The Daily Life of the Immortal King

When Wang Ling stepped into the Outer God Palace, he was a little surprised by the powerful aura of the ancient universe living inside.

It was actually much stronger than he had imagined.

This outer God palace was clearly a trap, and the chaotic qi inside was actually millions of times denser than the one surrounding the unspeakable place.

Even a monk’s realm wasn’t enough to set foot in this place.

Wang Ling wasn’t quite used to it when he first entered, but after standing there for a few seconds, his body quickly got used to his surroundings.

He had wanted to protect Ah Nuan, but in the end, she was even more adaptable than he had imagined.

What a ridiculous little fellow.

Wang Ling sighed in his heart.

At that moment, Wang Ling was in a main hall at the outermost level of the palace. This room was extremely large, the size of a small world.

Wang Ling couldn’t help exclaiming in his heart at the generosity of the foreign gods for actually using the small world to divide the rooms in the palace.

This wasn’t something belonging to the tomb god, but something he had inherited after using the power of a “Mysterious object”to activate the “Foreign God bloodline”in his body.

In essence, this terrifying outer god palace should be like those ghost ships drifting in the deep sea, drifting with the flow of time and endlessly sheltering in the space of the universe.

No one would have thought that there would actually be a day when the outer god Palace would come into being again.

Using the King’s eye to look ahead, Wang Ling found three entrances to this room that was as vast as a small world.

They led to the three rooms in the back, and the King’s eye was blocked by a golden light, so it was impossible to see what was behind the room.

Wang Ling felt that this light had a lot to do with the three-petaled golden lotus he had seen outside earlier.

Although he couldn’t see what was behind these three rooms, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The biggest problem right now was..

He had a hard time choosing.

Faced with the three entrances that appeared in his sight, Wang Ling became a little conflicted.

At that moment, Nuan yelped and pointed at one of the entrances.

The third exit.

Wang Ling couldn’t be bothered to think about it, and naturally trusted Nuan’s decision unconditionally.

When Wang Ling made up his mind, a bright light suddenly lit up in front of him from the Small World, turning into a Golden Avenue directly under Wang Ling’s feet that led to the third entrance.

This was a restriction in the Outer God Palace, in order to prevent people from making a decision and then changing their minds.

Wang Ling stared at the Golden Avenue under his feet and sighed helplessly in his heart.

For some reason, he felt that this outer god palace was a little like a game.

This Golden Avenue was very long, stretching for thousands of miles. After all, a room in the outer god palace was a small world.

If an ordinary person had come here, they would probably have used up countless amounts of spirit energy on the way.

But Wang Ling wasn’t afraid.

He directly used the method of shrinking the ground into an inch and easily approached the entrance to the next room.

Stepping into the golden light-covered entrance, Wang Ling entered the next space.

Then, the brother and sister cautiously looked at the scenery in front of them and didn’t let go of any unusual phenomena.

The second room was another small world.

“AH...”

Wang Ling and Wang Nuan heard a shrill scream. A few hundred miles ahead, Wang Ling saw a withered forest.

His body moved like a flash of light.

A shocking scene appeared in front of them.

Before Wang Ling could cover Wang Nuan’s ears, he saw corpses hanging from the branches of the withered trees in the forest.

To be exact, they were mummies.

These skins weren’t peeled off; it was as if some evil thing had sucked out their bone marrow and internal organs. In the end, as if they were showing off their spoils of war, they hung in the forest with such a wicked sense of fun.

Wang Ling did a simple count of the number of mummies.

There were more than 1,200 of them as far as the eye could see.

Were they the cultivators who had mistakenly entered the Outer God Palace in the past?

Wang Ling had a guess.

If this outer god palace was floating in the universe, it was very likely that some cultivators would treat it as a secret realm that they had accidentally discovered and explore it.

This place was too strange.

Wang Ling was worried that looking at it for too long would be bad for Nuan Nuan’s physical and mental health.

