Footsteps sounded softly, and then thumped again.
On the stairs leading to the upper level, there were several figures covered in light walking slowly.
There were eight figures in total, and among these figures there were sounds of breathing and grinding of teeth.
There are five people who have cultivated in Yangzhao. It is extremely difficult to walk on the stairs at this moment.
This is their limit, and climbing to this floor is their limit. It may not even be possible to get to...the upper level.
But there is a belief in their hearts that they want to know whether a certain person can reach a higher level.
In front of them, there was a figure several feet away from them.
This figure walked at a slow pace. But his steps were very steady, with each step rising two levels.
This is the sixty-ninth floor of Zhuxian Pavilion.
Among Xuanzhao, there are not many who can reach the 69th floor of Zhuxian Pavilion, but there are also many.
Those who can be called the pride of heaven can even step on the 69th floor. But the seventieth floor is the watershed. In tens of billions of years and the Canghai Mirror has been opened thousands of times, no more than a hundred Xuanzhao monks have climbed to the seventieth floor, and no more than three have climbed to the seventy-fifth floor.
These three people have all become the top people in Cangyuntian. One of them has become the strongest ancestor of the Ancient Immortal Sect.
That person is Yan Zun who created the myth of invincibility four billion years ago. As for the other two, they are even older. There is no way to test it.
But when these three people entered the seventy-fifth floor, they were all in the Xuanzao realm. But the people they followed were just transformed gods.
A monk who transforms into gods ascends to the pavilion of immortals. Going straight to the 69th floor is contrary to common sense.
In the Immortal Pavilion, the distance between one floor and the next is no more than a thousand feet. The one-story pavilion is no more than a hundred feet long. But this hundred feet is like a celestial being. Blocked tens of thousands of monks.
Therefore, they wanted to see if this unconventional person could reach the seventy-fifth floor.
There was a muffled groan, followed by a heavy backwards sound.
The steps recede and the steps are heavy.
Some people couldn't bear the pressure of the sixty-nine levels, so they ran backwards under the radiance pouring from their bodies, and finally fell heavily to the ground while coughing up blood.
"This is my limit... I have stopped at the sixty-seventh floor. If it were not for a single belief, I would not have reached this level if I wanted to see how far this god-forming monk could reach. "
This was a Yangzhao monk who was originally on the sixty-seventh floor choosing exercises. Later, he saw a famous monk who transformed into gods ascending the steps. He went straight to the upper floor without stopping for a moment.
In shock, he followed involuntarily. Climbing two floors in a row was something he didn't even expect.
"Although I am a little unwilling to stop at the sixty-ninth level. I know in my heart...my talent is not extremely superior. Although I am called a genius by outsiders, there are many geniuses in the world, but they are only half a point better than ordinary people."
"This person has reached the seventieth level with the realm of transformation. If he reaches the level, he is the real genius! He is not a self-proclaimed person or what outsiders call him."
"People like this! No longer need any title!"
"Don't worry, I will take your place to witness the miracle." Someone said, this is the person with the highest cultivation level among the eight people. It is already the fifth step of Amaterasu.
But it was extremely difficult for him to climb this level.
This man gritted his teeth and relied on only a single belief. I want to witness the rise of a myth.
Although they were shocked in their hearts, the figure walking away silently shocked them, and at the same time, there was a bright light in the scenery.
This man is indeed a monk who transforms into gods, and his aura cannot be faked. Never in history has there been such a stunning person.
However, they saw it.
How could this not make people feel excited?
The figure still climbed upwards without any pause.
Time passed by breath by breath, and finally someone couldn't hold on anymore. That chasm cannot be touched after all.
The other four Yangzhao powerhouses retreated from the steps one after another and fell back to the sixty-eighth floor.
Only three Amaterasu remained.
But the three Amaterasu were gritting their teeth. There were big beads of sweat dripping under the light. It fell continuously from the forehead and cheeks.
The beads of sweat evaporated in the glow before they even landed on the steps.
At this time, it was seventy floors away. There are only more than thirty steps left.
These thirty steps were already a thousand or even ten thousand times more difficult for them than walking hundreds of millions of miles in one breath.
The road is difficult to travel, and the heart is difficult to strengthen. Finally, with a muffled groan. Someone else stepped back down the steps, bleeding profusely amid the surge of light.
The demonic clone walked slowly, not paying any attention to the following or retreating of those behind him.
For him, whether these people can keep up is irrelevant to him.
After more than thirty steps, the demonic clone finally stepped on the seventieth floor.
He looked back and saw no one behind him. The last two Amaterasu monks who persisted persisted all the way. However, Naihe's strength was still not enough, and he finally retreated downstairs.
The demonic clone quickly turned around and looked around.
This is the seventieth floor. After he ascended this level, his radiance increased several times, making it even more dazzling. The weight it carries is also stronger.
It's just that I still don't feel anything about the demonic clone.
"Master Jian, how long can you last?" The demonic clone looked down at its own glory and asked.
He was able to do it without any effort, naturally not because of his own strength.
If you rely on yourself, let alone the seventieth level. Even the sixtieth floor is difficult. Even if he reaches his feet, he can only stop here like Aoki.
