Myth Beyond Heaven

Three days had passed, and all the ghost kings from the five regions had finally arrived at the scene. However, the Qing Clan and the Ji Clan were still absent.

According to Peng Zhen's subordinate, there seemed to have been a huge incident three days ago, resulting in the annihilation of the Ji Clan. The news shocked the other ten clans.

Buzz—

Suddenly, the barrier around the bridge trembled, emitting a buzzing noise.

"It's time." A tall woman dressed in a pale green robe spoke.

She was Sheng Qianyu, the most powerful ghost king under the Death God. All the ghost kings unconsciously recognized her as a leader and a messenger of the Death God.

Sheng Qianyu looked at everyone and said. "There's no need to wait for them. We can go in now."

"Haha! See you at the end of the bridge." Gao Kang laughed and walked through the barrier, disappearing into it.

The other ghost kings had also followed.

"Be careful." Xiao Shou looked at Hua Rong and Shi Gou before entering the barrier.

"Let's go." Shi Gou said with a smile and followed Xiao Shou into the barrier.

However, Hua Rong didn't go in right away. She gazed over the crowd for a moment before disappearing into the barrier.

"Good luck, everyone." Peng Zhen said to his ten disciples.

The other three sect masters exchanged words with their disciples and watched as they disappeared into the barrier.

After all the candidates had entered, Sheng Qianyu glanced at Peng Zhen and the others. "Protect this place well."

"Yes." Peng Zhen and the other sect masters responded in unison.

Sheng Qianyu didn't say anything else and disappeared into the barrier.

"I don't know how many of them will be able to pass the trials." Peng Zheng touched his chin.

"I'm confident in this group of my disciples. At least two of them should be able to pass three trials." Huo Xun said with a confident smile.

"My disciples are not bad either." Feng Li smiled. He looked at Bei Ling and asked. "What about you, Sister Ling?"

"They are not bad, but I don't think they can pass three trials." Bei Ling replied honestly.

Feng Li nodded in understanding. The Northern Frost Sect had lost many promising disciples in recent years. It wasn't easy to replenish the talents in a short amount of time.

At this moment, a group of people appeared on the horizon, capturing everyone's attention. They were none other than Qing Heng and his people.

Qing Heng landed on the ground and cupped his fists. "Greetings, everyone. Please forgive me for being late."

"What's going on, Brother Qing?" Li Fuxi asked curiously. The Li Clan had a good relationship with the Qing Clan. He felt strange that the Qing Clan had attacked the Ji Clan out of nowhere.

"Long story short, Ji Xiong captured my Xiwei and used her to trap me. Fortunately, we managed to turn the tide." Qing Heng explained briefly.

Li Fuxi and the other clan heads looked thoughtfully at Qing Heng. Although the Ji Clan was slightly inferior to the Qing Clan, it wasn't an easy task to eradicate them. Clearly, there was something suspicious about this.

At this moment, Teng Wu, the patriarch of the Teng Clan, noticed a handsome man in a white robe carrying a small boy in his arms. "Are they your new descendants, Patriarch Qing?"

Peng Zhen and the others immediately fixed their gaze on the handsome man. They could see that he was only in the Divine Spirit Realm. It was strange that Qing Heng brought him here.

"Yes. They are Qing Yun and Qing Xuan." Qing Heng smiled.

Qing Yun and Qing Xuan were naturally Yun Lintian and Gui Xuan. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qing Heng decided to conceal their identity.

Yun Lintian smiled and bowed his head slightly. "Junior Qing Yun pays his respects to all seniors."

"Not bad. He is quite handsome." Li Fuxi nodded in approval.

He looked at Qing Heng and said. "It seems you have six quotas this time."

With the Ji Clan gone, their three quotas naturally fell into Qing Heng's hands.

"Yes." Qing Heng didn't conceal anything. He looked at everyone and said. "We have decided to give away one quota this time. And we will give up the Ji Clan's quotas next time."

As he spoke, he took out the Ji Clan's token and presented it to Peng Zhen. "Please take it, Sect Master Peng."

Peng Zhen smiled slyly. "You really know how to cause me trouble."

Although he said this, he didn't mind taking the token.

Peng Zhen turned to look at the other sect masters and asked. "Who wants it?"

Bei Ling was the one who spoke. "I pass."

"I passed as well." Huo Xun said.

"Me too." Feng Li responded.

"Well, since that's the case, I will gladly accept it." Peng Zhen chuckled softly and handed the token to one of the sect's elders.

The elder was delighted. "Thank you, Sect Master."

"Go ahead." Peng Zhen gestured with his chin, and the elder quickly walked through the barrier.

Qing Heng gazed at Qing Xiwei and Qing Mengmeng. "Be careful. Don't push yourself too hard."

"Understood." The two women responded in unison and entered the barrier with another member of the Qing Clan, Qing Fei.

Yun Lintian didn't say anything and followed suit.

"Hmm?" Li Fuxi was perplexed when he saw Yun Lintian walk into the barrier with Gui Xuan. He couldn't understand why Qing Heng had also given Gui Xuan a quota.

"Don't look at him like that. In fact, Qing Xuan is very talented. I want to see how far he can go." Qing Heng explained. Of course, it was yet another falsehood.

"Oh." Li Fuxi nodded slightly, but the doubts in his eyes remained.

"How generous of you." Peng Zhen took a deep look at Qing Heng. Clearly, he didn't believe it.

Qing Heng smiled without offering any explanation.

Passing through the barrier, Yun Lintian immediately found himself in a vast land shrouded in gray fog. Far ahead of him, there laid a massive bridge entrance. However, Yun Lintian couldn't see much because the fog around the bridge was too thick.

"Be careful, senior. Once we step onto the bridge, finding the right direction will be very difficult." Qing Mengmeng approached with a serious expression.

"I see." Yun Lintian nodded gently. "I wish you good luck."

Qing Mengmeng, Qing Xiwei, and Qing Fei took a deep breath and walked toward the bridge. Their figures slowly disappeared into the fog…