Ye Futian looked at Zhao Han. His face was like jade and his eyes were bright. He gave off an extraordinary feeling just by standing there.
He naturally noticed that Yun Qianmo's attitude towards Zhao Han was different from Yang Ziqi's. Clearly, Zhao Han had a higher status in the Sword Clan.
Thus, his expression was cold and his words arrogant.
He said that if he won, he wouldn't care about Yun Qianmo anymore. If he lost, he would die.
However, Yun Qianmo had agreed to be his servant. When had he ever cared?
In other words, if he won, he would win and get nothing. If he lost, he would die. How domineering.
"Do you want to consider taking back your words?" Ye Futian asked Zhao Han.
Zhao Han's gaze swept over Ye Futian. His eyes were sharp and sword intent seemed to bloom from them. He said coldly, "I never take back my words. If you don't accept it, you'll still die."
A Glory Plane cultivator didn't have the right to negotiate with him, especially one from the Hundred Lands.
Ye Futian smiled and didn't argue. He walked towards the Noble Grotto.
Yu Sheng glanced at Zhao Han coldly and followed Ye Futian's footsteps. The group headed towards the grotto.
Zhao Han's expression was indifferent. He walked towards the grotto and Yang Ziqi followed.
The surrounding people all started walking towards the stone cave.
Zhao Han had walked ten steps before. Would he be able to break through this time?
Apparently, the last three steps of the 13 Steps of Death were the most terrifying. They could take someone's life.
They looked at Ye Futian sympathetically. This genius from the Hundred Lands had extraordinary comprehension but he was probably going to die here.
The Noble Grotto was vast and majestic. Everyone spread out in different positions, ready to try with Zhao Han and Ye Futian. They also wanted to compete with each other. Only with competition would they have more motivation. It would force them to move forward with even stronger conviction.
In front of the stone cave, many extraordinary people stood there at the same time. A formless pressure spread over, and many people at the back looked forward with strange lights in their eyes.
It was rare for these geniuses to travel together. This was interesting.
Zhao Han was the most outstanding person of this generation in the Sword Clan. He was extremely talented and had made ten steps before. No one would be able to beat him this time.
Mo Fan of the Mo family from the Qianmeng area was inferior to him.
Although Li Lianyi was a woman, her talent was equally outstanding. She should also be able to perform well.
Although Yun Qianmo had agreed to be Ye Futian's servant, her own talent was not weak. Rumor had it that she had defeated Liu Yuan in the Cang Mountain Relic. However, at that time, she had comprehended the sword intent from the stone wall. Between Yun Qianmo and Liu Yuan, no one knew who was more outstanding.
Also, how would Yang Ziqi and the other geniuses of the Hundred Lands perform?
Of course, Ye Futian was a genius who had comprehended all four walls of the Cang Mountain Relic. Although the result was already decided, they still wanted to see how many steps Ye Futian could take. Could he take seven steps? If one could take seven out of the thirteen steps, it would be more than half. This meant that one's talent was exceptional. In the Qianmeng area, those who could take more than seven steps were all famous geniuses.
Ye Xiao stared at Ye Futian's group. Then he stepped forward, ready to continue. Only three steps on his first try was definitely not a good performance.
Chu Kuangren and the people of the Yunchu Nation also walked to the grotto. At the Nandou Nation's Tingfeng Banquet, he didn't even have a chance to fight. At that time, Ye Wuchen's strength made him want to avoid fighting. Now, he wanted to use this chance to secretly compete with Ye Wuchen.
Ye Futian didn't know what everyone was thinking. At this time, he stood before the grotto and felt the mysterious pressure. He sighed inwardly at the wonders of the Noble Grotto. This pressure was like the power of heaven. This power was awe-inspiring.
But now, he wanted to challenge this awesome power.
Lifting his feet, Ye Futian walked forward. He didn't use any elemental power. Instead, he walked with his body.
The stone statues in the grotto emitted a faint brilliance, and an indescribable pressure surged forth, turning into a tangible force that pressed down on him. However, this pressure was clearly not strong enough to stop his steps. He continued to walk forward, taking a leisurely stroll. Soon, he arrived before the 13 Steps of Death. The next 13 steps were the real test.
The invisible pressure kept pressing down on him. It even turned into intent power that rushed into his mind.
Not far to Ye Futian's left was Zhao Han of the Sword Clan. To his right was Yu Sheng, Yun Qianmo, and the others. Everyone had reached the 13 Steps of Death.
Dong. Beside Ye Futian, Zhao Han stepped forward. He took three steps in a row. He was extremely powerful.
After three steps, he paused and glanced at Ye Futian. Then he said to Yun Qianmo, "I hope he doesn't disappoint us too much. Otherwise, you'll seem too cheap."
With that, he took another step. Violent sword intent surged around him.
He took four steps in a row. Extremely powerful, he left everyone behind.
Ye Futian didn't care. He calmly took his first step. A formless aura emanated from his body. This step was extremely steady. His body didn't even shake.
