Another Daolord

"This 'Omega Dao'," Ji Ning began to say, but he was interrupted.

"Don't ask any questions. If you pass the second trial, you'll learn about it… and if you fail, you aren't worth of learning about it." The white-bearded elder remained as cold and distant as ever: "You are a Daolord. To pass the second trial, you need merely face and pass through ten of the weakest Emperors here. As long as you can make it to the palace gates up ahead, you'll have passed. Also… your golem is not permitted to interfere. If it does, it'll count as your loss."

Ning nodded slowly. "Understood."

The white-haired old man transformed into an illusory blur, flying across the entire plaza and landing in front of the gates of the palace. There, he watched what would unfold with calmness.