Chapter 1184: I Want to Try

When Han Li sensed something amiss with himself, he was greatly alarmed.

He immediately activated the Spirit Refining Art, and with a sharp pain in his sea of consciousness, he suddenly woke up, his body trembling slightly before he quickly steadied himself.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shifted his gaze, and looked around, finding that no one seemed to have noticed his abnormality, and also that he seemed to be the only one who had fallen into that state.

When the eyes of all the surrounding barbarian tribesmen fell on the second door, they merely glanced over it without lingering.

Han Li composed himself and was about to take another look at the third great door when his movement suddenly halted.

"What's going on? An aperture has opened..." His eyes brightened, but he was extremely astonished inwardly.

In that instant, a light crackling sound rang out in his body, and a mysterious aperture opened without any warning.

"Such an opportunity—just by looking for a moment, he could break open an aperture. This human is indeed somewhat different..." Bai Ze's gaze was not on Han Li, but he sensed the change in him and murmured to himself.

"Could it be..."

Han Li speculated inwardly and subconsciously let his gaze fall on the second door again.

However, when he looked at the second giant door this time, the mysterious state from before did not reappear, though the true spirit blood within him seemed still jubilant, filled with longing for this giant door.

Although Han Li felt regret, he did not dwell on it. After looking for a moment, he shifted his gaze to the last bronze giant door.

This giant door was even more rugged than the previous two, bearing no trace of artificial carving but instead covered with countless dense pits and hollows, like a ground bombarded by a meteor shower.

Han Li looked for a while and, seeing nothing peculiar about it, slowly withdrew his gaze.

"The three great doors before you lead to spaces that are the true Barbarian Saint Hall. The stone hall on the Eight Desolation Mountain is merely a place we built to store the Barbarian Sacred Flame." Bai Ze's voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the space.

"There are three Barbarian Saint Halls?" Liu Qing exclaimed in surprise.

Although he was the patriarch of the Heavenly Fox Clan, he knew little about the Barbarian Saint Hall.

"There is only one Barbarian Saint Hall. Entering through these three doors leads to the same hall, but to different levels of void within it. This first door is the foundation of the bloodline inheritance of us eight Barbarian Kings. Those of you from the five clans who inherit bloodlines may enter through this door to inherit the bloodlines of the five True Spirit Kings." Bai Ze's gaze fell on the first giant door as he spoke.

"Yes." Liu Le'er and the other four responded simultaneously.

As his voice fell, Qing Dian, unable to wait, flew out first and charged straight into the golden flames.

"Ah..." As soon as his figure plunged into the flames, a miserable cry came.

Startled, everyone saw Qing Dian's body entwined with flames, his entire surface cracking with fiery red fissures, looking like a porcelain about to shatter, a terrifying sight.

"The Barbarian Sacred Flame can help you burn away impurities within your bodies. Only after enduring it can you receive the bloodline power." Bai Ze said calmly.

As his words fell, a earth-shaking roar came.

"Roar..."

In the golden flames, Qing Dian's body expanded rapidly, almost instantly transforming into a giant Qing Ape with a white face, red hands, a horn on its head, and fangs in its mouth.

It charged headfirst at the bronze giant door, a golden light flashed on its body, and it vanished directly into the door.

The young master of the Zouwu Clan saw this, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and with a leap, he also plunged into the flames.

Following him, Liu Le'er and Yuan Shanbai also leaped into the golden flames.

Xiao Bai was the last to step into the flames.

As roars sounded within the flames, they all transformed into their true forms and, like Qing Dian, crashed into the bronze giant door and disappeared.

After the sounds they stirred faded, the entire square fell silent.

"You all may cultivate here on the square. Although the flesh and blood aura here is not as strong as inside the Barbarian Saint Hall, it is still a great benefit to you. Seize this opportunity and cherish it." Bai Ze spoke.

Hearing this, everyone sat cross-legged, intending to begin cultivation.

"Your Majesty, since the first door is the place for bloodline inheritance, may we enter the other two doors? Cultivating there would surely be better than here, right?" At this moment, the patriarch of the White-Backed Ghost Ape Clan suddenly asked.

At these words, the others also looked over, and even those who had not dared to hope now had a glimmer of expectation.

"They are the chosen ones of the bloodlines, protected by the True Spirit Kings' blood, so they can enter the giant doors. What qualifications do you have? If you are not afraid of death, you may try to see if you can open that door." Bai Ze said coldly.

"This junior was presumptuous; I dare not overstep..." The White-Backed Ghost Ape patriarch trembled, shrinking his neck as he spoke.

