Chen Tian opened his door and stepped out of his room, arriving at the central plaza. He took a moment to sense his surroundings, then exclaimed in shock, "Only one second has passed? What's going on?"
He knew that drifting in the consciousness space should have taken a long time in the outside world. How could it only be one second? This was very strange. Chen Tian asked the system, "System, do you know the reason for this?"
System: "Ding, while the host was unconscious, someone used a grand technique to freeze time for the entire Earth. Time only resumed flowing after the host awoke."
Chen Tian's expression revealed his astonishment at the system's words. Freezing time was a feat that even he, at his peak strength, could not accomplish. Who was this person, and what was their purpose?
"No matter what your intentions are, I will not let you succeed."
"Now, let me check everyone's progress."
Chen Tian returned to his own room. The vortex Chen Tian had previously condensed was a passage to another world. The method of fusing the immortal and martial realms required martial arts from the divine realm and cultivation realms from the immortal realm, combined as one. Currently, cultivators from the immortal realm found it easy, as long as they opened their spiritual meridians.
However, martial artists struggled, requiring constant self-discipline. The cultivation methods of the divine realm were different from those of the immortal realm. Chen Tian spent World Origin to open a passage to another world. Those who entered the passage would temporarily be reincarnated into another world to cultivate. Simultaneously, they would lose their memories and start anew. When the time came, they would return, and Chen Feng's memories would be unlocked.
This was also a form of trial.
This was something Chen Tian had planned long ago. With a wave of his hand, countless images appeared before Chen Tian.
It was like watching a television screen. Chen Tian observed them carefully, then focused on one particular scene.
On the Northern Yuan Continent, in the Wang Family, a young boy awoke. He looked around at his surroundings, feeling a sense of both unfamiliarity and familiarity.
"Why am I sleeping here?"
Wang Tian looked around, then suddenly seemed to remember something. He stood up abruptly and rushed out.
Today was the day of the martial arts test. He couldn't be late!
Wang Tian rushed out in a hurry. The Wang Family was one of the three major families in Qingyuan City. At this moment, over a hundred disciples stood in the central plaza. On the Northern Yuan Continent, children could begin cultivating at the age of six.
The Wang Family had set their cultivation progress assessment to be an annual event. An elder slowly walked out and stood on the platform. Wang Tian arrived and checked his condition.
He couldn't recall why he was here, but the memories in his mind felt real.
It was truly strange.
The elder was clad in a light blue robe with cranes and clouds. He stood on the platform and declared loudly, "The family's martial arts test begins now. Only disciples who surpass the third level of Qi Condensation are allowed to reside in the main family. Those who surpassed the third level of Qi Condensation last time must now reach the fifth level of Qi Condensation. Those who do not meet the standard will be sent to a branch family."
"Let us begin. Those whose names are called, step forward for measurement."
"First, Wang Yun."
A young boy walked out from the crowd. The Wang Family, being one of the three major families, possessed considerable strength, and no one dared to violate their rules.
Wang Yun approached the elder and placed his palm on a crystal ball. The crystal ball emitted a white light, and three rings appeared. The elder said with satisfaction, "Qualified. Next, Wang Long."
Wang Yun removed his hand and retreated to the side. The measurement would take all day, involving hundreds of people. Soon, it would be Wang Tian's turn.
"Next, Wang Tian."
Hearing his name, Wang Tian stepped forward and walked towards the crystal platform. He placed his palm on the crystal ball, and the rings appeared, three of them. Qualified.
After the measurement, Wang Tian quickly found his designated dwelling. He entered and looked at himself. Why had he appeared here? It was so strange. He had no memories of what happened before arriving here.
The memories in his mind constantly surfaced, helping him understand this world and its information.
"Forget it, I'll focus on cultivating."
Wang Tian slowly sat down, chanting cultivation techniques. His entire body was enveloped in a wave of energy.
Chen Tian sat on his bed, watching quietly. "Good, good. His first cultivation speed is no slower than others."
The Divine Realm, being a higher world, contained countless smaller worlds beneath it. China was one of them, and the Northern Yuan Continent was another. Now, all the martial artists from China had entered the Northern Yuan Continent to cultivate.
The cultivation system on the Northern Yuan Continent was: Qi Condensation, Spirit Condensation, Qi Sea, Quality Gathering, Sage, God King. Each realm was divided into nine levels.
Chen Tian's trial for these martial artists was to reach the ninth level of Quality Gathering. Only then, after the fusion of immortal and martial arts, would greater power be generated.
Chen Tian would not interfere with anyone's trial. This was their test, and Chen Tian did not want to influence it.
He quietly watched the screen before him.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Wang Tian exclaimed in shock during his cultivation. Wang Tian felt his body, and he couldn't cultivate. He couldn't cultivate, this was impossible.
If he couldn't cultivate, then how did he reach the third level of Qi Condensation?
Did it appear out of thin air?
Wang Tian likely didn't realize his true realm was not the third level of Qi Condensation, but the first level of Spirit Condensation, which had been weakened to the third level of Qi Condensation for some unknown reason.