He was able to reach this point only with the help of the magic sword behind him and the sword spirit in the sword.
"On the seventyth floor, you can reach the realm of Nirvana. When you reach the eightyth floor, you will reach the realm of annihilation. On the ninetyth floor, you have to be empty to enter. Between the ninetyth floor and the hundredth floor, there are divine passages. But even the Donghua thief, It also stopped at the ninety-eighth floor back then."
"In the Ancient Immortal Court, the five Immortal Kings are above the ninety-fifth floor and below the ninety-eighth floor. No one can log in to the upper two floors except the Immortal Lord."
The demonic clone's eyes flashed and he said: "Will the most powerful magical power be above the ninety-eighth level?"
"It's not above the ninety-eighth floor. It's on the eighty-fifth floor. It just wanders in the air and is extremely difficult to capture. Otherwise, no one would have gotten it until now."
"If someone hadn't touched that object and attracted the most powerful aura, Master Jian, I would have thought it was just empty talk."
The demonic clone bowed his head slightly. He said softly: "Eighty-fifth floor?"
Sword Spirit smiled and said: "Don't worry, since Master Jian asked you to seize that thing, he will certainly be able to send you to the eighty-fifth floor."
"Although Master Jian's strength has plummeted, his realm is still there. With this empty realm, I can certainly send you up."
The demonic clone nodded and said, "Thank you Master Jian."
"Between you and me, why do we need to talk about this? After you receive my master's inheritance, Master Jian, I will treat you as my younger brother. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Jian."
"..."
The demonic clone ignored it and just glanced around.
It is even hazier here, but in the eyes of the demonic clone who is now in the Tao realm, it cannot block his sight.
Most of the spiritual materials stored in this seventieth floor have never been seen by the demonic clones. But judging from the halo of scattered waves, the quality is undoubtedly very high.
The demonic clone's eyes are extremely hot. Unfortunately, he can only capture one thing from the Immortal Pavilion. Otherwise, the demonic clone would have already taken advantage of them.
He just glanced at it and continued to climb upward.
Although with every step, the brilliance piles up. But under the light layer, there was billowing black mist constantly surging from the sword body.
The bright ink light is mixed with ribbons, and the strands are melted into each other, making the brilliance thick but without any weight.
The demonic clone walked all the way without stopping for a moment. I didn’t meet any monks either.
Until on the seventy-fifth floor. It elicited several exclamations.
There are three people here. The three of them were sitting cross-legged. After accumulating strength and wanting to recuperate, he climbed to the seventy-sixth floor in one go and obtained magical powers.
"Middle stage of Nirvana." Sword Spirit spoke via voice transmission.
The three figures enveloped by the light have all reached the middle stage of Nirvana, otherwise they would not have been able to reach the seventy-fifth floor.
The demonic clone's eyes moved. This was the person with the highest cultivation level he had ever encountered in the inner realm. His aura was several times more powerful than that of the old man outside Zhuxian Pavilion.
After the three nirvana masters felt the aura of the newcomer, their hearts were pounding with horror.
"Monk of Transformation!"
They did not expect that the cultivator of the Transformation God could reach such a high level in Zhuxian Pavilion.
The three Nirvana monks saw the man without any pause and continued walking towards the upper steps.
"You two...have you ever seen a monk who transformed into a god ascend to the Seven Numbers Pavilion that only Nirvana is eligible to enter?"
A powerful voice spoke in a trembling voice, and one could clearly hear the heavy breathing.
No one answered, and the answer was obviously no. Otherwise, I wouldn't be shocked by this.
"It's very possible... that this person has hidden his cultivation. In fact, he has reached the peak of Nirvana! I don't know if this person can reach the seventy-sixth floor."
The three nirvana masters all stood up and took a few steps to reach the steps so that they could see the road above.
What they saw was that the man was calm all the way. It seems that climbing up the stairs is simple and easy.
However, in their sight, there was no trace of the previous person.
Until half an hour later, no one from above returned. They definitely believed that the man had reached the seventy-sixth floor, which they would most likely not be able to reach.
But at the next moment, the entire level suddenly shook violently.
Not only this floor, but almost all the attic floors were shaking violently. It seemed like it was about to collapse. Making it difficult to stand up straight.
Everyone was shocked!
This is not only true outside the Immortal Pavilions, but also inside the Immortal Pavilions.
"Someone... climbed to the eightieth floor."
There is light rising. Like fireworks, all the fog has been dispelled, leaving only clarity.
Starting from the eightieth floor, it continues to the seventy-ninth floor, and goes down layer by layer. The lights shine brightly.
There is nothing better than this for thousands of lights.
At this moment, a hundred-story tower towering into the sky appeared in Canghai. It's as long as ten thousand feet.
Fireworks burn for eighty. The Immortal Pavilions are completely connected to the ancient Immortal Courtyard from another world, and appear in people's sight.
There was another exclamation, and fireworks surged toward the top of the tower.
The eighty-first floor of Zhuxian Pavilion suddenly lit up.
(There may not be any updates these days, and I don’t have half the energy. For me, the most beloved woman in the world, my grandma, left me forever three days ago.)