However, just as he was about to leave this withered forest, the bodies hanging there all changed their angles and all stared in his and Wang Nuan’s direction.

“Appraisal... appraisal...”

A cold laugh rang out in the withered forest. It was an ancient language that Wang Ling had never heard before, and it carried great malice.

However, Wang Ling’s understanding of language was very strong, so he only analyzed it in his mind for a moment before it quickly translated into Mandarin.

Along with this cold laugh, the dried corpses hanging on the trees in the withered forest also started to laugh mockingly.

It was a kind of mental pressure attack. Normally, cultivators who had entered this place would have long since fallen under this concentrated attack.

But Wang Ling had his hands in his pockets and stood there unmoving.

This surprised the owner of the sneer that had come from the dry forest at the beginning. “Huh? You actually withstood the pressure and didn’t Fall?”

The voice was very old and deep. “I’ve never seen a cultivator like you... but you withstood the first round of mental assessment and could leave this place safe and sound...”

Mental Assessment?

Wang Ling raised his eyebrows; he actually couldn’t hear what the old voice was saying.

But it was just as the voice had said: after the concentrated mental attack just now, the mummies in this withered forest had miraculously disappeared like an illusion.

The mocking laughter, as well as all the awe-inspiring scenes he had seen earlier in the withered forest, had all disappeared.

“Strength, consciousness, knowledge, speed, qi and blood... when everyone enters the outer god palace, these numbers have already been fixed.”In the withered forest, the old voice sighed helplessly.

He had a sinister smile on his face, he explained the laws of this palace to Wang Ling. “This is the purpose of Lord Outer God to build this palace, and also a game that faces the entire universe. Unfortunately, since ancient times, very few cultivators who trespass here have made it to the end...”

”...”

Wang Ling frowned slightly.

When he heard these numbers, it really did feel like a game.

And what were his five basic abilities -- strength, consciousness, knowledge, speed, Qi and blood?

Wang Ling didn’t know this yet.

The old voice continued, “How about it? Do you want to continue gambling with me? “If you pass my consciousness appraisal, you’ll know how much your consciousness is worth, and I’ll die! “If you can’t pass... I’m sorry, but you and your sister will stay here forever, and you’ll die!”

Wang Ling didn’t think much of it and just spread his hands, maintaining a completely indifferent attitude.

The voice couldn’t help laughing. “You could have left unscathed, but who would have thought that you would actually choose to gamble with me? Hehe... then we’ll see...”

As soon as he finished speaking.

In the air, with the appearance of several golden lights, Wang Ling saw ten golden dice with sixty-four sides appear.

They rolled, spun, and finally froze in the air.

The moment the numbers came out of the furnace.., the owner of the withered forest laughed loudly. “I’m sorry... Your numbers add up to 523! One number represents one nucleus! This means that you must have a mental state of 523 cores or more in order to pass through this old withered forest!”

The laughter was inevitable.

This was because all those who entered the outer god Palace would be divided into five basic abilities: “Strength, mental state, knowledge, speed, Qi and blood.”.

The total number of cultivators who had entered in the past might not even have 523 cores, let alone this one

“I’m sorry, Young Man, but this old man will accept you and your sister...”the owner of the withered forest laughed eerily.

Wang Ling frowned.

Just as he was about to fight, the owner of the withered forest suddenly let out a pained and shrill cry

“No... This is impossible...”

The owner of the withered forest let out a shrill cry.

Wang Ling could see that all the withered trees in the withered forest were instantly ignited by a golden flame and began to burn..

“Your mental state is actually above 523 cores?”Amidst the shrill cry, the owner of the withered forest broke out in a questioning voice.

He actually didn’t know how high Wang Ling’s mental state was, but based on experience, it was basically impossible for someone to have such a high individual mental state.

When this question was answered, Wang Ling’s mental data appeared in the sky with a flash of golden light.

It wasn’t a specific number.

It was a mathematical symbol.

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