Wang Tian refused to believe it and began cultivating again. If he didn't reach the fifth level of Qi Condensation in the next martial arts test, he would be sent to a branch family, and he did not want to experience the brutality of the branches.
In his haste, Wang Tian cultivated for three years. During these three years, Wang Tian progressed from the third level of Qi Condensation to the seventh level of Qi Condensation, making him the slowest cultivator in the Wang Family.
"Sigh!"
Wang Tian sighed. His cultivation speed was becoming slower and slower.
However, fortunately, he had passed the family's assessment over these three years and successfully remained within the family.
"Wang Tian, Wang Tian, where is he? Come out, you waste, and come see me."
A voice called from outside Wang Tian's room. Wang Tian clenched his fists and walked out of the room with a grim expression.
He opened the door to find three young figures. Wang Tian's face turned angry upon seeing them. "Wang Long, what are you doing here again? I'm telling you, I won't let you have my cultivation resources."
"Hmph, you waste, after three years you haven't even broken through to the ninth level of Qi Condensation. What use do these resources have in your hands? Hand them over quickly."
Wang Long looked down on him, his demeanor overbearing. "If you don't give us these resources, we'll take them by force."
Wang Tian's resolve was unyielding. He paid no mind to Wang Long's words. At worst, he would be injured and take some time to recover. He had always been like this.
"Come on, words are useless."
"Fine, let me teach you a good lesson."
Wang Tian and Wang Long unleashed their auras, but Wang Long's aura completely suppressed Wang Tian.
Wang Long was at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, halfway to the Spirit Condensation realm. Wang Tian was only at the third level of Qi Condensation. In the clash of their auras, it was a miracle Wang Tian didn't collapse. This also showed Wang Tian's strong willpower.
Wang Tian and Wang Long stared at each other. Wang Long sneered, "You're looking for death. When I was at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, I couldn't do anything to you. Now that I'm at the ninth level, I don't believe you still won't bow down."
Wang Tian, being the slowest member of the Wang Family in terms of cultivation speed, was still qualified to reside in the main family by reaching the seventh level of Qi Condensation. Although Wang Tian was the weakest, disciples at the eighth level of Qi Condensation had no leverage against him.
Wang Tian's combat awareness and control surpassed many, which was why he could remain in the main family. Wang Long, at the eighth level of Qi Condensation, had been unable to deal with Wang Tian. Now, at the ninth level, he didn't believe Wang Tian could evade a single punch.
Wang Long unleashed his aura, a torrential force like a raging storm, sweeping towards Wang Tian. Wang Tian braced himself, standing his ground. His aura was too insignificant. Wang Long looked at Wang Tian and swung his fists, his punch as fast as the wind, instantly appearing before Wang Tian.
Wang Tian swayed slightly to the left. The punch narrowly missed him. Wang Long wasn't shocked, but others were. Wang Tian and Wang Long were several small realms apart. The speed of Wang Long's punch was evident even to disciples of the same realm. Wang Tian had dodged it with ease.
It was as if it were a reflex. Wang Tian was accustomed to his body moving freely to dodge. His body would instinctively react in moments of crisis.
Wang Long clenched his left fist and swung it towards Wang Tian's left side. Wang Tian ducked down, and the punch passed through empty air.
Wang Tian struck out with his left palm, pouring all his strength into the strike, not daring to be negligent.
Bang!
Wang Long staggered back three steps. Wang Tian stood his ground, stating indifferently, "If this is all you've got, then go back where you came from."
"How many times have I indulged you? As long as you can find a way to defeat me."
As he spoke, a unique aura erupted from his body, influencing the surrounding atmosphere.
Wang Long's face turned furious. He had thought that by reaching the ninth level of Qi Condensation, he could handle Wang Tian. Now, it seemed he needed to reach the Spirit Condensation realm.
Damn Wang Tian, where did he get such combat instincts? They were so formidable.
This was the doubt deep within Wang Long's heart. Wang Tian's combat awareness was not like that of a teenager but more like that of a mature elder.
"Don't get cocky. In a few months, during the family grand competition, I will take your life."
Wang Long said fiercely before leaving Wang Tian's residence.
"Family grand competition, huh?"
Wang Tian murmured as he heard Wang Long's words.
The family grand competition was a five-year event. Those who failed would be expelled from the Wang Family. The Wang Family did not support the weak. This was a competition among Wang Family disciples, and no one could interfere.
With Wang Tian's cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Condensation, surviving the grand competition would be extremely difficult.
However, he had no choice but to participate. To put it plainly, he was a member of the Wang Family, and not participating in the grand competition was equivalent to defiance, which meant death!
"Sigh, I'll worry about it then."
Wang Tian turned and headed back into his room.
In China, in Chen Tian's room, Chen Tian nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. Even a clone has my reaction capabilities. Let me see how you will face the challenges ahead."
Wang Tian was a primordial clone of Chen Tian. Chen Tian had split him off when creating the connection between the two worlds. He possessed independent consciousness and life. However, when his memories were restored, he would return to Chen Tian's main body.
At that time, Chen Tian's combat power would be enhanced. The fusion of the power systems from two worlds would make the chaotic energy within Chen Tian even purer.