Seizing the opportunity, Ren Yuan stepped onto the path of celestial light. It pulsed with warmth, a beacon of hope amidst the desolate landscape. As he walked, the corrupted beings remained frozen, their forms flickering in uncertainty.
He continued his journey, the monolith growing larger with each step. The whispers returned, but this time, they were laced with a different emotion – fear. The path of celestial light was a stark reminder of the power Ren Yuan wielded, a power that could potentially cleanse the corruption plaguing the Heavenly Court.
The monolith loomed before him, a jagged scar against the blood-red sky. As Ren Yuan reached its base, the whispers morphed into a single, chilling voice that echoed from within the obsidian structure.
"You have overcome the first hurdle, mortal," it boomed, the voice devoid of any emotion. "But the heart of the trial lies within. Are you prepared to face the consequences of your actions?"