As the major geniuses advanced one after another, Wuming also felt unprecedented pressure, but fortunately, he was not without hope.

In addition, even the promotion of Jifeng and others gave him a little peace of mind. At least he was not alone, and there were people who could help him. Otherwise, even if he changed his identity and acted as someone else, he would have to be cautious and walk on thin ice.

The Immortal Realm is the most magical assessment place among the many secret assessment places in Time and Space Ruins. If you pass, you can get a trace of immortality in this place and forge your soul and body into immortality.

Of course, this so-called immortality is only relative to the human world and does not really mean immortality.

When the difference in realm is too huge, it is difficult to protect the immortality of one's soul and body with just a hint of immortality.

But this is also very good and enviable. Only immortals and gods who have entered the level of immortals can initially understand the meaning of immortality. Only by entering the Immortal King Realm can the Immortal Emperor Realm be completely achieved.

Therefore, this meaning of immortality is very precious. Even the beings in the Immortal King realm are not willing to give it to others, unless it is their own son or daughter.

Because the meaning of immortality is really difficult to understand, and it is extremely difficult to save it. If you don’t have enough for yourself, how can you be willing to give it to others.

Only Immortal Emperors like the Ancestral God of Time and Space, and those who have existed for a long time, dare to squander things like this. For most people, it is just a waste of money.

Entering the Immortal Secret Realm, Wuming felt as if he had entered the legendary eighteenth level of hell. This made everyone a little confused, because he had never heard of such an assessment method, had never seen it before, and had no idea how to conduct an assessment.

But the next moment, he understood, and he couldn't help but want to scold the ancestor god of time and space, because a force of time and space appeared out of thin air and detained him. Then, he pried open his mouth unceremoniously and pulled him away.

The tongue was pulled out.

This is the first level of the eighteen levels of hell, the tongue pulling hell!

In an instant, Wuming's mouth was filled with blood. He couldn't speak even if he wanted to. More importantly, he felt aggrieved. He didn't even say hello and just pulled out his tongue. You thought you were pulling out a carrot, so you just pulled it out.

However, this was just the beginning. Soon a mysterious force began to flow, and countless...

Ming's tongue healed again, but just as he was about to speak, it was pulled out again.

Just like this, you come and I go, the cycle is endless, and he has suffered thousands of years of tongue-pulling torture here. If it weren't for the fact that the flow of time here is different from the outside, I am afraid that the outside will have changed a long time ago.

In addition, Wuming was not without gains from enduring the endless tongue-pulling hell torture. He felt that his tongue had become super powerful, but after thinking about it, he found that it was useless. He couldn't fight against others.

When the time comes, use your tongue as a gun!

Three thousand years later, the force that imprisoned his body threw him out with great force, and his whole person appeared uncontrollably in the second level of hell, which was the scissors hell.

As soon as Wuming entered this hell of scissors, he saw two golden dragons coming across the sky, and then turned into a huge golden dragon scissors, with a shining light all over its body and an extraordinary aura, and started cutting his body without ceremony.

, as if cutting window grilles, using his body as paper, and tortured him inhumanely.

"This bullshit assessment is too cruel. What kind of brain do you have, Ancestor God of Time and Space, to come up with such an assessment method?" Wuming cursed in his heart and kept greeting Ancestor God of Time and Space.

Under the cutting of the golden dragon scissors, Wuming's body was torn into pieces, sometimes like a flower, sometimes like a stick, with various shapes, just like the window grilles cut by a skilled master, it was lifelike and vivid.

Unchanged for three thousand years, under the cutting motion of the golden dragon scissors, Wuming's body showed graphic changes from simple to complex, and the appearance became more and more profound and complex, looking like a Tao expounding the principles of heaven and earth.

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Slowly, Wuming felt something was different, because he discovered a fact that even he couldn't believe.

Every time his body was cut into another shape, it implied the truth of heaven and earth. After a simple deduction, he discovered that it all had profound meanings.

He no longer complained, and seriously felt the feeling of each time the golden dragon scissors cut his body. At the same time, he seriously felt the shape of the body being cut out.

At the same time, he was also doing two things, trying his best to recall all the sufferings he suffered in the tongue-pulling hell. As he recalled, he found that the trajectory of the pliers that pulled out his tongue was completely different every time.

It turns out to be the path of Tao.

This is him. His soul is powerful and incomparable. Otherwise, he would not be able to recall all the details of his experience in the Tongue Pulling Hell. In that case, he would probably miss the opportunity to take the test in the Immortal Secret Realm.

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He became completely serious, divided his mind and heart, and tried his best to deduce and understand the trajectory and pattern of Tao presented to him by the Tongue Pulling Hell and Scissors Hell!

At the same time, he finally understood the essence of the assessment of the Immortal Secret Realm. It was not just through the torture of the eighteen levels of hell that one could obtain the meaning of immortality.

Of course, the idea of ​​immortality is indeed a reward, but the real secret of the assessment is definitely not just for the examiner to pass the eighteen levels of hell.

If he guessed correctly, the final test of this immortal secret realm will be the tracks and figures of the Tao presented to the examiner in each level of hell.

After confirming this, Wuming's heart was completely at peace. Time passed quickly. He was tortured, but he was already indifferent to me, as if he had forgotten the physical pain.

Tongue pulling hell, scissor hell, iron tree hell, evil mirror hell, steamer hell, copper pillar hell, knife mountain hell, iceberg hell, oil pot hell, cow pit hell, stone crushing hell, mortar hell, blood pool hell, and death in vain hell

, the hell of punishment, the hell of volcano, the hell of grinding stones, the hell of swords and saws.

Each level of hell, Wuming has endured for three thousand years, and similarly, each level of hell shows three thousand paths, or patterns, of the Tao.

Of course, the way each level of hell is presented is different, but the number of three thousand is certain, which makes Wuming feel more deeply, and at the same time, he also feels that this is related to the 'Three Thousand Great Ways'.

However, what he didn't know was that just when he was realizing it, a conspiracy against him had already begun outside.

There are many initiators of the conspiracy, and the purpose is nothing more than to kill him as soon as possible because of the injury to the origin of life, so as to get rid of him, a competitor who brings huge pressure to people.

[In the sad autumn of March, too many people have died in the past two months. I just saw the news of Mr. Jin Yong’s death. To be honest, it feels very unreal. In my memory, Mr. Jin Yong is still very young.
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