Several stone statues lit up with light, waves of formless aura pressuring towards him. At the same time, they turned into will pressure, attacking his spiritual will in an extremely berserk manner.
The surrounding cultivators all stepped forward. The first step was no problem for the geniuses present.
Ye Futian quietly felt the power. He didn't look at anyone else. His gaze was fixed on the grotto before him. He lifted his foot and continued forward. He still didn't release any elemental power.
In the majestic grotto, a mysterious and unfathomable force descended. That force once again swept over violently, and this time, it was even stronger than before, ruthlessly smashing into his body. There was also a powerful will that rushed into his mind, and the pressure was terrifying, wanting to crush his will.
The powerful power turned into a formless gale but Ye Futian's body still didn't move. He was extremely steady. Then he took his third step. An even more powerful aura and intent came, causing his body to rumble. It was clear how powerful the power was.
Yu Sheng was beside him and synchronized with him. He also didn't release any elemental power. Instead, he used pure power. Yu Sheng was born with great strength. He was most skilled in strength. The grotto responded with the same strength.
"Three steps." Everyone in front of the grotto looked at the people stepping forward. Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Yun Qianmo, and many others had all taken three steps.
Looking at the trend, many people could continue. At least the fourth step wouldn't be difficult for them.
Ye Xiao was also on the third step. Before, he'd stopped here. This time, he had to break through.
Closing his eyes, Ye Xiao's body was surrounded by a terrifying sword intent. His spiritual will seemed to have turned into an indomitable sharp sword. He took a step forward, and a terrifying sword intent swept over, rushing into his mind. He didn't move, letting the two forces collide. Finally, he won. At this moment, Ye Xiao felt that his will had become even more powerful.
Opening his eyes, sword light flashed. He stood with a smile. He'd successfully taken his fourth step.
Before the grotto, the geniuses all stopped again. The vast and majestic grotto emanated a towering pressure. It was undefeatable.
At this moment, the strongest was still Zhao Han. He'd already taken seven steps. Then he stopped again and looked back. He glanced at Ye Futian's group behind him.
Is Zhao Han waiting for Ye Futian? Everyone wondered. He'd taken seven steps without any difficulty. Zhao Han was indeed the strongest under the Arcana Plane in the Sword Clan.
"Too slow," Zhao Han said to Ye Futian. "Where's the talent you showed in the Cang Mountain Relic?"
Ye Futian glanced at Zhao Han not far away. Then he looked away and continued to stare at the grotto. He lifted his foot and took his fourth step.
Everyone's eyes flashed. Before they could react, Ye Futian lifted his foot again and took his fifth step.
Many people stared at Ye Futian. Then, they saw Ye Futian take the sixth step.
When he stopped, an unparalleled pressure emanated from his body. It swept over everything. No matter how much the pressure bore down on him, he was still as unmoving as a mountain.
This … Everyone was shocked. They weren't surprised that Ye Futian could take six steps, but he'd taken three in a row and was still so steady. This meant he could continue. His power grew with each step he took. It was as if he could gather enough power to resist the power of the grotto.
"Boom!" A loud noise was heard. Everyone turned around and saw Yu Sheng, who was on Ye Futian's right, stomping on the ground like a violent demonic beast. He had also taken his sixth step. His entire body was filled with an extremely wild feeling of power.
Ye Wuchen's sword intent was monstrous and circled around him. He pointed forward with an indomitable will, fighting against the unstoppable pressure. He wanted to use his sword to carve out a path. When he pointed, he also took three steps and reached the sixth step.
The three of them took six steps in succession. Many people felt their hearts tremble when they looked at them.
Ye Xiao saw the scene and his expression darkened.
Six steps. He'd taken six so forcefully, but he'd only taken four.
There was a huge difference in plane between him and Ye Wuchen's group. Usually, their talents couldn't be compared. But now, it was obvious.
Even Lin Yueyao had taken her fourth step and was about to take her fifth.
Chu Kuangren didn't want to be outdone. He took six steps but it was extremely difficult for him. He felt like he'd used up all his energy and spirit. His entire body was tense.
Just then, in front of the grotto, Ye Futian moved again. He took his seventh step. No matter how violent the power attacked him, he didn't move and didn't show any signs of weakness.
"Boom." There was a loud noise. It was Yu Sheng. He'd also taken his seventh step. He glanced at Zhao Han, who'd stopped on his seventh step, his eyes cold.
Ye Wuchen's palms struck out at the same time. It was as if there were countless sharp swords flying out. His body moved with the swords. The space around him seemed to have turned into a storm of Sword Qi, annihilating everything. However, the seventh step landed steadily.
Boom! There was a loud noise. Chu Kuangren was sent flying when he reached the seventh step. Then he fell hard on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale.
Ye Xiao looked at the three figures who'd taken seven steps. He didn't have the courage to take a fifth step. Even if he did, what could he do?
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