The primary function of this green light is to investigate the power within Baiyu.
As a successor, although he doesn't appear very strong on the surface, he must have been bestowed with the power of a Divine Spirit.
So he wanted to see exactly how much Divine Power Baiyu has within him and to what extent he has cultivated it.
However.
The development of things often exceeds human expectations.
After probing, Senpao's expression changed. Inside Baiyu's body, there were all sorts of Divine Powers.
Just what he could perceive.
There were two types, Black Moon and Red Cup, among others that were inexplicable, tangled and mixed together to form a strange power.
It was like.
An explosive made of various gunpowder and flammable materials, ready to explode at any moment.
This was the reason for his astonishment.
Baiyu actually could accommodate so much Divine Power in his body and still control it—a miracle indeed.
As a successor.
Every Divine Spirit is very strict in selecting their successor, absolutely not allowing any interference from other Divine Powers.
He had never seen a situation like Baiyu's.
"What's going on with you?"
Senpao exclaimed in surprise, withdrawing his power and staring at Baiyu with a look of doubt, as if he were looking at a monster.
Baiyu also realized that this green light was non-aggressive and sighed in relief, "What's going on, what exactly do you want to do?"
Senpao realized that Baiyu seemed unconcerned about his own situation.
This kid.
Could he really not know how peculiar his body is?
"Nothing. I came here this time because of a Demon's sacrifice, so I just came by.
Your battle with the Demons is unrelated to me.
However.
What was supposed to be a routine trip became interesting upon discovering a person as intriguing as you.
As a successor, you might have the right to become my partner."
Although Baiyu didn't understand what he was talking about, he still analyzed the current situation.
Apart from Baiyu, the whereabouts of the other four were still unknown, proving that Senpao must have controlled them in a short time.
Two Grandmasters, along with two Warband Leaders.
Plus the accompanying Mechanical Armament and various combat equipment.
Such strength being silently controlled by Senpao can only prove that he is far stronger than he appears.
It might also be a kind of illusion.
But regardless, Baiyu was alone now, which posed no problem.
If the opponent wanted to make a move, he would have done so long ago; there was no need for all this talking and dragging things out.
Baiyu had even been ready for a do-or-die struggle.
However.
The opponent didn't make a move, not even showing any intent to attack, still talking about "partners," proving they wanted something from him.
Since there was room for negotiation.
Then, no matter the circumstances, there would be a turning point.
"Just say it, what kind of partner? What do you want to do?"
Baiyu stared at the figure within the green light.
Senpao let out a gentle and warm laugh, "It's simple. It seems your Divine Spirit didn't tell you what a successor needs to do.
However.
There's an opportunity now, and I think you might someday have the potential to become my partner.
But you must first pass a test I've set up.
If you can pass, I'll release your companions and give you this Flesh and Blood Altar.
If you can't...
There's no need to say more. If you can't pass, you'll surely die in the test.
So next, take it slow, let me see how high your potential is. Only those who prove their value can survive better."
Snap!
Senpao snapped his fingers.
Baiyu had no choice in the matter, as the surrounding scenery quickly changed, and he found himself in a barren desert.
This Senpao.
Did not negotiate with Baiyu at all.
"Bastard, could you at least ask the opinion of the participants first? I never agreed to partner with such strange stuff..."
Baiyu mumbled, standing up from the sand.
Even though he knew in his heart that this was an Illusion Realm, he was still amazed by its realism.
His body, his Spirituality, everything told him that this place was real.
Baiyu grabbed a handful of yellow sand from the ground, letting it slowly drift through his fingers, rolling down the sand dune like flowing water.
Real...
Nothing but real.
Baiyu didn't know what kind of test Senpao had in mind, but he couldn't just stay in place.
The sun in the sky grew increasingly scorching.
The high temperature scorched the earth.
Baiyu tried to mobilize his Blood Qi, but there was no response; here, he became an ordinary human.
In such a scorching environment, unless he found a shady place to cool off...
It wouldn't be long until his body's moisture was evaporated, leading to dehydration and death.
He didn't know how to pass the test.
But.
If he died in here, it certainly wouldn't count as passing the test.
And from Senpao's tone, dying in the test would mean real death.
Helpless.
Baiyu had to endure the blazing sun and start walking on the sand dunes.
Not only was his Blood Qi unusable, but everything else he had was no longer accessible.
Whether Mechanical Armament or other items.
Everything vanished.
On Baiyu's body, except for a linen outfit, there was nothing else.
In such an environment.
He had to drape his clothes over his back to prevent sunburn, then walk with his head down.
The sand dunes stretched endlessly.
Baiyu kept moving forward, but before long, blisters from burns began to appear on his skin; being exposed to such terrifying high temperatures was a form of torture.
It wasn't long after.
He suddenly noticed a hint of green amidst the dunes.
...
Elsewhere.
When strange trees on the altar sprouted leaves, everyone was surrounded by a peculiar force.
After that.
They were sent to this strange place.
Jiang Han watched the primitive people singing and dancing before him, feeling a mix of emotions.
He was trapped in a cage.
Since arriving in this strange place, he discovered that his Blood Qi was unusable, vanished entirely, as if he had never cultivated it.
Jiang Han knew that he was in an Illusion Realm.
It was impossible for him to truly lose his cultivation.
Even a Tier One Martial Artist, an Extraordinary at the demigod level, couldn't instantly strip the Blood Qi painstakingly cultivated by a Tier Four Peak Martial Artist.
So Jiang Han remained calm.
Since being captured by people resembling a primitive tribe, he had been searching for a way out.
He even attempted to communicate with these barbarians.
Of course, these barbarians showed no intention of communicating. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in the cage now.
Seeing the intentions of these barbarians.
Jiang Han felt uncertain.
It seemed.
They intended to treat him as food.
