The inside of Ling Firmament Mountain was vast, but only the top had some light.
The surroundings below were still very dark, and visibility was extremely low.
Li Mo followed Ling Xiao's stone-like finger but saw nothing.
He could only use his divine sense. But Li Mo found something.
The front seemed to be blocking his divine sense. His divine sense didn't get far before it was blocked.
"Don't bother. You'll know when you get there.
Don't worry, there won't be any danger. "
Ling Xiao smiled at Li Mo's actions.
This time, Ling Xiao no longer dared to mock Li Mo.
Judging from Li Mo's performance in passing two trials, Ling Xiao believed Li Mo could pass the third and become the second master of Ling Firmament Mountain.
"Alright, I'm going.
Take care of the child. "
With that, Li Mo strode forward.
Seeing Ling Xiao and the child's performance, Li Mo couldn't help but grin, "I didn't think this item spirit had the potential to be a stay-at-home dad."
The road ahead was pitch black and Li Mo didn't know how long he walked.
It might be long, it might not be long.
In this pitch-black world, there was no concept of time.
Even Li Mo grew a beard, the stubble prickling his hand.
"Where exactly is the third test?"
Looking around, it was as dark as ever.
Li Mo looked back, but Ling Xiao and the child were nowhere to be seen.
Li Mo didn't know how far he had to go. He didn't even know if he could reach the third trial.
Then Li Mo stopped, his eyes flickering.
"Soaring for 90,000 li …"
Ling Xiao's voice entered Li Mo's ear. Li Mo was startled at first.
Then he nodded with a look of realization.
"Many thanks for the tip, but did the Jiuli ancestor tell you to tell anyone else?"
It was simple, if Jiuli allowed it.
Ling Xiao already told Li Mo, but he couldn't wait so long. Seeing Li Mo was at a loss, he gave the tip.
"Right now, the Jiuli Tribe is about to fall into chaos again. Ling Xiao Mountain needs to come out, and it also needs a master to protect the people of the Jiuli Tribe.
Everything … is for Jiuli! "
Ling Xiao's aged, helpless, and melancholy voice echoed in Li Mo's mind, then went silent.
Li Mo turned and bowed in Lingxiao's direction.
The ancestors of the Jiuli Tribe had passed away thousands of years ago, but this Lingxiao had never forgotten his mission to protect the Jiuli Tribe.
Since he had done his best, he was worthy of this bow.
Screech!
Next, Li Mo's body erupted with a soaring aura.
Then Li Mo took the form of a roc, using Light Art to soar 90,000 li into the sky.
The ground was pitch-black, and the sky was the scene of Ling Xiao Mountain. One could see the experts of Ling Xiao Mountain bustling about.
Li Mo didn't think Ling Xiao Mountain's interior was that high, but now he used Light Art.
Even after flipping for ninety thousand li, he still hadn't reached the end of Mount Ling Xiao.
But a white stone altar appeared before Li Mo's eyes. It seemed to be floating in the air of Ling Xiao Mountain.
"So, the third stage isn't in front, but in the air ahead."
Li Mo muttered to himself and stepped inside.
As Li Mo stepped inside, the stone altar shook.
But before Li Mo could do anything, the altar calmed down.
"Who is it?"
An aged voice came from above. It was heavy and dignified.
A voice that could decide life and death with a single word, as if it could summon clouds and rain with a wave of its hand.
Li Mo looked up in a hurry, but there was nothing in the pitch black sky. What living being was talking about?
"No need to look. I am Jiuli's last will."
The voice continued to ring out, and it sounded exhausted.
Li Mo bowed at the voice.
"Jiuli junior Li Mo greets Jiuli Ancestor!"
No matter what Li Mo's past life was like, now that he was in the Jiuli Tribe, he had to respect it.
And Jiuli's actions were worthy of Li Mo's respect.
Jiuli had long passed, leaving behind a will to pass on to its descendants.
However, thousands of years had passed, and a large part of this consciousness had already been worn away. If he couldn't find a successor, he might just disappear from this world.
"You are outstanding to be chosen by Lingxiao."
Jiuli's will wasn't stingy with its praise.
"I have a question that I answered correctly.
I will bestow upon you a great opportunity and give you Lingxiao Mountain.
Wrong answer … proves you are not the one we are waiting for. "
"Yes."
Li Mo bowed.
Jiuli's will continued, "What happens when the Heavenly Dao collapses?"
Li Mo was startled, expecting Jiuli to ask about the Jiuli Tribe.
For example, how he would lead the Jiuli Tribe out of Myriad Mountains, or how to protect the tribe.
Or how to encircle the Jiuli Tribe.
But Li Mo never expected Jiuli to ask this. Li Mo's face darkened.
"It seems Jiuli ancestor is still loyal to the ancient Heavenly Court …"
Li Mo pondered, "When the Heavenly Dao collapses, the Heavenly Court should be rebuilt, the order of the Heavenly Dao."
"Humanity is growing weaker by the day, and its former glory is a thing of the past. How should it be rebuilt?"
Jiu Li's voice could still be heard, and there was a hint of interest in her voice.
"Kill! Back in the ancient Heavenly Court, those who offend us must be killed, no matter how far they may be.
In the vast universe, who dares offend the ancient Heavenly Court?
The new Heavenly Court should rule the world with law, establishing the order of the Heavenly Dao amidst the slaughter! "
Li Mo's voice boomed. His past life's experience taught him.
It's useless for you to preach to others blindly.
Only iron fist was the way of the king.
Only the strong could suppress all enemies in the world!
"Young man, your killing intent is too heavy.
This is not a good thing. "
There seemed to be a hint of disappointment in Jiu Li's voice.
"Then what does Jiuli ancestor think?
Li Mo asked.
"Think about it carefully."
Jiuli didn't answer, just spoke.
"Rumble!"
The stone altar moved.
The previously peaceful altar now had walls growing all around it, trying to trap Li Mo inside.
"Shit!"
Li Mo's face changed at the sight of this.
Li Mo flashed, wanting to fly out of the stone altar.
But at this moment, a heavy pressure descended on Li Mo's head.
Li Mo's late stage Earth Immortal cultivation was pinned to the stone altar, unable to fly.
"Jiuli ancestor!
What's the meaning of this? "
"Jiuli ancestor?"
No matter how Li Mo shouted, Jiuli didn't reply.
The surrounding walls that were spreading over gradually healed together.
They formed a secret room, trapping Li Mo on the stone altar. Inside the secret room …
Time passed, and Li Mo didn't know how long he had been trapped in this sealed space.
Jiuli's voice came again.
"Have you thought of an answer?"
"What answer does senior wish for?"
"Senior?"
Jiuli's voice trailed off.
Li Mo was vexed. 'You're a grand Heavenly Court general.
When you were alive, you led the Jiuli tribe to unify the world. Aren't you supposed to be a ruthless man?
Why do you despise my killing intent now? '