"Alright, cultivate here in peace. When the five of them return after inheriting the bloodlines, I will reopen the Asura Blood Gate and take you out." Bai Ze said without looking at him.

"As you command." Everyone responded in unison.

Just then, a discordant voice sounded: "Your Majesty, this junior would like to try..."

At these words, everyone was startled and turned to look, only to find that the speaker was none other than the human they most disliked, Han Li.

"You insolent wretch, you go too far..." The Qing Ape patriarch roared in fury.

Members of other tribes also began to curse, and even Hu San and Li Qima shook their heads, feeling that Han Li's move was too reckless.

"This junior overestimates himself and wishes to attempt entering this second door. I wonder if Your Majesty would grant permission?" Han Li ignored them, clasped his fists, and spoke again.

"You have done our barbarian tribes a favor, so there is no harm in trying. But I must remind you that this door is no ordinary one. How many true spirit species are there in the Barbarian Realm? The reason we eight were able to transcend them and become True Spirit Kings is not unrelated to the space behind this door." Bai Ze frowned slightly and said.

The space inside the second door was actually the place where the eight True Spirit Kings had cultivated and trained in the past?

"Entering this great door is not easy. With only the bloodline of the Mountain Ape in you, plus your human body, you may not even be able to withstand this barbarian flame. Do you still want to try?" Bai Ze continued.

Now not only the others were completely shocked, but even Han Li himself had doubts: could he really enter the place where the eight True Spirit Kings had achieved their status?

"This junior wishes to try, and I ask Your Majesty to grant permission." But soon, he made up his mind and said.

The reason he dared to take this risk was partly because his own bloodline gave him some confidence, and partly because he wanted to improve his strength as quickly as possible, which was crucial for rescuing the Gold Devouring Beetle later.

"Since you have made up your mind, then go ahead." Bai Ze hesitated for a moment and said.

"Thank you." Han Li clasped his fists.

"If any of you think you can also pass through the barbarian flame and enter this door, you may try. But all consequences are your own. Alright, focus on your cultivation." With that, Bai Ze's figure floated away and directly passed through the Asura Blood Gate, leaving.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment for a moment, then all eyes focused on Han Li.

Han Li's gaze sharpened, he let out a light breath, and with a tap of his toe, he instantly shot into the barbarian flame.

With a "whoosh,"

a large swath of golden flames surged up, engulfing Han Li entirely.

He had intended to rush straight to the second door in one breath, but the moment he entered the flames, he was surrounded by an intense burning pain, and strands of flame wrapped around him, pulling him down.

He struggled to move forward, but felt as if an entire Eight Desolation Mountain were pressing down on him, making it impossible to advance an inch.

At the same time, the blood within him seemed to boil under the scorching flames, surging wildly through his veins. Each time it collided with his heart meridian, it sounded like a great drum being beaten wildly, producing a series of "bang bang" noises.

This sound was heard not only by Han Li himself but also by the others outside.

He called out in his mind, trying to summon the Essence Flame Firebird to protect him, but although the Firebird sensed his call, it seemed to be under some restriction and was sealed inside his body, unable to come out.

"This kid is really asking for trouble. His Majesty already said that without the protection of a powerful True Spirit King's bloodline, it's hard to withstand the test of the barbarian flame, yet he still recklessly tries..." The Qing Ape patriarch said with a smile.

"Heh, I've long found him disagreeable. It would be best if he died here..." The patriarch of the Long-Armed Ape Clan chimed in.

Those not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. Since he seeks death, let him die.

Most of the barbarian tribesmen held similar thoughts.

Li Qima said nothing, only glanced at Han Li, then closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to absorb the powerful flesh and blood aura from the surrounding void.

"Brother Han, this is too reckless... The barbarian blood energy passed down through the ages is not something a human body can withstand." Hu San could only sigh softly at this.

Han Li was unaware of everyone's reactions. At this moment, his ears were ringing incessantly, his flesh and blood were charred black, and his surface sizzled, as if he were about to be roasted.

Just then, a series of "bang bang" sounds came from within his body, like popping beans.

A multicolored radiance lit up from his body. First, the phantom of a Mountain Ape appeared, followed by the Silver-Winged Thunder Peng spreading its wings and flying out, and then ten true spirit phantoms—True Dragon, Celestial Phoenix, Black Tortoise, Flying Serpent, and others—emerged one after another, circling around him.

Waves of ancient and powerful auras spread through the flames.

"Look!"

"This... what is this..." someone exclaimed.