(I'm moving today, but the Six Paths won't stop updating. I stayed up late last night to write an extra chapter.)
About ten breaths after Chu Mu turned into a golden dot and disappeared, Lifeless Jing also turned into a golden dot and flew into the bronze sword stele. After another three breaths, Tong Tianming also turned into a golden dot and disappeared into the sword stele.
"You guys are dead too?" A swordsman trembled and looked around with a pale face. When he saw the others not far away, he immediately exclaimed. Only then did he realize that he wasn't dead.
"I feel like I've been killed …"
"Yeah, I also felt like I was split in half. What a terrifying swordsmanship." As he spoke, the swordsman trembled and his face was filled with shock.
"What's going on? How did he disappear? "Another swordsman stared at the swordsman who had turned into a golden dot and asked in shock.
"I think I understand now. The sword marks on the sword stele should be a test left behind by the Sky Dragon Sword Saint. Only by passing this test can one move forward. Otherwise, one can only stop here."
"In that case, the ones who turned into golden dots and disappeared should have passed the test, and we are the ones who didn't pass the test."
"I see. It seems that we have no fate with the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's legacy."
As soon as he finished speaking, his voice was filled with unwillingness and frustration.
"It seems that there are a dozen or so people who passed this test. I wonder who will obtain the Sky Dragon Sword Saint's legacy in the end?"
Everyone discovered that apart from the corpse on the ground, a dozen or so people had disappeared. For example, Lifeless Jing, Tong Tianming, and so on.
After a moment of silence, a swordsman suddenly asked, "How do we leave this place?"
Suddenly, a golden door appeared, as if telling everyone that they could leave through this golden door.
…
A tiny golden dot seemed to travel through time and space, appearing in the darkness. In an instant, there was a burst of light.
The golden dot landed and rapidly expanded. A figure appeared in it. It was Chu Mu.
This might be another branch palace, but unlike the previous ones, this one wasn't big. It was like a room about a hundred square meters in size. However, there was a staircase in front of them.
The golden staircase went up step by step, constantly emitting a dazzling light.
Not long after, golden spots of light appeared one after another from the void. They landed on the ground and expanded, and one figure after another appeared.
"You again!" Lifeless Thorn glanced at Chu Mu without saying a word. Tong Tianming, on the other hand, shouted at Chu Mu. However, Chu Mu's attention was completely focused on the golden staircase, so he ignored Tong Tianming.
Everyone's attention was also attracted by the golden staircase.
The golden light was dazzling, appearing very noble and gorgeous. There was also a kind of majestic and domineering aura. At the top of the last step, one could vaguely see a golden human-shaped statue.
At the bottom, there was a golden sword stele with a few words written on it — Dragon Ascension Stairs!
"Could it be that this time, we're going to charge to the very top?" A swordsman muttered. Without another word, he took a step forward and rushed towards the golden stairs. In the blink of an eye, he stepped onto the first step.
The others did not move. Their gazes all landed on that figure. Perhaps, the first swordsman to reach the golden statue would be able to obtain some benefits, but who knew?
Moreover, the golden staircase gave off an extraordinary feeling, as if it contained countless mysteries.
Of the ten-some swordsmen who were able to reach this place, some were young, such as Chu Mu, while others appeared to be in their forties. Regardless, they were all extraordinary.
At the very least, they had stood out from the hundreds of swordsmen who had entered the Sword Saint's ruins.
When that swordsman stepped onto the first golden staircase, his body paused and sank as if under heavy pressure. With a shout, he straightened his body and swiftly took a second step.
After taking three steps, this swordsman seemed exhausted and stopped. His body trembled, his hands clenched into fists, and with a shout, he took another step forward.
Chu Mu and the others could see that this swordsman's steps were somewhat slow, and his steps were also somewhat slow, as if he was facing some sort of resistance.
Step by step, this swordsman struggled to take. When he reached the tenth step, his body trembled violently. With a muffled groan, it was as if he had been slapped by an invisible hand. His entire body rolled down the golden staircase like a gourd.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face was pale. He was in a very sorry state, having suffered internal injuries. He struggled to get up, took out a healing pill, and threw it into his mouth. His expression was ugly as he stared at the golden staircase. There was a faint trace of fear in his eyes.
Compared to the other swordsmen, only he knew what he had experienced on the staircase.
No one laughed at him. Chu Mu and the others all had solemn expressions. Their pupils shrank as they stared at the golden staircase. It was as if they wanted to see through the mysteries within, but just by looking, they could not see anything.
"Brother Fang, what is so special about the staircase?" Someone could not help but ask the swordsman who had personally experienced it.
