Monarch of Time

Shun Long was momentarily taken aback when he heard Little Black's words, before a serious look appeared on his face in the next moment.

For Little Black to call someone an expert, it meant that that person's skills were definitely above average even among immortal-level cultivators.

In fact, Shun Long knew that only experts at the same level as the commanders of the 'Heaven Trampling legion' could qualify to be considered 'experts' by Little Black.

Seeing the entranced expressions on Jiang Chen's, Bai Longtian's, Xingyi's, and even Liu Mei's faces as they stared at the stone mural, Shun Long nodded his head before he said calmly

''Let's stay in this place for a while.''

At the same time, a young man dressed in bright red robes who was standing just a few meters away from Shun Long's group suddenly burst into laughter when he heard this, as he stared at Shun Long and said in a mocking voice

''For a while? Hahaha! Brat, you are just a peak rank 3 Dao King! Do you really think that you can last 'for a while' in this trial? I doubt you will even last a month! Don't get too cocky!''

Narrowing their eyes, Liu Mei and the others all stared at the haughty young man in red robes whose cultivation was clearly at the peak of rank 7 in the Dao King realm, but the young man merely snorted and threw a few more glances at Little Silver that was standing behind Shun Long, before he turned his gaze back towards the stone mural, not paying any more attention to Shun Long and his group.

At the same time, Shun Long merely threw a single glance at this red-robed young man before he turned his gaze towards the stone mural and kept observing the faceless man who was holding the wooden sword.

Shun Long knew that the moment they arrived here Little Silver's aura was bound to alert some of the people around them who were previously studying the stone mural in silence.

Naturally, those people wouldn't be too pleased and would feel quite disgruntled when their concentration was interrupted so suddenly, once they sensed the overbearing aura of a peak rank 6 magic beast approaching them. But of course, there were very few people who would be truly willing to fight against a peak rank 6 magic beast over something so trivial.

After shooting a few more cold glances at that red-robed young man, Liu Mei eventually sat down next to Shun Long and began to stare at the stone mural with a serious look in her eyes.

Although Liu Mei was no longer using her sword that often, she was still someone who had trained in the sword ever since she was a child and she could clearly feel the profound truths that were hidden in this stone mural.

Liu Mei could feel that the longer she stared at the faceless man who was wielding a wooden sword in the stone mural, her comprehension of the sword seemed to be deepening even further.

A moment later, Bai Longtian sat down next to Shun Long as well, as he too stared at the faceless person who was wielding the wooden sword.

As for Xingyi and Jiang Chen, they stared at their surroundings for a few moments, before Xingyi walked towards an empty area just a few meters away from Shun Long, staring at the image of a faceless man who was holding a pair of wooden daggers and was facing another person who was wielding a large halberd.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chen's cold eyes were captured completely by a different scene that was engraved in the mural, where a faceless man that was wielding a large saber was fighting against another man who was holding a wooden bow.

It was only Little Silver that seemed completely uninterested in the stone mural, as it laid down on the ground behind Shun Long and closed its eyes.

...

Time passed by in the blink of an eye, and soon, an entire month had gone by before the red-robed young man who was sitting just a few meters away from Shun Long suddenly opened his eyes.

With a smile on his face, the red-robed young man took out a large staff from his spatial ring and held it tightly with both hands, before he swung it forward using all of his strength.

A massive gust of air appeared around the large staff, traveling towards an empty area for more than 300 meters before it began to disperse.

''Hahaha! This place is truly a paradise! Even an early rank 8 Dao King isn't my match anymore!''

The red-robed young man had a big smile on his face as he stared at the staff in his hands with a proud look.

Although his attack just now was nothing remarkable and was something that even an early-stage Dao King would be able to easily resist, in reality, the red-robed young man hadn't used the slightest bit of his qi just now and was only relying on his comprehension of the staff to create that gust of wind.

Shaking his head, the red-robed young man was about to turn around and continue to stare the profound scenes on the stone mural, before his gaze involuntarily fell on Shun Long's figure.

''Eh? That guy is still standing? What's going on?''

Staring at Shun Long who was sitting in front of the stone mural with his back ramrod straight, without any signs of collapsing anytime soon, the red-robed young man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise before his eyes narrowed into slits.

Unlike Shun Long and his group who were only a group of newcomers when they arrived in this place, the red-robed young man had a clear understanding of how dangerous this trial actually was.

Forget about getting any insights from it, just standing in front of the stone mural was a trial on its own.

Anyone who had just arrived here wouldn't be able to notice it at first glance, but the longer one stared at the stone mural the more they would be able to feel the terrifying pressure that was coming from it.

Although this red-robed young man had managed to increase his abilities with his staff quite a bit by comprehending a tiny portion of the profound scenes that were engraved in the stone mural, the amount of pressure that he had to endure in the past month wasn't something that an average early-stage Dao King would be able to take on.

Additionally, the pressure would only increase as people kept trying to comprehend the scenes on the stone mural even further.

The mounting pressure was something that even peak-stage Dao Kings wouldn't be able to endure in the long run.

''Hmph! Let's see how long you will last.'' The red-robed young man snorted and threw one last look at Shun Long, before he turned his gaze back towards the stone mural in front of him.

At the same time, Shun Long continued to stare at the scene of the faceless man that was holding a wooden sword with an entranced look on his face, not paying the slightest bit of attention to his surroundings.

Just like the red-robed young man had said, it was true that Shun Long had begun to feel some pressure from the stone mural in the beginning, but that pressure which was directed towards his soul was like a drop in the ocean that was instantly dispersed the moment it entered his spiritual sea.

Although an average peak rank 3 Dao King would have indeed found it difficult to hold on after a month, Shun Long hadn't even noticed the pressure itself, as his attention was fully focused on the scenes that were engraved in the stone mural.

With every passing moment, Shun Long could feel that his comprehension of the sword was increasing at a terrifying rate, as scenes of the faceless man wielding his sword replayed in his mind over and over again.

...

Time continued to pass, and soon, 2 more months had gone by in a flash, but Shun Long had yet to move even a single step from the spot he was sitting on.

At the end of the third month, Liu Mei's body suddenly trembled before she was the first one to open her eyes.

Author's note: I have been stockpiling a few chapters in the last few days, so we can have a a mini-mass release tomorrow.