The Holy Spirit Academy is located in the very center of Holy Spirit City.

From a distance, it appears grand and magnificent.

The pavilions stretch endlessly, shrouded in clouds and mist, presenting a myriad of atmospheric wonders.

There are cascading waterfalls and towering spiritual mountains, resplendent and majestic, beyond description.

At first glance, it hardly seems like an academy, but rather a pure land beyond the mundane world.

"Tsk tsk, it's no wonder this is one of the oldest academies in the Immortal Domain; it truly looks extraordinary."

Many prodigies visiting the academy for the first time couldn't help but marvel.

"Indeed, I heard that this academy was founded by a Holy Spirit from long ago," another prodigy remarked.

The so-called Holy Spirit is a unique existence that has attained enlightenment.

Like the Dragon Pattern Black Gold and the Divine Mark Purple Gold, after a long passage of time and the infusion of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, they can gradually transform into a Holy Spirit, even acquiring a physical body.

For instance, it is rumored that on the fiftieth floor of the Heavenly Dao Tower, there lies the remains of a reincarnation Holy Spirit.

The essence of that reincarnation Holy Spirit is the Reincarnation Dao Gold.

Additionally, various heavenly and earthly divine stones may also evolve into Holy Spirits.

A fully realized Emperor Dao Holy Spirit is a supreme existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperors and ancient sovereigns.

Hearing the praises from the visiting prodigies about the Holy Spirit Academy, the disciples of the academy felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

"However, it's a pity they still cowered in front of the Jun family."

"Yeah, I heard a group of academy disciples wanted to give the Jun family's divine son a show of strength, but ended up making fools of themselves."

Some prodigies laughed as they discussed these embarrassing incidents.

The expressions of the academy disciples immediately turned unnatural.

At that moment, three figures with extraordinary presence appeared at the academy entrance.

"Look, it's the two Holy Sons and one Holy Daughter of the Holy Spirit Academy."

"That one is the Yin-Yang Holy Son from the Yin-Yang Sect, along with Prince Xia Lan of the Great Xia Dynasty and Holy Daughter Hua Xiqing from the Hundred Flowers Dao Palace. The Yin-Yang Sect, Great Xia Dynasty, and Hundred Flowers Dao Palace, while not immortal forces, are top-tier powers beneath the immortal forces."

"Could it be that these three also want to give the Jun family's divine son a show of strength?" some prodigies whispered to each other.

The Yin-Yang Holy Son stood with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn as he said, "I want to see if Jun Xiaoyao can pass those three trials."

"Passing shouldn't be a big problem; it's just a matter of how he performs," Hua Xiqing said, adjusting her hair.

"Hua Xiqing, don't forget that Brother Ji Xuan was defeated by Jun Xiaoyao; you can't betray your allies," Xia Lan raised an eyebrow and said.

Since returning from the Martial Arts Conference, Hua Xiqing had been distracted and often lost in thought.

"Of course not, I'm just speaking the truth," Hua Xiqing smiled, biting her lip.

At that moment, a sound of wind breaking echoed from afar, and a golden light shone brightly as a Golden-Winged Great Peng soared through the sky.

It was the Golden-Winged Little Peng King.

He landed, and with a flash of golden light, transformed into a human form, strikingly handsome and powerful, with golden hair flowing and eyes sharp as blades.

A group of prodigies around him were stunned and hurriedly stepped aside.

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King had quite a temper.

Soon after, Ye Xingyun arrived. Although he wasn't as flamboyant as the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, being a prodigy from an ancient family still drew attention from all around.

Then, the sound of chanting echoed as a handsome bald monk, accompanied by a group of followers, arrived.

"Could that one be from the Little Western Heaven?"

"Yes, he is the Buddha's Son from the Little Western Heaven, Fa Hai!"

Some discerning prodigies couldn't help but exclaim.

The Little Western Heaven is undoubtedly a mysterious and low-key powerful lineage, with a long-standing tradition that has never been interrupted.

Moreover, they are so low-key that the Immortal Domain has nearly forgotten their existence.

But this situation is the most terrifying.

