His words were still ringing in Yun Yang's ears, but King Yanluo had already disappeared from this realm.
Yun Yang was left alone in the Supreme Heaven Pavilion.
Standing on the fourth level and looking at the stairs leading to the fifth level, Yun Yang's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn. He dared not be careless.
Unlike the previous levels, the Spirit Fog Man that appeared on this level was no longer simply attacking with his fists and legs. Instead, he was using weapons.
The sharpness of the spiritual Qi blades was incomparable to the fists and palms. The damage to the physical body was greatly increased, and the attacks were ruthless and exquisite. It was only the first contact, but Yun Yang was already at a disadvantage. He had no choice but to muster all his strength to destroy the Spirit Fog Man wielding the spiritual Qi sabers and swords.
Yun Yang sucked in a deep breath and pulled out the Divine Edge quietly. The spirit fog being who had only taken the first step in the fourth level had already forced him to give it his all. If he did not fight back with his saber, he would be courting death.
Currently, the lethality of the spiritual Qi blades had increased exponentially. It was a situation that no one had ever set foot in or experienced since the beginning of time in the Bound of Universe. Yun Yang could not be sure where the limit of the Spirit Fog Man's lethality could go, but he dared not fight it with his physical body like before. If the spiritual Qi blades' power were beyond imagination, it was not impossible for him to be dismembered by a series of saber and sword attacks. It was better to be careful.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
Clang, clang …
Yun Yang stood at the edge of the stairs, not retreating even half a step. The saber in his hand was impenetrable as he moved forward step by step. If one were to look from below, it would look like a mountain of swords and sabers, shrouding Yun Yang in an overwhelming manner.
In the surroundings, there were countless saber lights and sword lights that formed out of thin air. They were like mercury that poured onto the ground, penetrating through all the openings that they could find.
Yun Yang executed Saber Truth: Destiny Blade, focusing on forcing his way up. He was invincible in front of him, and he was invincible in his heart as well. However, despite being invincible, Yun Yang still felt a sense of pride as if he was going to fight the world alone.
The difficulty of this level was unprecedentedly high. For the challengers, it was not related to their cultivation, soul, divine sense, or any other aspect of comprehension. What this level helped them was to strengthen their martial skills from the very foundation!
Yun Yang executed the Divine Edge over and over again, slashing out again and again to protect himself, leaving no openings. Each time he executed it, the result was only half a step forward. He might not be able to advance even half a step further, because after this half a step, he would have to endure even more attacks when he wanted to move forward again.
Yun Yang could only swing his saber continuously, defending perfectly and attacking with all his might.
But every time he executed the Saber Will Technique of Heaven's Will, he felt the pressure from the Supreme Heavenly Pavilion increase by a notch!
As the stalemate continued, Yun Yang found it difficult to cope with such a high tempo and high density of consumption, even though he was constantly gaining new insights and experiences. In this helpless situation, Yun Yang could only attack continuously to slow down the man in the fog's attack. Other than the Saber Will, Saber Truth, which almost drained his entire cultivation base, So What Harm Slaughtering The World!
His mystical Qi would be depleted every time he used the Slaughtering the World, and he could only use the Endless Divine Art's spiritual energy to withstand it. However, the Slaughtering the World could definitely stop the incoming attack temporarily once it was used, allowing Yun Yang to catch his breath and give himself a little more room to breathe. This allowed the Endless Divine Art and Saber Truth: Destiny Blade to turn more leisurely. When the Saber Truth: Destiny Blade was fully executed, his mystical Qi would be more or less recovered.
It was fortunate that he had two cultivation method systems and two sets of famous techniques. Otherwise, he might not have been able to hold on.
"The fourth level's setup is simply bullying …" Yun Yang gritted his teeth and charged forward with all his might, cursing inwardly. With the current intensity of the attack, the King of Hell would not even be able to stand on the first step, let alone the seventh step!
If it were Yun Yang, however, the force would be just as strong! Was this not bullying?
The force of the oncoming attack was too strong; there was almost no room for resistance.
