Emperor Donggong's words fell, and the hall plunged into silence. Fang Wang could tell from their expressions that it seemed they already knew Emperor Donggong was about to face his calamity.
The lifespan of a living being indicates how long one can live, yet there are many who die prematurely. Not necessarily will one die when their lifespan is not yet exhausted, but surely will one die when their lifespan is nearing its end.
Hong Xian'er spoke up, "Father, how will you test us?"
Her query snapped everyone back to reality.
Emperor Donggong's gaze sharpened, and the palace doors slammed shut.
"Within the Mie Jue Divine Tome, there is a Divine Skill called the Cataclysmic Badlands, which can transport you into an Illusionary Realm. I will soon thrust you into the most dreadful dire straits you fear. The three who perform the most outstandingly will receive my inheritance," Emperor Donggong explained.