From the Summer State all the way to the west, through the Summer State, one could reach the border of the Nine States.
Here, there was a city of miracles.
The city was not large, and there were not many cultivators, but tourists from the Nine States often came here, wanting to see the land of miracles.
At this time, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, and the Village Chief came to this land of miracles.
In front of them, there was a staircase that looked like white jade, leading all the way to the sky.
If one looked up, they could vaguely see that the staircase pierced through the clouds and extended to the sky.
It was rumored that this was the road to the Upper Worlds, the Path to Heaven.
This white jade staircase that extended to the sky was 108,000 feet high, reaching the sky. It was insurmountable.
Countless people had tried to fly directly into the sky and then walk in the direction of the staircase, but they could not get close at all. It was rumored that there was a mysterious power in the Upper Worlds. Only those who had stepped into the Saint Plane and mastered the rules of the Great Path could break through the barrier and directly step into the Upper Worlds.
Otherwise, if one wanted to go to the Upper Worlds, this was the only way.
There were all kinds of legends in the Nine States. It was rumored that it was the land of the Celestial Realm, where Emperor Xia lived, and there was a supreme celestial palace.
All kinds of rumors in the Nine States were half true and half false. Probably only the figures of the holy lands and top forces knew some of the truth.
"Sky Staircase, Order of Ascension." Ye Futian looked at the Sky Staircase and sighed inwardly. The power of the world was really endless. Those who truly defied the natural order were almost omnipotent and could seize the creation of heaven and earth.
From this 108,000 foot staircase, one could obtain the Order of Ascension and enter the Upper Worlds to cultivate. One could also freely enter and exit the Upper and Lower Worlds.
But in some rumors of the holy lands of the Nine States, the success rate of climbing the Sky Staircase was even lower than the success rate of becoming a Saint. So much so that the people of the Nine States had gradually forgotten this method of entering the Upper Worlds to cultivate.
"Holy Elder, wait for us in the Upper Worlds," Ye Futian said to the Village Chief.
The Village Chief nodded slightly. "Be careful."
As his voice fell, his body shot towards the Sky Staircase like a sword light. In the blink of an eye, he passed through the clouds and gradually disappeared.
"Yu Sheng, let's go up," Ye Futian said, and then walked towards the Sky Staircase with Yu Sheng.
At the bottom of the stairs, many people looked at the two of them. There were also people who wanted to try to climb the Sky Stairwell, but it was just a waste of time. Maybe they wouldn't even have the qualifications to encounter danger and would be shaken off.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng did not pay attention to the crowd. They continued upwards at an extremely fast speed.
Very soon, looking up from below, one could see that the two of them had already passed through the clouds and gradually disappeared. Clearly, they had already ascended high into the sky.
Above the stairs, there were even clouds and mists drifting about, releasing immortal energy.
Both Ye Futian and Yu Sheng felt an invisible pressure pressing down on them, but they did not seem to notice it at all. Their bodies shot straight up the stairs at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, an extremely powerful gravitational force pressed down on them, causing them to feel as if their bodies were bearing the weight of millions of kilograms. It was the power of gravity rules that pressed down on their bodies.
They slowed down a little, but they didn't stop and continued to move upwards.
The pressure grew stronger and stronger, and a terrifying airflow flowed down from the stairs like a terrible wave, crashing into the two of them, causing their clothes to flutter and their bodies to constantly make violent sounds of impact.
At the end of the Sky Stairwell, there was a majestic palace. Standing above the palace, one could overlook the Sky Stairwell below.
The entire palace was in an arc, and there was a towering Sky Gate standing there.
In front of the palace and in the long corridor above it, there were many cultivators standing guard. They all wore the same color of armor and looked solemn.
At this time, at the top of the palace, there were two figures drinking, looking very relaxed.
"Young Qingyun, you don't have to worry too much. Although guarding the Sky Stairwell is a leisurely job, it can also hone your mind. Isn't it good to cultivate here quietly for a period of time? Besides, it's only a year, and I have to guard here for three years," a dignified middle-aged man said with a smile. At this time, a dignified middle-aged man said with a smile, clinking his glass with the young man sitting in front of him.
"Commander, you don't have to comfort me. What kind of mind can be honed here? Probably just boredom. "Li Qingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head, drinking to drown his sorrows.
"Haha, it is because boredom can hone the mind," the middle-aged commander said with a smile. The middle-aged commander smiled. Just as he was speaking, a beam of sword light flashed. After that, a figure could be seen standing outside the palace, quietly waiting.
"Huh?" The middle-aged commander showed a strange look. A cultivator of the Saint Plane.
He did not know which force of the Nine States this Saint was from.
"In recent years, there have been very few cultivators of the Saint Plane from the Nine States coming to the Upper Worlds," the middle-aged commander said. "But more than three years ago, Princess Qingyuan gathered the people of the realms and the Nine States together for a trial. This time, there may be many people from the Nine States who are qualified to go to the Upper Worlds and even follow the Princess to cultivate. Speaking of which, young Qingyun comes from a famous family, you should have the opportunity to cultivate directly with the Princess in the future. You should take advantage of this opportunity."
When Li Qingyun heard Xia Qingyuan's name, his expression became serious. That peerless princess, the youngest daughter of Emperor Xia and the number one beauty of Emperor Xia's Realm, had a stunning appearance. Emperor Xia said that her talent was above his, and she might surpass his achievements in the future. She was destined to be extraordinary from birth, like a goddess. Who in Emperor Xia's Realm did not have such thoughts?
However, it would be difficult to gain Xia Qingyuan's attention. Even if he was talented, there were many outstanding people around Xia Qingyuan. Moreover, she did not seem to have such thoughts at all. She was focused on cultivation, and even dressed as a man when she went out. Moreover, Emperor Xia doted on her.