Yun Yang, who was directly involved, could clearly feel that his saber skill was showing an extraordinary improvement under the pressure that surpassed his limits. Often, he could unleash a new understanding of a technique that his thoughts could not reach with a wave of his hand. In spite of this, the attack on the steps was changing at every moment. As Yun Yang grew stronger, so did the attacks. Yun Yang, who had always been slightly weaker, could do nothing but stare helplessly, unable to pass.
The stalemate lasted for a full two hours. Yun Yang, who had expended a tremendous amount of effort and felt as if his body had been emptied many times over, finally reached the eighth level. He stayed there for four hours, swinging his saber without stopping. There was no purpose, just for the sake of swinging his saber.
It was not until a moment of inspiration flashed in his mind, or perhaps the saber in his hand had inexplicably broken through a realm of saber, that Yun Yang finally stepped forward again, stepping into the ninth level zone.
By the time Yun Yang's two feet reached the fifth level, he was no longer radiant or reborn. Instead, he had turned into a pile of mud, just short of collapsing on the ground.
Even though he was trying his best to maintain his standing posture, he knew his condition the best. He could clearly feel that every inch of his bones had become as soft as cotton; especially his arms, he could not even lift up his saber.
If it were not for the fact that the spirit fog people around him had stopped attacking and turned into dense spiritual Qi to forcefully infuse into his powerless body, Yun Yang would probably have collapsed on the ground.
Emmie, the constant cheat, was also exhausted. The spiritual Qi blade formation that it faced earlier was very different from before. There was no spiritual Qi to replenish itself, and it relied on Emmie to extract a large amount of mystical Qi from its deific consciousness space to replenish itself. The dense spiritual Qi that gathered now was probably the reward for successfully withstanding the spiritual Qi blade attack.
The soreness throughout his body had long reached its peak. Just as he was relieved from the previous attack, the strong attack came again.
His mind was swollen and dizzy; it was a sign of overusing his brain.
"It's only nine steps … but I've swung my saber more than a million times when I charged up!" Yun Yang thought about it and felt that the number was rather shocking.
What kind of cruel training was this?!
Despite the rapid improvement, to the point where Yun Yang felt like he had ascended to heaven in a single bound, he did not want to go through such a cultivation process again, even with Yun Yang's tolerance level.
At least, he did not want to go through it again in a short period of time!
A million full-force swings!
If it were not for his Saint cultivation base, the advancement of his previous cultivation base, and Emmie's replenishment, he would have died of exhaustion many times over if he were a Saint Lord cultivator or a half-Saint cultivator instead.
It had been too long since Yun Yang had felt this feeling of exhaustion, but he had felt it too many times just now!
It was a state where he could fall into a deep slumber if he closed his eyes.
Once he fell asleep, it meant that he had failed. He could only focus more on the fight, and as he fought, he would realize that he was no longer tired. Then, he would start to feel exhausted again in a very short period of time …
"If I really kill people … even if I only kill one person with each slash … I'll have to kill at least a million people today …"
Yun Yang felt his right arm that seemed to have completely lost contact with him and chuckled bitterly.
It was no wonder that the Supreme Heaven Pavilion's selection was so difficult. No one had ever passed it since the beginning of time in the Bound of Universe.
There were no unexpected checkpoints, no competitors, and no special design. But from the moment he entered, he felt that there was nothing special about it.
However, from the moment he entered, the test had already begun. It was a challenge of endurance in all aspects!
Physical body, soul, deific consciousness … it was a challenge of endurance in all aspects.
Towards the end, it was no longer a simple test of endurance. There was also comprehension – the comprehension of one's cultivation method and techniques.
Temperament, intelligence, perseverance, comprehension … it was impossible to lack any one of them!
For the first time in Yun Yang's life, he had cultivated to a point where he did not even want to continue. One could only imagine the weight of this.
When he stepped into the boundary of the fifth level, Yun Yang could not help but feel the importance of accumulation. There was no other reason. After Yun Yang had recovered his cultivation base, he had calmed himself down and allowed the rich spiritual Qi to settle in his body for a full sixteen hours!
