Chapter 258: The Mysterious War!

Jiang Feng's gaze was sharp as he stared at the golden phantom before him, his vigilance not lessening a bit.

The domineering aura that looked down on the world and the unfathomable energy fluctuations emanating from the other side made him dare not be the slightest careless.

He knew clearly that this phantom was speaking to him.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Feng asked directly.

"Who are you?"

As the words fell, the golden phantom fell silent for a moment, and a hint of bewilderment flashed in its eagle‑sharp eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, as if recalling something, muttering to his Mouth.

"Who am I? Hehe…"

A low, deep Laughter, tinged with a few notes of melancholy, echoed through the vast Golden Hall.

"I have slept for far too long—so long that even I no longer remember who I am."

"If you insist on a title…"

The phantom paused, then slowly spoke.

"You, just call me War."

"War?"

Miao Linfeng heard that word, and her face changed dramatically.

She leaned close to Jiang Feng, lowered her voice, and carefully warned him.

"Mr. Jiang, according to the ancient records of our Yitian Pavilion, the former Heavenly Eye Martial Sovereign was known as the War Sovereign! He waged countless battles in his life, decisive in killing, his power unfathomable, and was one of the top strongest of his era!"

"This phantom is probably a strand of Lingering Soul of the Heavenly Eye Martial Sovereign that we have been seeking!"

Jiang Feng, hearing this, slowly nodded.

In fact, even without Miao Linfeng's reminder, he could guess a few things.

Although the other side was only a phantom, not a physical body, Jiang Feng could feel the terrifying energy within it with Clarity.

He had only felt such a powerful aura on one person before—that was his master, Xuan Yuan Zhenren.

From this it could be seen that, at least when this phantom was left, the strength of the Heavenly Eye Martial Sovereign was certainly not weaker than his master.

What concerned Jiang Feng more was that he could vaguely sense that this phantom seemed able to fully control this Golden Hall.

The previous heavenly‑earth anomalies and the appearance of the Golden Hall were probably guided consciously by this phantom.

Its purpose was to attract Cultivators like them here.

Jiang Feng still kept his vigilance, his gaze fixed on the phantom.

"Besides us, what about the others? They entered the Golden Hall before us; why are they now nowhere to be seen?"

He knew clearly that Heavenly Remnant Daoist, Liu Tianzhou, and Long Bad Dao and others had entered the Golden Hall one after another.

Those people could not simply vanish into thin air.

So it was very possible that they had all encountered this War…

Hearing Jiang Feng's question, the phantom's mouth curved into a faint smile, a smile with a hint of playfulness.

He shrugged his shoulders, as if speaking of something casually.

"You people are too many, noisy, and you disturbed my rest."

"I know you traveled thousands of miles to come here, all for my Heritage."

The phantom's gaze swept over the three of Jiang Feng, Tone flat.

"Therefore, I have set a few small trials for all of you."

"Only those who can break through the trials I set, pass the layers of selection, and finally stand before me, will be qualified to inherit my Heirloom Vessel!"

"Rest assured, my Heritage will never disappoint you!"

At this moment, Miao Linfeng's eyes glittered with Excitement.

The breakthrough of strength she had pursued all her life, the Heritage of the Heavenly Eye Martial Sovereign, was a once‑in‑a‑lifetime opportunity for her.

Lin Qinghan felt the same.

Although Qingxiao Sect had deep foundations and, as a saintess, she lacked no resources.

Yet this was still the Martial Sovereign's Heritage… even grasping a single thread would be of great benefit.

Even Jiang Feng felt a slight stir in his heart at this moment.

The old man had said that every Martial Sovereign has his own Dao; he was indeed curious where the Dao of the Heavenly Eye Martial Sovereign lay.

So the three of them almost simultaneously nodded.

The phantom "seemed to have long anticipated that they would agree, showing no hint of surprise on its face, only lightly nodding."

"Very well, since you are all willing, the trial begins now."

As the words fell, he raised his right hand and swung it broadly.

Three streams of soft The Golden Light appeared out of nowhere, like meteors, landing precisely on the three heads.

The light settled on them without any discomfort; instead it felt warm, as if wrapped in a gentle energy.

Immediately, the voice of War rang again, like a massive bell, reverberating in the ears of the three.

"Alright, the first trial, named the Wen Xin Test!"

"Wen Xin Test?"

Jiang Feng and the others were startled in their hearts, and before they could react, the view before them began to flicker violently, as if bathed in relentless bright light, making the surroundings impossible to discern.

The sound at their ears gradually faded, and even the auras of Miao Linfeng and Lin Qinghan vanished without a trace.

Only a vast white glare remained, as if they were in a sea of chaos.

Jiang Feng subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he slowly opened them again, the scene before him had changed dramatically.

The vast, lofty Golden Hall was gone, replaced by a tranquil, peaceful village.

The village was small, with only a few dozen households, and the houses were built of mud and Wood, appearing simple and rustic.

Outside the village lay vast fields of farmland, where green, lush crops were planted.

Under the Old Locust Tree at the village entrance, several elders sat on Stone benches.

Not far away, on an open patch of ground, a few children were chasing and playing.

The air was filled with the fragrance of soil and the fresh scent of the crops, plus a faint smell of cooking smoke; everything felt so real.

So tranquil, so beautiful.

Jiang Feng's body jolted, his Pupils instantly contracted, and the vigilance in his eyes vanished without a trace.

Here… how could this be Here?

An uncontrollable emotion surged to his heart, Jiang Feng's eye sockets reddened in an instant, and then tears burst forth!