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Chapter 1445

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Everyone who entered the Supreme Heaven Pavilion had different experiences and each had their own future. Yun Yang felt his vision blur before he found himself in a strange space.

As he looked around, Yun Yang saw countless stars shining densely above his head, but there was only a weak light in front of him. He could barely see, but when he stretched out his hand, he could not see his fingers. It was so dark that he could not even see his own fingers.

However, he could feel a sense of stability beneath his feet.

At this moment and place, the power of his deific consciousness had been completely blocked. Even Yun Yang's Saint-level deific consciousness was completely suppressed and rendered useless. His cultivation base and mystical Qi were still surging and flowing, but he could not use any of it at all.

Fortunately, his martial artist's intuition was still there. Yun Yang could clearly feel that his surroundings were empty, as if no one else was nearby.

"It looks like everyone won't gather together after coming in, but will go their own way? Why would Dongfang Haoran and the rest be worried that I would harm their disciples? "

At this moment, a scream came from afar, but the sound was distant, as if it came from a different time and space.

"That sounds like … the sound of Lie Kuangfeng?"

Yun Yang was stunned. What had he encountered? Why hadn't he encountered anything?

As he pondered, the faint light in front of him changed subtly. Looking towards the direction of the light, a small path appeared, and the other end of the path seemed to be a flight of stairs.

Was that … a flight of stairs?

Did they not say that the way to enter the Supreme Heaven Pavilion was to go up the stairs step by step? Was that the way?

Yun Yang did not doubt it and walked towards the light.

He had only taken two steps when a gust of wind suddenly blew. Two silhouettes formed from spiritual fog appeared on both sides of him, attacking him with a strong gust of wind.

Although Yun Yang had mystical Qi that was at the pinnacle of this world and his internal breath was surging, he was restricted by the current atmosphere and could not use it. He could only defend himself against the attack.

Bam, bam, bam …

Punches, kicks, palms, and legs rained down on Yun Yang like raindrops. Yun Yang frowned, but his frown soon relaxed.

What? They could not break through his defense at all.

Yun Yang knew that he would lose if he continued to defend, so he did not slow down. Braving the rain-like blows, he strode forward.

Bang bang bang bang …

Yun Yang stood firm like a mountain as he strode forward. With each step he took, the attacking shadows on both sides would dissipate abruptly, turning into spiritual fog that melted into Yun Yang's body.

About a dozen steps forward, Yun Yang had already come to the front of the first step.

It was also after arriving at this position that Yun Yang could clearly feel that his cultivation base had increased by ten percent in this short stretch of road.

Do not underestimate a mere 10% improvement!

Any cultivator who improved their cultivation base by ten percent was no different from being reborn, as if they were a completely different person. Furthermore, Yun Yang had now advanced to the Saint level. Ten percent of a Saint cultivator's cultivation base was equivalent to the full cultivation base of a third-level Saint Lord!

He had only walked a few dozen steps in total, yet he had such a huge improvement. It was not just a miracle, it was simply a miracle!

A sign more miraculous than a miracle. If it wasn't a miracle, then what was it?!

Walking to the front of the steps, Yun Yang, who realized his improvement, felt a little regretful. Why did he not walk slower? Why did he take such big strides?

Fortunately, this miracle was far from the end. According to Dongfang Haoran and the others, there were still a few more sections and levels to go!

Yun Yang continued his journey forward, lifting his foot gently to step on the first step. Just as his foot touched the ground, he felt a piercing pain at the bottom of his foot.

It felt like there were hundreds and thousands of needles piercing into his bones. The pain was excruciating and penetrated deep into his bones.

Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath. Without changing his original intention, he stepped on the step without hesitation, firm and steady.

When both his feet landed on the first step at the same time, the pain of his feet being pierced by thousands of needles multiplied. The excruciating pain that penetrated deep into his bones could no longer be described; it was as if his soul was convulsing. His heart was in turmoil, but Yun Yang's expression did not change. He continued to walk up step by step without hesitation, taking big strides forward steadily and steadily.

Yun Yang climbed up the nine steps steadily. Not only did his expression change, even his gaze did not change.

At the same time, Lie Kuangfeng and the others were either in the passageway before the stairs or on the stairs. Their screams rose and fell. It wasn't that they wanted to lose their composure, it was just that it was too painful … It was so painful that they couldn't bear it at all. Screaming was the only effective way for them to vent or reduce their own sensations. What they needed right now wasn't to block it, but to persevere!

Furthermore, they had only passed the first step!

