surrendered around this sacred bone altar, their expressions were full of awe, like sculptures.
The woman wore a thick dark red robe and held a walking stick half a person's height. The walking stick was like a pointed cone, with a slightly thick top and a sharp and slender end. On the top of the walking stick, there was an unknown totem carved on it.
A long cloak hangs down from behind the woman, dragging it on the steps. The surface of the cloak is also embroidered with ancient totems. The woman's black hair hangs down like a waterfall, covering up the totems.
The woman has a slender figure, bright red lips, and beautiful appearance. Between her eyebrows, there are three dots of cinnabar, which adds an indescribable temperament to this woman.
She is like a red plum blooming between heaven and earth, so magnificent and bright that it takes your breath away.
Looking at him, people can't help but think of a poem: "A painting stained with blood can't compete with a little cinnabar between your eyebrows."
This woman is less than twenty years old. Her name is
Jiang Xiaorou.
She is the most important girl in Yi Yun's life. However, even if Yi Yun is standing here, he may have to lose consciousness for a few seconds before he can recognize his sister.
Compared with the simple and beautiful girl in Yunhuang, the Jiang Xiaorou in front of her has completely changed.
Step by step, she walked to the center of the steps of the altar. A hint of melancholy appeared inexplicably between the girl's eyebrows, and her steps slowed down unconsciously.
Around the altar, among the countless desolate beasts, there were members of the desolate tribe standing, and they were also watching this scene.
"Rou'er, what are you hesitating about?"
At this moment, a loving and sweet voice came to the girl's ears.
"No, mother."
Jiang Xiaorou shook her head gently, and the melancholy between her brows disappeared. She gripped her cane tightly and continued walking step by step towards the top of the sacred bone altar.