The seventh floor of the Hundred Races Tower was where all the peak experts of the Hundred Races Continent gathered. Every single one of them was a lord that could shake up an entire region.
Compared to the first floor, there were far fewer people on the seventh floor. It was only a tenth of the number of people on the first floor.
After all, the heavenly punishment was not that easy to overcome. Even if one had reached the peak of the realm, many experts would still die under the bombardment of the heavenly punishment.
"It's been over sixty years …"
As he walked out of the teleportation formation of the Ninth City, Feng Hao looked at the setting sun in the sky. His eyes were filled with sorrow and vicissitudes of life. He looked much more mature and steady now.
Feng Hao was only in his twenties when he entered the Hundred Clan Tower. However, he had spent over sixty years in seclusion now. However, their appearances did not change much. Sixty years was like a few days to them.
"Damn this place. It's so suffocating. Luckily, we'll be able to get out soon …"
Long Yueguan muttered gloomily. He was somewhat excited and looking forward to it.
Being able to enter the seventh floor undoubtedly meant that they had overcome seven heavenly punishments and successfully became a Seven Tribulation Great Saint. If they could get out of the seventh floor, they would become an Eight Tribulation Great Saint, the so-called peak of the Sacred Level, the highest realm in the world.
The Nine Tribulations were the limit. If they could overcome the ninth heavenly punishment, they would be able to become an Emperor.
However, no one could do it now. The Emperor Realm had become a legendary existence.
"Daddy, can we really see mother after we get out of this floor?"
Little Qing Meng was still a young girl. She held onto Feng Hao's arm and asked expectantly.
"Of course. Because Meng 'er will be able to protect mother and daddy by then."
Feng Hao said to her dotingly. His eyes were filled with gentleness and guilt.
He knew that it was very irresponsible for him to enter seclusion for decades in the Hundred Clan Tower. However, now that his identity had been exposed, it was not suitable for him to travel outside.
Although he did not receive any clear news, there were definitely many people who wanted to kill him.
At least, the experts of the Shaman Spirit Clan and the Mang Flame Clan were already waiting for him to walk into their trap.
It won't take long.
Feng Hao told himself that he would do his best to make up for the guilt of his family and wife.
"Yeah, we can finally go out."
Little Qing Meng was clearly in high spirits. Her face was filled with excitement, and her bell-like laughter immediately attracted many gazes.
As they watched this heartwarming scene, the corners of everyone's lips curled into a slight arc. At the same time, everyone was filled with anticipation.
They could finally return. Although the Hundred Clans Tower was great, it was no different from being imprisoned for them.
"Excuse me, are you Lord Feng Hao?"
Not long after, a middle-aged man walked over and asked Feng Hao.
"I am."
Feng Hao stopped smiling and put on a serious expression as he nodded to him.
After receiving confirmation, a fiery light flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Lord Feng, please follow me."
Not long after they left, people from the Asura Manor and Nine Nether Manor appeared, entering their respective courtyards.
…
"Brother Sun Jing, what's our next step?"
After sitting down in the meeting hall of the Human Emperor Manor, Feng Hao habitually asked Gongsun Jing.
"Our next step is naturally to hunt down the tower spirit."
Gongsun Jing smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.
"Hunt down the tower spirit."
Fenghao was startled and a little dazed.
"Don't embarrass me. The seventh floor is different from the previous floors. The number of rooms on the seventh floor far exceeds the number of people. What's there to fight for? Are you trying to attract hatred?"
Before he could ask the question, Elder Fen transmitted a message to him in his mind, giving him some general knowledge.
Indeed, those who could reach the seventh floor of the Hundred Clans Tower were all talented and extraordinary. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to survive the seven heavenly punishments.
Every single one of them would undoubtedly become the pillars of their respective clans. Some were even elders of their clans. It could be said that every single one of them had a powerful existence behind them. Once they were provoked, it was very likely that it would lead to a war between clans.
"So that's how it is …"
Fenghao nodded thoughtfully. He felt that it was normal.
People like them were extremely rare. After all, even Xie Yandong and the others possessed peerless divine bodies, which was why they could reach the seventh floor in a hundred years.
However, the others were different. It could be said that most of the people here were antiques who had lived for thousands of years. Naturally, they had a huge family system behind them.
"Moreover, there are no formation cores on this floor. There are only absolute forbidden zones. Every forbidden zone has at least one supreme tower spirit … Therefore, if we want to obtain the spiritual core, we have to hunt down tower spirits."
Elder Fen's next words sank Feng Hao's heart to the bottom.
Clearing the restricted areas at the eye of the formation was undoubtedly the easiest thing to do. Almost every time they cleared a restricted area, they would be able to accumulate two people's share.
But now, there were very few tower spirits because there were no formation cores. Even if a supreme tower spirit appeared, it would be hunted down by others.
Only the supreme tower spirit was a forbidden zone. No one or race dared to provoke it.
It was the same for Feng Hao.
Although he was confident in his own strength, he still had no chance of winning against a Supreme Pagoda Spirit. In fact, he might not even be able to escape.
"I'll probably have to stay on this floor for at least twenty to thirty years …"
Long Yueguan muttered, but he was not discouraged.
Compared to the others, they were very lucky to be able to rely on Feng Hao and Little Qingmeng to clear out the forbidden zones. Otherwise, if they had come to the Hundred Clan Tower by themselves, they would have needed at least twice the amount of time to achieve what they had today.
"Supreme tower spirit …"
Fenghao frowned, narrowed his eyes, and rubbed his forehead as he asked in distress, "Does anyone have any good ideas?"
The number of tower spirits was proportional to the number of people. The number of people on the seventh floor was less than a tenth of the number on the first floor. In other words, the number of tower spirits on the seventh floor was only a tenth of the number on the first floor.
Moreover, this included the tower spirits in the forbidden zones.
There were even fewer in the outside world …
If he wanted to hunt enough for ten people, he would need at least a few decades.
He could not afford that.
"It's said that the Void God stayed in this level for twelve years before he walked out …"
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