It was not that Yun Yang did not want to continue to cultivate and reap more benefits, but the rich spiritual Qi was not truly endless. After sixteen hours of forceful infusion, there was no more of it. It was gone!
Or perhaps … it had been completely used up?
The spiritual Qi Blade earlier was extremely exhausting; was this to make up for the depletion?
"My current cultivation base, be it my deific consciousness, mystical Qi, or spiritual power, has increased by at least a fold compared to when I first stepped into the first level of Supreme Heaven Pavilion!"
"In terms of combat power, the increment is even greater, at least three times …"
Yun Yang had always been clear about his own ability. After a comprehensive assessment, his current assessment was not blindly arrogant. In fact, this assessment of three times was actually a humble way of saying it.
"I wonder what should I train in the sixth level?"
Yun Yang focused on the staircase that connected the fifth and sixth levels.
Perhaps the spiritual fog had really been depleted just now, that was why there was no reaction when he reached the staircase. Yun Yang was still trying carefully, pressing lightly on the first step with one hand. There was nothing out of the ordinary …
As Yun Yang pondered, he stood in front of the staircase to calm himself down. After adjusting his condition, he finally took a step forward …
However …
There was still no change until he reached the ninth step. The situation stunned Yun Yang and he did not know what to do.
He didn't encounter anything and easily reached the sixth floor!
Other than the forceful infusion of spiritual Qi, there was no other setup or test between the fifth and sixth levels! There was no checkpoint!
This realization made Yun Yang feel like he was dreaming.
How could this be?
He had already decided to endure three days and three nights on this staircase.
Yet, there was nothing at all.
It was like … he had already taken off his pants but you did not prepare anything for him. What were you thinking?
However, how could he not move forward when there was a smooth path ahead?
He easily ascended to the sixth floor.
When he stood on the sixth level, however, Yun Yang was even more bewildered.
It was within his expectations. The spiritual fog figures that were everywhere did not appear; there were no blades of spiritual Qi nor were there any kicks and punches.
Could it be that he had absorbed too much spiritual Qi on the fifth level just now and the excessive consumption had caused no spiritual fog figures to fight on the sixth level?
An extremely strange conclusion popped up in Yun Yang's heart. However, as he looked around, he gradually calmed down.
What he saw around him were walls that were no different from an ordinary tower. The space of the sixth level could be seen in a single glance.
The staircase to the seventh level was not far away; it only took three steps to reach it.
"Strange."
Looking at everything on the sixth level, Yun Yang dared not be careless. He searched bit by bit, but after repeated checks, there was indeed nothing, not even a speck of dust.
Eh?
Yun Yang turned around swiftly.
He saw that in a corner that he had just patrolled, there was actually a desk that had appeared.
It was a very, very small study table, just like the table that a three-year-old child would sit on. Behind the table was a small stool.
"What is this?"
Yun Yang walked over cautiously, step by step. He instantly realized that the key to the sixth level was probably on this study table and stool.
When Yun Yang was within three feet of the study table, almost within reach of his hand …
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out, "What are you looking at?"
Yun Yang was taken aback.
Then, he saw a person appear out of thin air on the small stool in front of the study table. It was a child who looked to be only three or four years old.
A little boy.
At this very moment, the child was staring at him with a pair of big, innocent eyes that had a clear distinction between black and white.
Yun Yang felt his mind blur. Suddenly, a thought popped into his head. Did he know this child?
However, Yun Yang could not recall any impression or memory of this child, no matter how hard he searched through his memories.
Then, what was going on?
"What are you looking at?" the boy asked again.
Yun Yang was taken aback, slightly confused. "Hmm … What are you looking at?"
The child answered, "Can't you see? I'm reading a book."
Yun Yang asked, "Reading a book? What book? "
Yun Yang asked. "Do you want to read as well?"
Yun Yang thought about it and said, "If I do, can you show me?"
The child smiled innocently and said, "Sure, come and see."
Yun Yang did not move. "What's your name?"
The boy answered, "I – I'm Seventy-Five."
"Seventy-Five?"
Yun Yang was stunned.
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