"It's about to begin!"
In the Land of Dreams.
Quicksilver watched as the Crow's mark continued to rise. It even surpassed the pocket watch, which was at the front of the second step, and began charging towards the first step. He couldn't help but sweat in excitement.
Although he wasn't a Crow, it didn't stop him from placing his hopes on a Crow.
…
On the Stairway of Dreams.
For the first time, Fang Xian found it strenuous.
He suddenly stepped on a step and felt as though a boulder was pressing down on his head. His joints creaked.
There's still some distance to the top.
Here, he could already see three clear figures in front of him.
He could also see the top of the Stairway of Dreams, which was a ball of light that resembled a white sun.
However, it was difficult to reach.
"Another unfamiliar king has arrived!"
In front of him, an old voice sounded. "I'm Mr. Wisdom. Let me guess who you are. Could you be an old friend of ours? Hmm … You're the king of the Tower of Warriors. Could you be the prince of the Narnias Empire? Or the leader of the New Continent's pioneering army? "
Fang Xian didn't answer.
He only panted a few times. After his body got used to it, he climbed another step.
At this point, he was only one level away from Mr. Wisdom and three levels away from Dancer. As for Craftsman, he was at the front of the group and was only ten steps away from the top. It seemed like he could reach it, but he didn't take a single step.
"Give up … I've studied it before. The selection mechanism of the Land of Dreams is a paradox!"
Mr. Wisdom didn't continue climbing either. Instead, he stood there calmly and said to Fang Xian, "To reach the peak, one will need to open the silver door or even have the strength to touch the Gold rank."
"But the few of us are already at the peak of the Gold Kings. Here, we're only equivalent to Transcendents at the third step. We're still one level away … Unless those existences at the top of the tower come, only then can they become the masters of the Land of Dreams."
"However … The Land of Dreams also rejects the existences at the top of the tower. Therefore, this is a paradox!"
"Give up!"
Mr. Wisdom seemed to remind him out of good intentions.
Fang Xian sneered inwardly.
He sensed a mysterious mental power attempting to disintegrate his fighting spirit.
"If there's no way, why are you climbing here?"
Furthermore, even if I don't become the owner of Dream Village, every increase in my authority will bring me great benefits …
"This old bastard!"
At the thought of this, Fang Xian roared and punched at 'Wisdom'.
[Blood Manipulation]!
Not only could this talent be used on enemies, but it could also be used on oneself. It was similar to some explosive skills like 'Blood Burning'.
Coupled with [Body of Steel], Mr. Wisdom's expression kept changing.
Without a second thought, he took a step back and formed his hands into tiger claws. He was prepared to take Fang Xian's attack head-on and counterattack.
'This is … the Ferocious Tiger Fighting Technique? Are you going to use the martial art I created to defeat me? "
Fang Xian lampooned in his heart. He couldn't be bothered to find out where his opponent got his fighting skills from. With a shake of his arm, he knocked away Wisdom's tiger claws. Without giving him a chance to recite his incantation, he punched Wisdom's chest.
"Hmm?"
His expression changed. He didn't feel like he had hit a human body. Instead, it was as if he had hit a fish or a snake. A layer of scales had absorbed most of the attack.
Some Mages or Warlocks did have the habit of modifying their bodies after reaching the higher ranks.
Sometimes, their physical fitness alone was comparable to a powerful Warrior!
At this moment, Wisdom had already spat out two syllables.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
A gentle breeze surged, seemingly turning into a rope that bound Fang Xian.
Thorny vines grew rapidly and took root under his feet, wrapping around his thighs.
In the blink of an eye, Fang Xian seemed to have turned into a treant, entangled by endless vines. If his physique wasn't strong enough, his bones might have been crushed.
As all of this happened, Dancer and Craftsman watched coldly from the sidelines. They didn't stop it, nor did they have any intention of joining in.
"You've angered me."
Fang Xian roared angrily, and a layer of pitch-black luster appeared on his body.
This layer of luster kept spreading, even corroding the vines on his body.
Bam!
He struggled, and all the vines suddenly exploded. Fragments flew everywhere, and a few of them cut through Wisdom's cloak, revealing the pitch-black fine scales underneath.
A few of the scales shattered, and traces of blood appeared.
"You were the one who attacked first. I was only testing if you had the qualifications to join us."
Wisdom took a step back and chuckled. His voice carried a mysterious power, wanting to destroy Fang Xian's fighting spirit.
"Scram!"
Fang Xian raised his right hand and aimed at Wisdom.
In an instant, Wisdom's expression changed greatly. He looked at his wound, and fresh blood gushed out like it was free.
Suddenly, another lump of blood solidified and collapsed inward, carrying a dangerous aura.
Bam!
— — Blood Explosion!
A lot of blood exploded, but a layer of shadow appeared on the surface of Wisdom's body. It kept wriggling, and his body actually didn't break into two. Only a big hole appeared on his waist.
"Go down."
But at this time, Fang Xian had already climbed another step. He raised his leg and kicked Wisdom's back.
Old Mister Wisdom let out a tragic cry as he was kicked down the stairs and vanished in midair.
He was out!
"Hehe … This is the first time I've seen that old bastard get tricked so badly … You're not a Warrior?"
The 'Dancer' opened her mouth. It was a woman's voice that was as pleasant as a silver bell.
"I've never admitted it."
Fang Xian spoke in a low voice. He slowly adapted to the heavy pressure, and suddenly stepped on another step.
Dancer's body tensed up, as if she was considering whether or not to attack.
Fang Xian didn't care about her and continued to step on a new step.
He passed Dancer, took a few steps forward, and finally stopped when he was about to touch Craftsman's back.
Bam!
In the void, sparks appeared around his body, as if he was in an intense battle.
"This is … my limit?"
Fang Xian glanced at the white sun at the top, feeling a little regretful.
"However, I've confirmed one thing … This place is indeed for people to inherit, but the conditions are a little harsh. One has to be at least a Level 4 Zenith Heaven …
"Maybe I can try again when I reach the fourth rank!"
He looked at Craftsman, who was still silent and seemed to only have eyes for the peak, and took a step back.
Bam!
His body exploded and completely disappeared.
"What a scary guy. I feel like he's still holding back …"
Dancer looked in the direction where Fang Xian disappeared, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile in her eyes. She looked at Craftsman. "Aren't you worried?"
Craftsman didn't say anything, and only looked up.
White light poured down violently, enveloping everything …
The battle in the secret realm had ended!
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