If someone could become Xia Qingyuan's man, it would be a great honor.
It could only be said that he had a chance.
"There are many outstanding people in the realms who do not understand why the Princess went to the Lower Worlds. Although there are occasionally some talents in the Nine States, how can they be compared to the people of the Upper Worlds?" There was a sense of superiority in Li Qingyun's voice. He was born in a famous clan in the Upper Worlds, and his ancestors had followed Emperor Xia. Naturally, he looked down on the so-called orthodoxy of the Nine States.
"Even though this is the case, from time to time, a few exceptional individuals will appear. There is a Saint Ranking in the lower realms, and the top three individuals on the ranking are all extraordinary individuals. Moreover, there are some who also possess great reputations in the higher realms, so you should have heard of them as well." The middle-aged commander said.
"In the end, they are rare," Li Qingyun replied. "Some time ago, there was a group of people from the Lower Worlds who went to Jiutian Temple. They really did not know what was good for them. If the Princess had not given them a fair chance, they would not have been alive."
"That's true." The commander nodded and smiled. "Let's continue drinking."
In the distance, a sharp look flashed between the brows of the Village Chief's eyes. Even the people here knew about Jiutian Temple?
At this time, there was a violent tremor below the Sky Stairwell.
The middle-aged commander's eyes flashed and said, "There seems to be movement on the Sky Stairwell. Let's go take a look."
"Could it be that someone is climbing the Sky Stairwell?" Li Qingyun showed a look of interest, and there seemed to be some disdain. He walked to the edge of the palace with his wine glass and looked down. He saw that the airflow was violently fluctuating, and there was a faint violent sound coming through the void.
Their eyes suddenly became sharp, and their spiritual power followed the stairs down. Then, they saw two figures walking up step by step.
"It seems that no one has climbed the Sky Stairwell to this area for a long time," the middle-aged commander said lightly. Moreover, this time, there were two people.
"I'm afraid they don't know. If they hadn't come here, it would have been safer." Li Qingyun held his wine glass and took a sip. Because he had been sent to guard here, he was still a little unhappy.
At this time, the two of them stepped on the stairs. When they looked up, they could see the end of the Sky Stairwell. A majestic palace stood there, and there were also immortal soldiers in armor.
Bright rays of light shot down from the sky. Every step they took seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, but the two of them were still as steady as a mountain, walking up.
"Who is it?" A voice rolled out, seeming to hide a monstrous power. Suddenly, there was an endless response on the Sky Stairwell, shaking their eardrums.
"Ye Futian of the Barren State."
"Yu Sheng of the Barren State."
Two voices pierced through the void and swept up to the sky.
"The two of you retreat now, and you can avoid the attack." Another voice came from the direction of the palace.
"Dong." What responded to him was the sound of footsteps.
Above the palace, the middle-aged commander said lightly, "Those of the Magi Plane, form the drum matrix."
As his voice fell, suddenly, cultivators of the Magi Plane walked in front of the war drums in front of the palace, and an invisible force swept out, extremely solemn.
"Boom."
A violent drum sound rang out. All the cultivators beat the drums, and in an instant, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng felt their hearts tremble violently. An extremely violent force pressed down from above. The war drums seemed to carry the rules of the Great Path, and it hit their bodies, causing Ye Futian's long hair to dance wildly, and his clothes to flutter as if they were about to be torn apart.
Ye Futian's footsteps paused, then he continued forward. With a loud boom, an even more violent force descended, like a death knell, piercing down.
"Commander, how many drums do you think they can withstand?" Li Qingyun, who was leisurely holding a cup of wine on the palace, asked calmly.
"The two of them have extraordinary temperaments. They should be able to withstand five drums," the middle-aged commander said. Then, the third drum sound swept out like a monstrous wave. Each drum seemed to superimpose the power of the previous ones, becoming more and more terrifying.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's bodies made crisp sounds, but they still continued forward. Then, the fourth and fifth drum sounds rang out one after another, each time more violent than the last.
On Yu Sheng's body, there seemed to be Buddhist and demonic light flowing, and the dark and golden light was extremely dazzling.
Boom. Another sound wave from the war drums penetrated Yu Sheng's body, rushing into him.
"The sixth drum." The middle-aged commander revealed a strange look and said, "These two seem to be very strong."
"Those who dare to climb the sky stairwell are naturally not too weak. Let's see if they can pass through the war drums," Li Qingyun said indifferently.
The seventh and eighth drum sounds rushed out one after another, attacking Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's bodies. Both of their bodies were extremely strong, and their spiritual wills were similarly unshakable.
Boom … As the ninth drum swept out, endless wills superimposed, like the might of heaven crushing everything, attacking Ye Futian and Yu Sheng's bodies.
Ye Futian used his physical strength to resolve it, but Yu Sheng directly swallowed the power into his body.
Suddenly, boundless golden light shone, and the Light of Buddha was incomparably bright.
Roar …
Yu Sheng opened his mouth, and a loud sound swept out. Behind him, an incomparably huge golden lion king appeared, hundreds of feet tall.
This roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the drum sounds seemed to explode with this roar, going against the trend.
Pfft, pfft, pfft … The cultivators who were beating the war drums all turned pale, and their bodies shook violently. They spat out blood from their mouths, and the war drums also shook continuously.
The roar echoed between heaven and earth, and only then did the huge figure of the lion king gradually dissipate. Yu Sheng glanced at the sky above and continued to walk up, like a Buddhist demon.
Above the palace, the middle-aged commander and Li Qingyun both had a strange look on their faces. They were obviously shocked. In the process of climbing the sky stairwell, they actually directly launched a counterattack?
PS: Thank you, Alliance Master Time, 300,000 red.
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