When Lin Yun came to the summit of the mountain, he discovered that many people were standing here, and they didn’t choose to go into secluded cultivation. They sat down and closed their eyes to meditate. Not only were there inner disciples, but some saint disciples were also here.

Noticing the doubt within Lin Yun’s pupils, Chen Feng smiled, “The Celestial Purging Mountain is open once a year, and most of these people came here last month, so they naturally can’t attempt the trial again. They will observe from here and try to comprehend. Meanwhile, some are purely curious about how far the competitors can reach.”

This was similar to the Fleeting Cloud Thirteen Trials. A moment later, Lin Yun asked, “How far have you reached?”

“Well… I can’t even make it through the first trial,” Chen Feng awkwardly smiled. “It’s practically impossible for those beneath the Nirvana Stage to make it through the first trial, but you’ll receive many benefits. Not only does it test your martial intent, it also tests your aptitude, comprehension, and wisdom.”

Lin Yun looked at the sea of clouds and saw ten-odd people soaring to the sky. They landed on the sea of clouds and pressed on, and there...