The world of gods.
The God of Chrysanthemums looked at the blurry golden light in the mirror and felt itchy.
He almost couldn't wait to turn a ray of spiritual thought into a message, followed the thread of faith, and poured it directly into Yueguan's mind.
"Mortals in the lower world, your piety is known to me."
"Your martial soul is a natural match for my divine throne; your bones are also unique among ten thousand. Now I give you the Divine Examination. If you can pass it, you can inherit my chrysanthemum divine throne, ascend to the divine world, and enjoy it. Eternal life. "
"This is the first test for the God of Chrysanthemums..."
The God of Chrysanthemums paused for a moment after his spiritual thoughts were transmitted. He looked at the golden light in the mirror that was isolated from exploration, and thought about Yue Guan's face that made his heart flutter, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became brighter.
Test?
It is a test for others, but for this kid...that is called process!
Must go, but it can be simplified.
…
In the main room.
The light receded like a tide and re-entered the texture of the stone platform. The last bit of light dissipated and the room returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
Only the altar of faith still stands quietly in the center.
On the altar, Yue Guan's figure reappeared.
He stood there, motionless, with his eyes closed tightly, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the expression on his handsome face changed, as if he had experienced some kind of indescribable shock.
Ecstasy, awe, confusion, excitement... all kinds of emotions were intertwined, leaving him in a strange state.
Bibi Dong's eyes were as sharp as a knife, locked on Yueguan tightly, not letting go of any slight change in him.
It’s done?
As soon as the thought came into her mind, she saw Yue Guan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Plop!"
Yueguan's legs softened and he knelt down in the direction of Ning Liu again.
This time, his movements were faster than ever before, and his forehead collided with the floor, making a muffled sound.
"Sect Leader Ning!"
His voice was hoarse, but full of unprecedented enthusiasm and excitement.
Before Ning Liu could speak, he raised his head and spoke very quickly: "I...I really got the favor of the gods! It's a divine test! A real divine test!"
"Which god?" Ning Liu asked.
"It's the god of chrysanthemums!"
Yueguan's breathing was still heavy.
"A...a third-level god!"
A third-level god?
Bibi Dong’s eyes moved.
For her, who has already set her sights on the Rakshasa God, and even has some understanding of first-level gods such as Poseidon and Angel God, third-level gods are indeed not top-notch.
But, that is also God!
It is a field that countless titled Douluo cannot touch throughout their lives.
As long as you can become a god, it means reaching the sky in one step, possessing nearly eternal life and power far beyond that of mortals.
This opportunity, placed in the outside world, is enough to drive any titled Douluo crazy.
"Not bad."
Bibi Dong spoke calmly, with a hint of scrutiny from a superior in his tone.
"For you, it is the best destination."
Yue Guan nodded heavily, he naturally understood this truth.
He was about to continue saying something when his expression suddenly froze and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead.
There, a bit of golden light lit up without warning, quickly outlining an extremely complex and exquisite golden chrysanthemum mark.
As soon as the mark is completed, it emits a faint sacred aura, and then disappears, submerging under the skin. If you don't look carefully, you can't detect it at all.
"This is..." Yueguan was stunned.
A clear flow of information flooded into his mind again as the imprint was formed.
The expression on his face instantly changed from ecstasy to shock, and finally turned into complete sluggishness.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Liu saw something was wrong with him.
Yue Guan did not answer, but slowly turned his head, looking at Ning Liu with an almost sleepy look, and moved his lips a few times.
"Sect Master Ning, Your Majesty the Pope...I passed the first test of the God of Chrysanthemums."
"What?"
This time, even Bibi Dong couldn't keep calm. She stepped forward, with a hint of surprise in her voice.
"So fast? What is the content of the first test?"
I just got the divine test, and the first test was completed directly?
What is this? Is the world of gods letting loose? Or does this chrysanthemum god have any special hobbies?
Yue Guan's eyes were still locked on Ning Liu, his eyes were extremely complicated, and the gratitude contained in them almost overflowed.
He said word for word: "The first test is called 'Identification of Ten Thousand Jus'."