Chapter 296 - 131: Taking a Disciple, Ancient Moon Silver Wolf! Emperor Song VS Ancient Heaven of the Birthless World!_7

For individuals like them, anyone with a bit of discretion would avoid crossing paths with Chen Chang’an.

After all, clashing with Chen Chang’an is tantamount to jeopardizing their own lives.

They’re not suicidal enough to do that.

This turn of events was unexpected to Chen Chang’an, but he didn’t mind.

If others are willing to step aside, then so be it. He never intended to cause trouble for them in the first place.

In fact, this saves him the trouble of finding an excuse.

Buzzing~!

One day, atop the Mountain Gate outside the Tianshui Sect, a stairway reaching into the clouds, carved entirely out of Han white jade, appeared.

On the stairway, strands of a profound aura crisscrossed.

From within it, one could see a white divine phoenix soaring, a white divine dragon roaring, a giant eagle circling...

The stairway was none other than the Trial Stairway that Li Daoran had asked Chen Chang’an to create.

Integrated into this stairway was Chen Chang’an’s Dao, making it an indestructible and powerful weapon.

It encompasses hundreds of thousands of Illusory Realm formations, each interconnected to form this trial stairway.

Each step corresponds to a certain temperament.

Any disciple participating in the mountain-worshipping event, as long as they could navigate through one of the Illusory Realms, qualified to become an initiate disciple of the Tianshui Sect.

The mountain-worshipping assembly began soon, with countless individuals arriving early to participate in the trials.

That day, Chen Chang’an, having nothing better to do, moved a stool, brewed a pot of tea, and quietly observed the scene from a scenic hilltop nearby.

Honestly, despite being a disciple all these years, he had never witnessed a selection of disciples by a cultivation force firsthand.

This was an excellent opportunity to satisfy his curiosity.

"If the system hadn’t awakened, would I have ended up among them?"

Watching the disciples below continually climbing up the stairway, Chen Chang’an wondered.

No ’would have’, he absolutely would’ve.

If he hadn’t had the system, he would’ve been disoriented when he first arrived in this world. (The system and three of the six divine spirits arrived late.)

And if he were completely lost, Chen Chang’an concluded.

As a person who had been given a second life, he definitely would’ve wanted to challenge the gods of this world.

Otherwise, this reincarnation would not have been worth it.

If that were the case, he would probably be in the same situation as those people down there.

Maybe he would’ve even been the subject of a typical underdog comeback plot.

Alright, Chen Chang’an admitted that if that were the case, he would’ve likely failed at the first checkpoint.

As for making a comeback, that was wishful thinking. He wasn’t that lucky.

With these thoughts, Chen Chang’an picked up his tea, taking a light sip.

His current state, living a worry-free life, was much better indeed.

"Hmm??"

However, suddenly, Chen Chang’an’s brow furrowed.

Simply because his senses quivered unexpectedly.

This signaled that someone nearby was in trouble!

"My Lord, something’s wrong. Please return quickly. Black and White Impermanence’s Soul Lamps suddenly became incredibly fragile and are about to extinguish."

The next moment, before Chen Chang’an could figure out what was going on, he heard a voice echoing in his ear.

It was a message from the Rebirth Hall, sent by [Chi Mei].

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Chen Chang’an’s brows furrowed, and the next moment, Emperor Song appeared before him.

A rift in space materialized out of thin air, and with a flash, he found himself inside Emperor Song’s palace.

When he arrived at Emperor Song’s palace, two figures were already waiting for him, they were [Chi Mei] and [You Huang].

"What happened, [Chi Mei], [You Huang]?" Chen Chang’an asked immediately.

"My Lord, we do not know why, but suddenly, the Soul Lamps of [Black Impermanence] and [White Impermanence] became incredibly fragile and are on the verge of extinguishing."

"Moreover, this state continues to deteriorate. We had no choice but to inform you, My Lord."

[Chi Mei] replied and took two gilded lamps out of her sleeve.

The fire in both lamps was utterly diminished, and one of them was barely a flicker.

It seemed like the smallest gust of wind would put it out.

"Hmm?!"

Seeing this, Chen Chang’an’s brows furrowed.

Black and White Impermanence were currently in the Realm of Non-Existence. Their Soul Lamps faltering suggested that something was amiss.

Chen Chang’an didn’t understand, with Emperor Song’s current power, who would dare to trouble them.

"You two, stay and guard the palace. I’ll go check it out!"

Chen Chang’an instructed, and with a wave of his hand, the Soul Lamps of both Black and White Impermanence disappeared into his sleeve.

"Yes, My Lord."

Upon hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, [Chi Mei] and [You Huang] nodded.

Truthfully, they too were shocked.

It was apparent they didn’t expect someone to be audacious enough to provoke Emperor Song’s palace at this time.

"Non-Existence, open!"

Then, his expression became grim and he uttered a cold command.

Buzzing~!

In the blink of an eye, a spatial rift abruptly appeared before him.

Dark light radiated from the edges of the rift, giving it an intimidating appearance, akin to a man-eating hell.

Undoubtedly, the other end of this spatial rift was the Realm of Non-Existence.

Upon the appearance of the spatial rift, Chen Chang’an didn’t hesitate and stepped in.