As Qin Yu prepared to rush up to the summit in one vigorous attempt, he heard a cold cough in his ears. Then, with a puffing sound like a sharp blade tearing through leather, the sun and moon force field was ripped open.

Qin Yu could immediately feel that pervasive and omnipresent strength crazily pushing down on his soul.

“Brat, on the first mountain I decided to turn a blind eye to you, but are you really planning to use this method to pass the test?”

With a cold sneer, a white-robed man appeared in front of Qin Yu. He had a solemn appearance and two straight eyebrows that slanted upwards, making him seem angry.

Qin Yu’s heart skipped a beat and he quickly bowed. “Qin Yu greets senior.” His thoughts raced. Was it possible that this white-robed man was the will born from the Path of 10,000 Souls?

According to the stone pagoda, a problem had occurred within the Path of 10,000 Souls itself. And it was confirmed when the abyssal being had obtained its approval to directly enter the land of inheritance.

If so, then this white-robed man in front of him…was extremely dangerous!

Qin Yu tensed up, his heart turning cold. His hands moved beneath his sleeves; the walnut was already in his palm.

Although he...