The commander of the Central Combat Zone said, "That’s right, War God Ye has the strongest talent among us and is naturally the most hopeful to receive the inheritance. Let War God Ye go in, and if he succeeds, we can all leave!" Everyone nodded in agreement, thinking that among them, Ye Feng had the greatest chance of receiving the inheritance. Ye Feng, not one to be arrogant, nodded and said, "If that’s the case, then I’ll go in and take a look." After everyone had reached an agreement, Ye Feng walked towards the door and stepped inside. "Ye Feng!" At this moment, the Old War God called out to Ye Feng, his eyes showing a complex emotion. Ye Feng turned around and looked at the Old War God, who shouted, "Ye Feng, do your best! I believe you can do it. I wish you swift success and flourishing martial luck!" "We wish War God Ye swift success and flourishing martial luck!" Liu Mu and the others shouted loudly in unison. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽 A rare gentle smile appeared on Ye Feng’s face. "Alright, I’m going to seek fortune and opportunity, not to court death. No need to say so much, just wait for my return!" After speaking, Ye Feng went through the door without looking back. The Old War God’s eyes also showed a complex expression. Indeed, Ye Feng was entering to seek fortune and opportunity, to obtain Xuanyuan’s inheritance. Yet, the Old War God’s heart was exceedingly conflicted. In Dragon Country’s five thousand years of history, although many people had entered the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb, none had ever succeeded, which still stands as proof. Over the years, not a single person had successfully passed the final trial of the Sword Tomb to receive the inheritance. As Ye Feng entered the door, he was immediately enveloped by darkness. An invisible force directly seized control of Ye Feng’s body, leaving him unable to move in the endless darkness. Surrounded by darkness, Ye Feng couldn’t sense anything. It seemed as if there was nothing beneath his feet, as if he was floating in the void. Ye Feng circulated his True Essence to illuminate the surroundings, but despite the light emitted by the True Essence, everything remained shrouded in darkness. Nothing was visible except the darkness. Ye Feng couldn’t move; he felt nothing in the darkness. Ye Feng frowned as time passed slowly. Quickly, a month went by. Ye Feng remained floating in this darkness, unable to perceive anything, and a month had passed by. Ye Feng pondered over what the final trial of the Xuanyuan Sword Tomb might be, trapping him in this place with a certain intent. However, even Ye Feng felt somewhat restless inside. In a completely dark place where nothing could be done and nothing could be seen, even a normal person would likely withstand it for just a few hours before mentally breaking down. Yet Ye Feng had managed to endure a full month in such a state. In this place, Ye Feng couldn’t feel the passage of time, couldn’t sense the flow of space, and couldn’t cultivate. All that existed was endless darkness. After entering, Ye Feng soon began counting the time in seconds in his heart. Up to now, it had been exactly a month. Ye Feng couldn’t see the situation around him nor how the Old War God and the others were faring. As time continued to pass, six months went by, yet Ye Feng remained in this state, unable to move. Ye Feng continued to explore, growing increasingly anxious. Even Ye Feng, who could face calamity without a ripple, felt anxious for the first time in years. However, Ye Feng wasn’t aware that in the outside world of the Old War God and the others, not even two days had passed. Ye Feng seemed to understand that the ultimate test was one of mental fortitude and the pursuit of the Dao Heart in martial arts! Under such circumstances, even with immense willpower, terrifying mental strength, and a resolute Dao Heart, one’s mindset would likely collapse. Ye Feng felt a little thankful. Fortunately, after entering this place, within minutes, he began counting seconds; at least Ye Feng knew how long he had been inside. The scariest part is entering without knowing how long one has been or will need to be there; that uncertainty is the most terrifying. Time flew by quickly, and soon a year had passed. Yet, Ye Feng continued to float in the dark space without a way to cultivate or sense his surroundings. In a year, outside, only less than four days had actually passed for the Old War God and the others. They could also sense that within the Inheritance Land, Ye Feng’s life force was present. Feeling Ye Feng’s life force confirmed that he was still alive. In the darkness, Ye Feng continuously counted seconds, persistently pondering how to break this deadlock. Ye Feng shouted, only to find everything around him silent, unable to hear his voice at all. Ye Feng’s vision, hearing, smell, touch, and even taste were utterly absent! Ye Feng bit through his tongue, the blood flowing, yet he couldn’t feel it. This is the most terrifying aspect—feeling nothing, only left with thoughts in endless darkness, endless void, uncertain when it would end, this is the most frightening part! Ye Feng’s anxiety grew stronger, but his inner voice persistently told him, "Calm down, calm down, you must stay calm, you must calm down..." Ye Feng continued counting, and as time swiftly slipped away, ten years unknowingly passed, a full ten years, while in the outside world, just over a month had passed. Ye Feng grew anxious, this time truly anxious. In ten years, Ye Feng couldn’t be sure what happened outside. In ten years, significant changes could occur in a place; he wondered if his wives were still safe, how his friends were doing. Ye Feng thought to himself, he had been away for ten years, surely, the Old War God hadn’t returned either. Ye Feng found it hard to imagine what would happen to Dragon Country without the protection of him and the Old War God!