"Pressure, a pressure that is everywhere. It comes from all directions, preventing you from lifting your feet, preventing you from landing, preventing you from moving forward. That pressure is constantly pressing down on you, trying to push you down the stairs," said the swordsman with a grave expression. When he thought of that kind of pressure, his expression changed greatly.
"Pressure? Just pressure? "repeated a tall and strong swordsman.
"Can't you experience it yourself?" The swordsman named Fang frowned and replied angrily.
"Just pressure, what's there to be afraid of?" Snorted the tall and strong swordsman. He disdainfully retorted and walked towards the golden staircase. Although he said that, he still took it seriously.
He took a step forward and stepped on the first step. Instantly, a pressure descended from all directions, causing his expression to change slightly. In the next breath, he laughed loudly. "Mere pressure, what's there to be afraid of …"
Deng deng deng deng deng!
In an instant, his feet moved like wheels as he stared at the strong pressure and moved up six steps in an instant. He stood on the eighth step and paused for a moment before moving on to the ninth step.
On the fifteenth step, the swordsman was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. His body was trembling and his muscles were trembling as he tried to resist the pressure.
"I don't believe it!" His eyes were filled with hatred as he moved his feet again.
When he stepped on the twentieth step, his body shook violently as if he had been struck by lightning. He could not hold on any longer and retreated from the stairs. Because he was retreating too fast and the huge pressure, the swordsman was the first one to roll down. When he got up, he spat out a mouthful of blood and looked exhausted.
Chu Mu and the others were even more shocked.
The first swordsman had only made it to the tenth step. The second swordsman was a bit more powerful and made it to the twentieth step. However, it was only a small part of the entire staircase.
"Ninety-nine steps, there are ninety-nine steps in total. That means we have to walk through all ninety-nine steps." said a swordsman in a low voice, which made many people's hearts sink.
Walking through twenty steps was already so difficult, let alone ninety-nine.
"That's the only way to make it challenging, isn't it?" Said a cold and arrogant swordsman with a smile on his face. He slowly walked up the first step as if he was taking a stroll in the park.
As if he did not feel any pressure, the cold and arrogant swordsman did not rush up the stairs. Instead, he maintained his original pattern, taking one step at a time and one step at a time.
Soon, the cold and arrogant swordsman had crossed the twentieth step and was still going up. However, everyone could clearly see that his speed had decreased a lot. His expression was extremely serious.
When he reached the twenty-fifth step, he suddenly sped up and rushed forward continuously. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the twenty-eighth step. When he had one foot on the twenty-ninth step, it was as if he had been slapped by an invisible hand. His whole body flew backward.
When he left the stairs, the cold and arrogant swordsman immediately felt that the terrifying pressure had disappeared. He barely managed to twist his body in midair and adjusted himself. When he landed on the ground, he took seven or eight steps back before he could stabilize himself. He groaned as blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He had suffered an internal injury.
There were fourteen swordsmen who had entered this place. Now, three of them had died. Although they could continue climbing the dragon stairs, they had already failed once and were injured. There was not much hope for them to continue climbing the dragon stairs.
"It will happen sooner or later. Let me do it." A swordsman in his forties said something that did not make any sense. He rushed out like lightning, extremely fast and ferocious. It was as if he wanted to use this method to gain more momentum.
When he stepped onto the first step, his speed was slightly affected. However, under the strong momentum, his whole body was like an arrow that had been shot out from a bow.
In an instant, this middle-aged swordsman had passed through eight steps. When he stepped onto the ninth step, his body stopped and swayed slightly. Before he could stabilize himself, his whole body was about to fall down. He hurriedly took a few steps back and stood on the fifth step. After adjusting himself, he continued to step forward and endured more pressure.
In the end, this swordsman could only reach the eighteenth step with great difficulty before he could no longer move forward. Under the huge pressure, he retreated awkwardly.
The fourth person was eliminated!
The ninety-nine golden steps were like a natural barrier in front of everyone's eyes, making them feel the pressure from the bottom of their hearts.
Another swordsman walked towards the golden steps.
This swordsman was a bit stronger, but he could only last until the thirty-eighth step. He rolled down the stairs in a sorry state. Not only did he suffer internal and external injuries, but he also suffered some external injuries.
"Lifeless Thorn, do you want to go up and try?" Tong Tianming suddenly grinned and said to Lifeless Thorn in a somewhat provocative tone.
Lifeless Thorn continued to climb the ninety-nine steps as if he hadn't heard Tong Tianming's words. In response, Tong Tianming only chuckled and looked at Chu Mu. "Hey, I say, do you want to try and see if you're the first to pass again?"
Chu Mu also ignored Tong Tianming. Tong Tianming snorted coldly, hefted his sword, and strode towards the dragon stairs. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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