Joelson glanced at the height of the stars. They were roughly above the middle of the star pillar.

Above them, Joelson's gaze stopped. He asked, "What about those?"

At the top of the star pillar, the four moon-like rays of morning starlight fell on the four sides of the star pillar. Compared to these stars, the stars below appeared very dim.

The young mage was stunned. He blinked.

"That's the Brightmoon."

"Four legendary super-geniuses have all formed the divine realm. However, three of them died in that great battle five thousand years ago."

"What about the other one?" Joelson could not help but ask.

The young mage hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "I'm not too sure either. However, it's said that that existence is currently located in a mysterious place, overlooking the entire continent."

Joelson nodded.

To him, a god-domain powerhouse seemed to be a little distant.

"How should I enter the land of legacy to undergo the trial?"

Joelson asked the most important question. He had come for the trial.

"Anytime."

As the young mage spoke, a brilliant light descended from the star pillar, enveloping the thousands of people below the star pillar before disappearing.

Soon, the pillar of stars 'spat' out another few thousand people.

"When the number of people who are prepared to accept the trial reaches a certain level, the pillar of stars will take the initiative to teleport the trial-takers into the true Land of Heritage."

The young mage kindly explained for Joelson.

"Then, what is the content of the trial?"

"I don't know either."

The young mage shook his head with a red face and said embarrassedly, "I entered the Land of Heritage a few times and was teleported out in a few seconds. However, I know one thing, death in the Land of Heritage does not mean true death."

Joelson laughed helplessly.

He turned to look at Frederick and Elin, who had been following him silently, and looked at them inquiringly.

Frederick was naturally waiting for Joelson outside.

As a lich, he had lost his body, and this body had forcibly taken possession of some unlucky necromancer. He was not qualified to enter the Land of Heritage at all.

As for Elin.

"Of course I am. Go... Go in and take a look!"

Elin was a little nervous and unwilling to admit defeat. She braced herself and spoke.

Joelson glanced at her and said indifferently, "Don't waste all the good things you have on you in the Land of Heritage."

Elin rolled her eyes at Joelson and said, "It's none of your business!"

The second wave of trial-takers quickly gathered under the star pillar.

Joelson and Elin quickly joined in and waited for the Pillar of stars to shine.

..

"Damn it! Kane, you idiot, don't let that abyss spider run into the mage group!"

"Captain! We can't stop it at all!"

"Bastard! Don't let them run! Damn it!"

As if experiencing a long period of darkness, Joelson was awakened by the roars, howls, and violent explosions that rang in his ears.

A pair of strong hands grabbed his collar. He was puzzled and subconsciously wanted to break free.

Opening his eyes, he saw a pair of bloodshot and tired eyes staring at him angrily.

"Idiot! If you're afraid, then quickly hide behind, and not wait for death here with your eyes closed! Otherwise, I swear I'll definitely be one step ahead of those disgusting and ugly monsters and rip off your head!"

Being pushed hard by someone, Joelson pushed the panic-stricken mages back.

When he hid well beside a mottled city wall, he finally had the time to look at everything around him.

The burning sky, the smell of iron and blood, the knights who raised their longswords and roared on the city wall, as well as the ferocious and terrifying monsters from other planes. Every moment, there were people dying, and there were also monsters howling and falling to the ground.

Similar battlefields extended to both sides to an extremely far place.

This was a difficult and long battle line.

There was a deep shock in Joelson's eyes. He finally understood.

The light of the star pillar pulled him back to the planar war five thousand years ago.

This was the so-called legacy trial!

Beside Joelson were mages wearing white mage robes. Everyone was in a sorry state, and their faces were pale as they looked forward.

"Be careful! The abyss spider is coming around!" Someone cried out in alarm.

Turning around, they saw a shadow quickly drifting over from a corner of the city wall.

Joelson saw a pale and twisted human face with a cruel and evil smile.

The shadow quickly expanded, and a bloated body appeared under the human face, along with dozens of spider legs covered in sharp, thin, and long fur.

The abyssal spider was too fast. Before Joelson could react, it had already charged into the crowd.

The long, narrow spider legs slashed through the air like scythes. The magic shields on the mages' bodies were as fragile as paper under the spider legs, Joelson watched helplessly as a few mages who were around tier 7 were pierced through by a spider leg.

Painful screams.

The strange face of the abyss spider suddenly widened, the corners of its mouth split open to the back of its head, revealing the dense, sharp teeth inside.

Two mages were eaten alive, while the other mage turned into a white light and disappeared.

No one at the scene showed any surprise, as if they could not see the Mage's strange disappearance at all.

Joelson suddenly understood.

That should be a trial-taker like him.

Boom!

A ray of light descended from the sky, and the intense combat aura repelled the abyss spider.

The burly body blocked in front of all the mages, holding an exceptionally huge knight's longsword in his hand, and his aura was powerful.

Saint-level!

"A bunch of idiots! Hurry up and run!"

This saint-level powerhouse who had descended from the sky turned his head around, and only then did Joelson realize that it was the knight who had shouted at him earlier.

The mages retreated in panic.

Joelson took a few steps back, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

He could feel that although this saint-level Knight's aura was strong, it was very unstable, as if he was injured.

The abyss spider stared at the saint-level knight coldly.

The knight snorted coldly, raised his long sword, and charged forward.

The abyss spider's dozens of long legs shot up like arrows.

The warrior power collided with the legs of the spider, making the sound of metal clashing.

The situation became tense.

Suddenly, the aura of the knight stopped, and his movements slowed down a little. His arms and thighs were immediately pierced by the legs of the spider.

His face twitched in pain, and he could no longer hold the longsword in his hand.

A trace of cruelty and excitement appeared in the dozens of eyes of the abyss spider. It opened its mouth, and countless grey-white spider silk spurted out, binding the remaining arms and legs of the knight.

"Damn it!"

The knight shouted in a low voice. His combat aura gushed out like a tide, but the spider silk of the abyss spider was abnormally tough and could not be broken at all.

"Am I finally going to die here?"

The knight's eyes revealed a trace of sadness, despair, and unwillingness.

"I'm unwilling! To die in the stomach of such a disgusting monster!"

The abyss spider had already opened its mouth wide and drooled as it approached greedily.

Just then, a transparent flame poured down like a waterfall.