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Chapter 686

Words:1912Update:22/06/22 11:28:59

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The steps were very wide, spanning hundreds of kilometers. Zhao Yuande and the others had all chosen different places to ascend the steps, and so there were very few people around them.

What they didn't know was that hundreds of people had actually fallen off the tenth stair and lost their chance.

Roughly ten thousand people had come, but 1% of them had been knocked off the tenth stair. This was just an audience with the master of this palace; the true trial hadn't begun yet!

Now that they had experienced the tenth stair, everyone began to grow more cautious.

Based on their estimations, this sort of pressure would appear every ten steps. Although the power of a single mountain wasn't much, the stairs were endless. If the power of a single mountain increased every ten steps, not even a God would be able to ascend.

Clearly, however, their worries were unfounded. On the twentieth stair, the power of a single mountain didn't descend. Instead, an enormous tempest suddenly sprang up. The tempest swept across the twentieth stair, knocking everyone off their feet.

This time, however, they were prepared. Only ten or so unlucky fellows were swept away by the tempest, while the vast majority remained behind.

On the thirtieth stair, a series of violent hailstones came crashing down. Every single hailstone was the size of a goose egg and was even harder than Protocosmic spirit-treasures. The power of every single hailstone was comparable to the fist of a World-level expert.

Such a concentrated barrage of hailstones caused everyone to suffer greatly. This wave of hailstones took away yet another hundred people.

The thirty-fifth stair! This time, a sudden attack began on the thirty-fifth stair. Clusters of black flames began to erupt from the bottom of the stairs, scorching the soles of their feet with terrifying heat. They instantly felt as though their very souls were being wracked with pain.

The sudden attack on the thirty-fifth stair had wiped out more than two hundred people. By the time they reached the thirty-fifth stair, five hundred had been wiped out!

These were the top ten rankers of the Ranking of Mortals in their respective territories. Every single one of them was capable of dominating an entire generation. Who would've thought that a twentieth of them would be wiped out in such a short period of time?!

Zhao Yuande's group of five encountered different levels of danger, but each time, Zhao Yuande would be able to rescue them and prevent them from being knocked off the stairs.

Even Xia Fantian had nearly been turned into a sieve by the hailstones. If it hadn't been for Zhao Yuande grabbing him, he probably would've fallen off the stairs in his panic.

Lei Jiuzhou's ability to adapt was very strong, and his combat experience was becoming more and more abundant. He was able to deal with these emergencies very well, and Zhao Yuande couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for him.

The following steps were even more ridiculous. There was no pattern to the attack. They could only advance step by step and walk very carefully on each step.

Violent winds, torrential rain, earthquakes, heavenly fire, lightning, and all sorts of other environments emerged one after another. By the time they reached the hundredth step, the team of over ten thousand people was left with only six thousand people!

"Alright, you've passed the first test! The next steps aren't something that can be ascended at your level. "Xiao Tong appeared in front of everyone once again.

He casually flicked his finger, and a long rainbow shot out from his fingertip, turning into a rainbow bridge that reached the sky.

"Come on up!" the little helper said coolly.

Everyone stepped onto the rainbow bridge and felt an indescribably powerful force bring them thousands of miles away in an instant. In the next moment, they appeared on the steps.

There was a huge statue standing on top of the stairs. This statue had a human head and a snake body. It had a benevolent face and its entire body was filled with a warm and amiable feeling.

A white-haired old man was kneeling in front of the huge statue.

The old man was kneeling in front of the statue, his mouth softly murmuring something.

"You … have come!" The old man's voice was deep and had a trace of vicissitudes.

"Since that's the case, he has regained his freedom from today onwards!" The old man said some inexplicable words. He casually tapped the void lightly, and an indescribably powerful force was absorbed into the void.

At this moment, at the peak of a mountain in the extreme north of the East Imperial World.

The Zhulong suddenly let out a long roar. The body that had transformed into a huge mountain range turned back into flesh and blood. It bowed towards the distant void and then soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.

At the same time, the two red suns in the extreme north's sky disappeared. Gusts of hurricanes blew out of nowhere, and the weather suddenly became extremely cold.

The endless ocean began to slowly freeze. Large patches of snowflakes drifted down, and the world became snowy white once again. The extreme north had experienced a few months of huge changes and was finally slowly returning.

In the deepest part of the South Sea, a huge figure slowly opened its eyes. A golden beam of light shot into the sky.

"Is the Zhulong free?" A voice filled with envy and yearning said, "I don't know when I will be free. This South Sea has sealed me for hundreds of millions of years. Who is the Son of Destiny? Who can help me break the seal!? "

"Old friend, I will wait for you in the Chaos Sea!" A voice suddenly came from the void. "Pay attention to a little fellow called Zhao Yuande. He might be the key to your escape!"

"Zhao Yuande? I will remember that! " The voice slowly faded, and the pair of golden eyes gradually closed. It was like a mountain at the bottom of the sea that fell silent.

No one understood what the old man was saying, but they could feel a terrifying force passing through the void and descending into another world.

"Alright, since you are standing here, you might become my master in the future!" The old man slowly turned around, and everyone saw an old man with a face full of wrinkles. If he was an ordinary person, he would be at least eighty or ninety years old. He was already in his prime.

How old was this old man? Many people had such a question in their hearts.

As long as one cultivated to the first level of the Realm, he would have a lifespan of ten thousand years. Geniuses who cultivated to this level were generally in their twenties, and their appearance was basically fixed.

After that, they would continue to break through. With each breakthrough, their lifespan would increase. Finally, when they reached the Divine Emperor Realm, their cultivation could reach up to a million years!

Ordinary people who cultivated to the Divine Emperor Realm should be two or three hundred years old. The next million years of lifespan could be squandered at will.

Generally, Divine Emperors would reach the middle age when they reached 100,000 years old, and then gradually become old. Thinking of the Cang Daoist's age, he was at least close to a million years old.

Of course, this was the Divine Emperor Realm. Obviously, this old man was far beyond the Divine Emperor Realm. He might even have reached the Eternal Realm!

As the name implied, the Eternal Realm basically meant that one would never die and had an eternal lifespan. However, this old man was so old that it was hard to imagine how long he had lived! He might have existed since the beginning of the world.

However, the old man's words had a greater impact on everyone. This old man was just a servant!

"Don't be surprised. I'm just an old servant of Emperor NvWa's Palace!" The old man's voice was low, hoarse, and weak, as if he had exhausted all his strength to say these words. He seemed to be a terminally ill old man who was on his deathbed.

"Master, speak slowly!" The child came behind the old man and gently massaged his back.

"Alright!" The old man shook his head gently and whispered, "I have waited for this day for countless years. There will be a new master in Emperor NvWa's Palace!"

When the old man said these words, the child beside him showed a trace of disappointment on his face. It seemed that he was very eager to be the new master of Emperor NvWa's Palace.

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