With each step they went up, the pain would only intensify. Mountains of blades and seas of fire came one after another, and they could not use any cultivation base to resist the pain. They had to endure it with their bodies.

Was this the path that a human should take?

Not only them, but King Yama was also cursing on the other side of the stairs.

F * ck, I'm a soul without a physical body now. Physical attacks should be completely useless against me, but what's the feeling of my soul being pierced like this?

In spite of this, King Yama's situation was obviously much better than the other four. He had already reached the seventh level and was about to go up.

Other than Yun Yang, the one who had the easiest time was not King Yama, but the Eagle King.

The Eagle King was a mystical beast, so his physical body was much stronger than a human's. Now that he had transformed into his true form, the form of an eagle, his resistance was even stronger. Although he could not spread his wings and soar, the area that his talons had to bear was much smaller than the others, so the pain he had to endure was naturally reduced.

One of Yun Yang's feet was already on the ninth step, he could already see the boundless fog of the second level. However, just as his other foot was about to leave the ninth step, there was a sudden rumble from above. A gigantic foot was coming towards him.

Yun Yang was already prepared for this. Both his hands were placed in front of his eyes, blocking the incoming force. Although his body could not help but lean back, both his feet had still stepped into the second level. Then, his body was suspended in the air for a moment before he turned back bit by bit.

Yun Yang thought to himself that it was a close shave. If it were not for Dongfang Haoran's warning, he might have failed miserably just now and lost the selection.

Stepping onto the second level and taking his first step, there were indeed Spiritual Fog Assassins coming at him from both sides. The sounds of attacks rang again, but he was still passively receiving the attacks without being able to retaliate.

In spite of this, Yun Yang deliberately slowed down his pace.

He allowed the Spiritual Fog Assassins to attack him.

Such a state of slowing down was like, 'I've always lifted my foot, but I have to take a long time before I can land my foot. I'm only moving bit by bit; at most, I'm just a little slower …'

'I'll let you guys hit me all you want!'

Then, Yun Yang realized that the light in the second level was much brighter, causing the surroundings to appear hazy. It was a stark contrast to the time when he could not even see his own fingers in front of him. He could even see white spots protruding from the ground at the bottom of the steps in front of him.

Other than the path that was illuminated by the light, the surroundings were extremely empty; there was no end in sight. It was as if there were nine steps slanted eerily on a boundless plain, connecting to another space.

Just as Yun Yang's first step was about to land on the ground, the Eagle King was the first to pop his head out from the other side. He was at the same level as Yun Yang; once he appeared, he cried out, "It hurts so much …"

Then, he plopped down on the ground and reverted to his human form, massaging his feet without any intention of moving forward.

A moment later, King Yanluo jumped up. "No wonder they refused to come. They have to suffer like this … It's tormenting me to death."

He then began to rub his feet as well, all over his body, everywhere.

"I feel like I'm being dismembered …"

Half a cup of tea's time later, Lie Kuangfeng and the others popped their heads out as well, their lips pale and their faces pale. They were shivering from head to toe as they rubbed their bodies to activate their blood vessels, just like Ying Yan and Yun Yang.

When they finally caught their breaths and looked at Yun Yang who was being beaten up, their faces were filled with gloating and even a tinge of relief. 'We thought you were so awesome, you should have gone to the third level by now, but you're still dawdling here. Look at your movements, you can't even take a step forward after a long time. It's the textbook version of difficulty in taking a step forward …'

When the few of them felt that they had rested enough and began to move forward against the beating, Yun Yang had only taken his fourth step.

After a while, Huan Wenyuan and the others could not help but feel motivated when they saw that Yun Yang was still stuck in the initial stage of difficulty.

There was only one flight of steps leading up on the second level. Some were near while others were far away, and Yun Yang was right in the middle.

Seeing that Yun Yang seemed to be at a disadvantage, the few of them gathered their strength and pushed forward bravely against the beating. Not long after, they rushed to Yun Yang's front.

Among them, Huan Wenyuan was the furthest in front. He was the first to step on the end of the flight of steps, at the protruding spot that was glowing white on the ground.

Just as Huan Wenyuan touched the protruding spot, he suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. Then, many Spirit Fog Men swarmed up from the side, punching and kicking even more ferociously than before. Huan Wenyuan was sent flying from the ground.

As he floated in the air, he was beaten up along the way. Hu hu hu … he was beaten all the way back!

Along the way back, Huan Wenyuan's screams were heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching. It was truly a tragic sight.