Because no one knows just how deep the foundation of the Little Western Heaven truly is.

"Even the Buddha's Son from the Little Western Heaven has emerged; the great contest of the world is truly about to begin," many cultivators sighed.

Fa Hai glanced at the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, pondered for a moment, and chose not to act rashly.

He initially intended to convert a mount but found the Golden-Winged Little Peng King to be somewhat difficult to handle.

Although he wasn't afraid, he still needed to prepare for the Heavenly Dao Tower.

The Golden-Winged Little Peng King also noticed Fa Hai, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

He had a strong aversion to the Little Western Heaven.

After all, his ancestor, the Golden-Winged Great Peng, had once been converted by a living Buddha from the Little Western Heaven and became a guardian deity.

"I've heard that to enter the Holy Spirit Academy, one must pass three trials; let me give it a try," the Golden-Winged Little Peng King stepped forward and waved his hand.

At that moment, deep within the academy, a long staircase extended down from the void, consisting of ninety-nine steps.

Each step was engraved with endless runes.

"It has appeared, the first trial, the Heavenly Ladder!"

The Heavenly Ladder consists of ninety-nine levels; generally speaking, being able to step past half is considered excellent.

If one can reach above the eightieth step, they are considered top-tier.

As for reaching above the ninetieth step, that is the mark of an absolute young supreme.

The record for the maximum of ninety-nine steps was only broken by a hero from ancient times.

Jin Lie did not hesitate and directly charged forward.

He stepped out dozens of times without pausing, causing the surrounding prodigies to tremble.

When he reached around the seventieth step, he finally felt the pressure, as if carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

In the end, Jin Lie stopped at the eighty-ninth step.

The Heavenly Ladder faded into the void.

Jin Lie snorted coldly, clearly not satisfied.

Then came the second trial, the ancient bell ringing eighteen times.

The ancient bell resembled a small hill, ancient and heavy, carrying the weight of time.

Moreover, this ancient bell had a special ability to dissipate magical and physical fluctuations.

Thus, making it ring is quite difficult.

Eighteen rings is already the highest record.

Jin Lie also took action, delivering a punch infused with overwhelming magical power.

That was the pinnacle technique of the Golden-Winged Great Peng clan, the Golden Profound Divine Art.

Dong! Dong! Dong…

The deep and resonant sound of the bell echoed throughout Holy Spirit City.

Countless figures gathered around the academy, watching in awe.

In the end, the ancient bell rang fifteen times, which was already extremely impressive.

The expressions of the Yin-Yang Holy Son and others changed slightly.

Even they would likely be a bit weaker.

The final trial was the Dragon Gate Leap.

It was a brilliant and crystal-clear lake, with a Dragon Gate appearing on the opposite side of the lake.

Within the lake, several golden-horned flood dragons coiled around.

"That is… a golden-horned flood dragon with some dragon bloodline!" Many prodigies eager to attempt the trial felt a chill run down their spines.

For young prodigies, crossing this lake is as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

"No wonder it's called the Dragon Gate Leap; it's truly not something ordinary people can pass," one prodigy thought warily, immediately extinguishing the desire to attempt the trial.

Jin Lie took a deep breath, his golden wings behind him flapping, unleashing the Great Peng's speed like a streak of golden lightning.

Instantly, many golden-horned flood dragons soared into the air, their horns releasing magical power to block Jin Lie.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a fierce battle, relying on his speed, Jin Lie sustained some minor injuries but successfully passed through the Dragon Gate.

"Too strong!"

The many cultivators present were left dumbfounded.

Is this the strength of the first prodigy of the younger generation from the Kalavinka Sacred Mountain?

A rare smile appeared at the corner of Jin Lie's mouth.

His performance was truly outstanding.

Following that, Ye Xingyun, Fa Hai, and others also attempted the trials, each causing waves of astonishment with their excellent performances.

"I wonder how the Jun family's divine son will fare?"

"Will he break the record?"

All the cultivators present suddenly became curious.

How will the unparalleled talent of the Jun family's divine son perform in the trials? Will it compare to those ancient heroes?

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