"Still a failure!"
At the ninth level of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan woke up. But this time, not only was he not dejected in the slightest, his eyes were instead filled with joy.
The last time he entered the illusory space, Tang Huan did not have the slightest bit of strength to fight back. But this time, Tang Huan had at least moved a little.
Although he was still killed by the Stage Nine Golden Man in the end, he had still made some progress.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan sat down cross-legged once again, and then calmed his heart and concentrated. He closed his eyes and carefully pondered over the scene of him entering the illusory space twice.
He could already faintly feel that the biggest difference between Stage Nine Martial Saint and Martial Lord of the eighth step should be the word "Force". If he could not comprehend the profoundness of this word, he would never be able to defeat that Stage Nine Golden Man.
In order to comprehend "Force", one would have to carefully deduce the process of advancing from Martial Lord of the eighth step to Stage Nine Martial Saint.
Tang Huan had never experienced this process before, so it was not an easy task to deduce it. However, Tang Huan had already mentally prepared himself for a protracted battle, so he was not in a hurry at the moment. As long as the general direction was correct, it would be equivalent to a successful start.
After a long while, Tang Huan stood up again.
Not long later, a layer of golden light covered the surface of his body, but in just two to three breaths of time, the golden light had already quickly faded away.
Following that, Tang Huan sat cross-legged on the ground again …
Within the Sun Space, there was no distinction between day and night.
Tang Huan was already completely immersed in it. He stood up again and again, and sat down again and again. On the surface of his body, the golden flowing light also came and went, and inside the golden illusory space, the number of times Tang Huan failed continued to increase. Ten times, twenty times, fifty times … A hundred times …
… ….
"Hu!"
On the seventh floor of the Golden Altar, a white shadow flashed, and a Tian Clan Mage suddenly revealed his figure. It was a young man, his clothes were as white as snow, and the wings on his back were also snow-white. He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a jade-like face, delicate and pretty facial features, and the skin on his face was as soft and smooth as a woman's.
"Haha, this kid failed again."
The moment he arrived at the seventh floor of the Golden Altar, the Tian Clan man raised his head and looked over. Seeing the golden light on Tang Huan's body retreating once again, he could not help but laugh out loud, "Looks like my chances are not small. If I can pass through the seventh floor and eighth floor's test in one go, I can catch up to him!"
"What a fool's dream."
Not far away, a skinny blue-clothed youth followed closely behind the Tian Clan man and stepped onto the seventh floor of the Golden Altar. Upon hearing his words, he could not help but sneer, "Tang Huan has failed more than a hundred times in the ninth floor of the Golden Altar. Do you think you can succeed quickly?"
"Of course!"
When the Tian Clan man heard this, not only was he not angry, he even laughed out loud, "From the looks of the situation on the lower floors, the opponent on the ninth floor must be a Stage Nine Ranker. The reason why Tang Huan failed time and time again is because he does not know a single thing about your Human Clan's Stage Nine Martial Saint realm!"
"But I am different."
After a slight pause, the Tian Clan man continued, "I have long since reached the peak of the eighth step, and have even heard many experts from my clan explain the profoundness of the Stage Nine Law Saint in detail. Once I enter the illusory space of the ninth floor, I will at most fail two or three times, and then I will be able to adapt to the cultivation of the Stage Nine Law Saint and unleash my strongest strength, defeat my opponent, and ascend to the top of the golden altar. Unfortunately, I came too late, otherwise, this' Sun Spirit Body 'would not even have anything to do with Tang Huan.
"Don't blow your cowhide away!" The blue-clothed youth could not help but snort coldly. He did not like the arrogant appearance of the Tian Clan man.
"Brat, open your eyes wide and see how my 'Profound Peak' catches up to Tang Huan and surpasses him!" The Tian Clan man laughed out loud, then raised his hand and pressed it against a golden figure on the wall in front of him.
"Surpass Tang Huan? Ridiculous! "How laughable..."
The blue-clothed youth raised his eyebrows in ridicule. Although the Tian Clan called Xuan Feng spent most of his time cultivating in the "Azure Feather Secret Realm" and rarely came to the Luo Fu World, his reputation was not weak. Many Human Clan s knew that there was a person like him.
It was said that in the current "Azure Feather Secret Realm", the strength of this Profound Peak was second only to Qingying.
In the Azure Feather List of that secret realm, he was ranked second.
If the one on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar was any other Human Clan, it was really possible that this Profound Peak would catch up and take away the chance to condense the "Sun Spirit Body".
But unfortunately, the one he met was Tang Huan.
In the Human Clan's Heavenly Spirit List, Tang Huan was only ranked twelfth, but when he rushed up to this rank, he was still only at the peak of the seventh step Great Martial Master. Now that Tang Huan was a Martial Lord of the eighth step, if he were to try the Heavenly Spirit List again, he would definitely be able to rank in the top ten.
Furthermore, the most shocking thing about Tang Huan was not his cultivation and strength, but his talent and comprehension.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Tang Huan to turn from an ordinary person who could not even cultivate Genuine Qi into a Martial Lord of the eighth step in less than a year. Even if Tang Huan was currently stuck at the ninth floor of the Golden Altar, it was not something that Xuan Feng could win just because he said so.
On the ninth floor of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan did not notice anything happening below.
The moment he woke up, Tang Huan habitually sat cross-legged on the ground, dispelled all distracting thoughts, and began to summarize his gains and losses in the illusory space.
He no longer counted how many times he had failed. When he was hungry, he would take a "round fusion pill", and then he would continuously try, fail, ponder, and then try again, fail again, and then continue pondering … Tang Huan was never tired of this, and continued to repeat this cycle.
Almost every time he failed, he would be able to hold on for a longer period of time.
From the first time he entered the illusory space, he had already failed. In the end, he was able to hold on for more than ten breaths of time. However, even so, Tang Huan was still defeated.
Time flew by like a shuttle. The experts of the three clans below continued to climb higher and higher up the golden altar.
Currently, there were already three people on the eighth floor of the Golden Altar, and only seven people on the seventh floor of the Golden Altar. There were already more than ten people on the sixth floor of the Golden Altar, and dozens of people on the fifth floor of the Golden Altar.
"I understand!"
Suddenly, on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan who was sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, the joy between his brows was almost uncontrollable, "So this is the 'force' of the Stage Nine Martial Saint, the 'force', is naturally the 'imposing manner'. If the imposing manner is strong enough, it can completely suppress others with its imposing manner. Facing a strong imposing manner, some of the weaker opponents might not even have the courage to make a move."
In the next moment, Tang Huan could not help but stand up and extend his arm towards the golden figure in front of him.
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