At this time, the space was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
No one spoke, and no one walked to the white bridge first. Everyone was looking at the monks around them who were about to participate in the test together.
Most of the monks, the aura that faintly overflows from their bodies, is unparalleled.
"Thirty-six people, four cultivators of Zhiyuan, twelve cultivators of Yin Tribulation, and twenty cultivators of Yang Tribulation!"
Tang Huan's mind was spinning, and his extremely powerful sensing ability allowed him to know everyone's cultivation level in a matter of seconds.
The majority of the monks brought here by the "Tiangang Jue" are from the Three Tribulations Realm, especially the Yang Tribulation Realm, and there are also only a few monks from the Zhiyuan Realm.
However, in order to obtain the "Tiangang Jue", in addition to strong strength, luck is also a very important factor. The emergence of Zhiyuan monks is not surprising. If Ge Jianfeng's "Tiangang Jue" hadn't been taken away, he should have reached the highest level of cultivation when he came in.
After figuring out everyone's situation, a voice finally broke the silence in the space.
"Without further ado, since none of you plan to go to the bridge first, let me, 'Shiting', explore the way for you." A tall and muscular Yangjie monk with a lion's head and body swept across the crowd. Xuan even laughed loudly and stepped onto the white bridge at the lead.
"Brother Lion, I, Xiang Wenxuan, am here to accompany you on this journey!" A tall, handsome man in white smiled loudly and strode onto the White Bridge.
"Okay! Let's see what's magical about this 'Tiangang Bridge'!"
“…”
Several more figures walked onto the white bridge.
Just as Tang Huan was about to move, his expression suddenly moved slightly, and then he turned around and saw a figure walking over. She was a young woman in her twenties, with eyebrows as bright as spring mountains, eyes as full of autumn water, a straight nose, and a cherry blossom. The lips are bright red, and each part may not look very beautiful when taken alone, but when put together, they form a stunningly beautiful face, with an aura of elegance between the brows.
This woman was wearing a white dress, which was dotted with proudly blooming red plums. On her head, her long black hair was pulled up into a beautiful bun. Pingpingtingting counted from ten. Mi Wai walked over with a graceful figure, indescribably graceful and moving.
"Junior Sister Qingge, are you okay?"
The woman in the white dress smiled brightly, and her dignified and elegant temperament was naturally revealed. However, between her eyebrows, there was a bit of arrogance, "I thought we could only meet after leaving the 'Secret World of Heaven and Earth', but we didn't I thought of meeting my junior sister in this 'Tiangang Realm'."
"I've met senior sister."
Yu Qingge smiled, with an imperceptible bitterness between his brows.
This woman was superior to her in every aspect. She was once the target she tried to catch up with, and she was once confident. But now that she met her here, the strong sense of loss in her heart made her feel a little ashamed. Some dodge, no longer as sharp as before.
Seemingly aware of Yu Qingge's change, the woman in the white skirt was quite surprised, but she just nodded slightly and did not ask any further questions.
"But Senior Sister Mei Yingluomei?" Tang Huan's heart moved slightly and he suddenly asked.
"Exactly." The woman in the white dress nodded.
"I'm Tang Huan, I've met my senior sister."
Tang Huan cupped his hands and smiled.
As expected, this woman was Mei Yingluo, who ranked first on the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" Heavenly Ranking. Although she did not follow the team that day, she still did not miss the opportunity to enter the "Secret World of Heaven" that only comes once in fifty years. Now, she has entered the realm of Yang Tribulation.
There are only thirty-six people in the Tiangang Realm's inner circle, and Yanzhou's "Chun Yang Sword Sect" actually occupies three places!
"Are you Junior Brother Tang Huan?"
Mei Yingluo was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Within the sect, she had heard of the name "Tang Huan". After all, he was a genius with the dual identities of gem synthesizer and weapon refiner. However, as far as she knew, Tang Huan had just left the sect. Not long after he entered the Condensing Yuan Realm, he is now at the Yin Tribulation level.
"Tang Huan? That gem synthesizer and weapon refiner?"
"Having disappeared for such a long time, I thought he had lost his soul. Unexpectedly, he was not only still alive, but also came to the inner layer of the Tiangang Realm."
“…”
Several people around him had obviously heard of Tang Huan's name, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes when they looked at Tang Huan. A monk who was both a gem compositor and a weapon refiner was extremely rare, in this "heaven". There is probably only one like this in the "Secret World".
"I have long heard that Junior Brother Tang Huan's cultivation speed is extremely fast, and it turned out to be true when I saw him today." After a moment, Mei Yingluo's expression returned to calmness and she smiled slightly.
"Sister, I'm so grateful..."
Before Tang Huan finished speaking, two exclamations rang out.
Shi Ting and Xiang Wenxuan, who were the first to walk onto the white bridge, fell into the lake below almost at the same time. The other people on the white bridge were startled and stopped subconsciously, but in the next moment, they exclaimed. When the sound started again, they had followed in the footsteps of Shi Ting and Xiang Wenxuan.
After falling into the lake, there seemed to be an invisible force pushing Shi Ting and others back. In the process, they seemed to have suffered tremendous pain. Their faces were distorted and their expressions were ferocious. After only enduring it for a moment, a sinister figure appeared. The robbery monk couldn't help but scream.
This sound soon infected other people, and screams suddenly filled the lake. Fortunately, they didn't go too far and were quickly washed back to the shore by the lake. As soon as they climbed up, Shiting and others lay down motionless on the ground as if they were exhausted, but there was no trace of water on their bodies.
Witnessing the entire process from when they fell into the lake to when they landed on the shore, the bridge suddenly became silent, and everyone's expressions showed a touch of solemnity that was difficult to conceal.
Mei Yingluo also seemed to have lost interest in talking. She nodded slightly to Tang Huan and Yu Qingge, then stepped forward, with a slender waist and a graceful figure. The surrounding monks who were originally interested in Tang Huan were also attracted by their attention. Completely transferred, his eyes wandered back and forth between Bai Qiao, Shi Ting and the others.
"Tiangang Bridge..."
Tang Huan's eyes also fell on the bridge, and he couldn't help being secretly surprised. Shi Ting, Xiang Wenxuan and others only walked a few meters on the bridge before they fell into the lake. The length of the entire white bridge was over a hundred meters. You can imagine how difficult it is to walk from the beginning of the bridge to the end of the bridge.
However, now that we are here, we can't just watch like this all the time. Otherwise, even when the 'Tiangang Realm' is closed in a year, there will be no gains.
Soon, several more monks stepped onto the White Bridge.
Tang Huan's heart was also pounding, but he had just taken a step when a clear and sweet voice like the cry of an oriole penetrated into his ears: "Brother Tang!" (To be continued)