This round of beatings continued until he arrived at the entrance of the staircase on the first floor before finally stopping. As soon as he arrived there, the numerous Spirit Mistmen that had attacked him in groups had suddenly vanished, and they transformed back into dense mist.

However, Huan Wenyuan was already bruised and swollen, no longer in human form.

During this period of time, the spiritual fog that had seeped into his body during the journey to the second level had all come out. It was unknown whether it was forcefully extracted or stripped away for some other reason.

But in the end, it was equivalent to being beaten up for nothing.

Huan Wenyuan was moaning on the ground. His eyes were so swollen that there was only a slit left. His entire body looked like it had been cut by a thousand knives. His strong and straight body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, he had become a big fat man.

The others were stunned when they saw the change. They were so frightened that they did not dare to take another step forward.

"Brother Huan …"

Lie Kuangfeng's position was also relatively close to the white protruding point. Seeing Huan Wenyuan's miserable state, he was so frightened that he retracted his foot. However, as he retracted his foot, the spiritual fog energy that he had absorbed was reduced by a third, and it came out of his body with a whoosh.

However, he did not care about this at this moment. He asked in a deep voice, "Brother Huan, what's the situation?"

Huan Wenyuan groaned and said while lying on the ground, "That protruding stone is very strange … Not only is it slippery, but it also has an abnormally strong rotational force. The harder you step on it, the harder it is to stand firmly …"

Hearing this, the few of them immediately became even more cautious.

The Wind Piercing Sky Arrow, who was the closest, had no choice but to shoot. His left foot stabilized his body with a Thousand Kilograms Drop, and his right foot tentatively stepped on it.

Everyone watched the subsequent development attentively. They obviously wanted to see the clues and make sure that they could succeed in one fell swoop when they stepped on it.

At the right time, Feng Potian's right foot touched the white light like a dragonfly skimming on the water.

Then … Feng Potian's whole body spun in the air like a top.

After spinning a dozen or so times, his whole body prostrated on the ground, face down. This was the classic famous technique, Dog Gnawing Style!

Feng Potian had just let out a muffled groan when he was already sent flying by the group of spirit mist people. As he was beaten, the spiritual fog energy that his body had absorbed was also beaten out.

Just like Huan Wenyuan, Feng Potian was beaten back to the staircase like a kite with its string cut. Following in Huan Wenyuan's footsteps, his entire body was swollen like a big fatty. Everyone was dumbstruck and speechless.

"What's going on?" Eagle King asked loudly.

"The lighter the force, the greater the rebound and slip force …" Feng Potian muttered. His words were unclear. Most likely, all his teeth had been beaten out, so he really couldn't speak clearly.

Hearing this, everyone was completely stunned.

It didn't work to step on it, and it didn't work to touch it lightly either. What was he supposed to do?

Next, Lie Kuangfeng and Lan Ting tested it separately, but they were also beaten back in an instant.

The four of them sprawled on the ground, their bodies swollen. They looked at each other. Back then, their master and the others had even gone up to the third level. Could it be that they could only stop at the second level?

However, this slippery stone … how could they pass it?

For a time, no one dared to move rashly, and the sounds of beating couldn't help but grow louder. The few of them fell into the awkward situation of being beaten on the spot, unable to move an inch.

However, Lan Ting and the others would rather be beaten than move forward. All of them turned to look at Yun Yang.

King Yanluo chuckled. His body was beaten until the fog was seeping out, but he still chuckled and said, "Lord Supreme Cloud, why don't you try it first? Help us open the way? "

Yun Yang rolled his eyes. "Why don't you let me try it first when there's something good?"

King Yanluo chuckled. "You're strong, how can we compare to you? Not just me, these young brothers here are also waiting for you to explore the way for us … After all, you're … this."

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up.

Lan Ting took the opportunity to flatter Yun Yang. "Lord Supreme Cloud, before we came in, Master has repeatedly instructed that everything should be decided by Lord Supreme Cloud. This young one will be eternally grateful if Lord Supreme Cloud can bear the burden. "

"Thank you, Lord Supreme Cloud!" The others said in unison.

"Alright, I'll go and try now." Yun Yang did not waste any more time. Instead, he picked up his pace and walked over while enduring the beating of the spirit fog man.

Before this drastic change in attitude, he strode forward with large strides, his body unwavering. The spirit fog man's beatings did not seem to affect him at all.

Bam, bam, bam …

Yun Yang sprinted all the way and reached the end of the stairs in no time. One more step and he would be at the glowing white stone.

Everyone's eyes were glued to him.

… …

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