Volume 1, Chapter 150: The Test of Spirit Mountain, Is This All?

"Let's go! Spirit Mountain is opening. Opportunities come first. Everyone, I'll go first!"

Someone laughed loudly and dashed toward the altar. In the blink of an eye, they stepped onto the first tier of the altar, then seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

Seeing someone step onto the altar, others immediately followed. In an instant, the first tier of the altar was full of people.

Chuchu and the Seventh Princess were just a step slower. When they arrived at the bottom of the altar, they found that the first tier was already full.

Just then, many of those who had rushed onto the altar first staggered as if drunk, then fell off one after another.

As soon as the vacancies left by those who fell off the altar appeared, others immediately filled them. With thousands of warriors in the gorge, there was no shortage of climbers once the altar opened.

Chuchu and the Seventh Princess aimed at the moment someone fell, turned into two streams of light, and stepped onto the altar first. A white figure almost landed on the altar at the same time as them.

The two looked at the white figure and found it was a beautiful and灵动 (agile) girl in a white dress.

The girl in the white dress noticed Chuchu and the Seventh Princess looking at her, turned her head, and smiled at them as a greeting.

Before they could respond, a powerful pressure fell, making them unable to move.

Then various illusions emerged in their minds. Only those who could see through the illusions were qualified to move forward.

Nine tiers, nine illusions, rising step by step, layer upon layer.

However, these nine illusions weren't so powerful that no one could pass. As long as one had a firm will, they could overcome the altar's test.

The predecessors who built the altar had only intended to use this method to filter out those with weak wills.

For these people, the altar's test was actually a form of protection.

Exploring Spirit Mountain wasn't without danger. On the contrary, the demonic beasts in Spirit Mountain were extremely powerful. Unluckily, one might even encounter a Huaxu Realm demonic beast.

Those with weak wills and insufficient strength would only die in vain if they entered Spirit Mountain.

At the same time, the stronger one was, generally, the longer they had cultivated, and the more worldly experiences they had, making it easier to be trapped by illusions.

Prodigy warriors, who became famous at a young age, were not only extremely strong but also had pure minds, making it easier for them to pass the test.

This was also a kind of balance of the altar. Otherwise, if only strength were considered, there would be no place for young people in Spirit Mountain.

In an instant, someone broke free from the illusion on the first tier and continued climbing the altar.

"As expected, the warriors from the reclusive sects are powerful. They've already stepped onto the second tier so quickly. I don't think anyone can enter Spirit Mountain before them."

"Those are prodigies from reclusive sects! If they were defeated on the first tier, they would become a joke."

"I wonder if anyone can enter Spirit Mountain before the reclusive sect warriors?"

The warriors who hadn't stepped onto the altar yet were talking among themselves.

Lin Yu's gaze swept over the altar, then he looked at the elite warriors of the Great Han royal family beside him and said lightly, "I've brought you to Spirit Mountain safely. Whether you can pass the test and enter Spirit Mountain now depends on your own abilities. Those who fail, wait outside the gorge honestly. Understood?"

Everyone nodded, looking at Lin Yu with reverence.

After instructing the royal warriors, Lin Yu immediately stepped toward the altar.

He had already helped the Second Prince bring the royal warriors to Spirit Mountain safely. The rest depended on their own luck.

Lin Yu seemed to be strolling, but in reality, at the moment someone fell off the altar, his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light, instantly filling the vacancy and stepping onto the altar.

Then a powerful pressure fell on him, and layers of illusions emerged in his mind.

In the illusion, he vaguely saw a white-dressed woman whose face couldn't be seen clearly, gently waving and calling his name softly.

Although he couldn't see the woman's face, a voice in his heart told him this was Qu Lingxian, this was his mother.

The woman's voice was extremely gentle, calling his name again and again.

It was hard to resist the urge to walk over.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yu's lips, then he raised his hand and sent a sword intent toward the white-dressed woman.

The sword intent pierced through space, and the white-dressed woman froze like a mirror, then cracks appeared on the mirror.

Crack!

With a soft sound, the mirror shattered, and at the same time, the vast pressure suppressing Lin Yu vanished without a trace.

Lin Yu looked up at the stone gate at the top of the altar and smiled wryly, "My mother has been dead for a long time."

Before the words fell, he stepped toward the second tier of the altar.

"Look, the Third Prince has stepped onto the second tier!"

"What's so surprising about that? Who do you think the Third Prince is?"

"You're right. The Third Prince is the town defender of the Great Han. If he couldn't pass the test and enter Spirit Mountain, we might as well go back now."

The Great Han royal warriors who hadn't stepped onto the altar yet couldn't help exclaiming when they saw Lin Yu break through the first illusion in an instant.

But then they fell into numbness because Lin Yu passed the test so quickly, pausing only a moment on each tier before continuing, as if there were no test in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yu had stood on the ninth tier. One more step, and he could pass through the stone gate and enter Spirit Mountain.

For him, the various illusions on the altar were all false.

He became famous at a young age, was highly praised, betrayed, led a惨败 (crushing defeat) in battle, had tens of thousands of comrades die in the Southern Wasteland, and then fell to rock bottom.

He had experienced the betrayal of his elder brother, the suppression of his father, and the process of becoming disabled and then being reborn. His will had been tempered into steel by these events.

No falsehood could shake his mind.

The nine-layer illusion test of the altar, for him, could only be described in two words—Is this all?

Lin Yu stood out from the crowd. Except for him, the fastest warrior had just reached the seventh tier. For a moment, Lin Yu became the center of attention.

"Chuchu, look who that is!" The Seventh Princess patted Chuchu's shoulder and pointed to the top of the altar.

They had just climbed to the fifth tier, already ahead of most warriors.

But compared to Lin Yu, they were far behind!

"Third Uncle? I knew he would come!" A smile appeared on Chuchu's pretty face, not surprised at all.

After learning that Lin Yu was the mysterious Prince Su, in her heart, Lin Yu should have such strength.

"Let's try to catch up with Third Brother!" The Seventh Princess smiled and continued climbing toward the top of the altar with Chuchu.

The girl in the white dress beside them also secretly looked at Lin Yu, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.

"Oh no! Why is this guy also in Spirit Mountain? And his strength is this strong? What if he discovers my identity?"

The girl in the white dress took a quick look at Lin Yu, then lowered her head guiltily.