Because of the opening of the Eye of the Son of Heaven, Ling Feng's comprehension has long been far beyond ordinary people, and any exercise can basically be mastered at a glance.

Although due to some bloodline or cultivation restrictions, Ling Feng could not fully display any of the martial arts and exercises he saw, it did not prevent him from seeing through the subtleties or flaws of these martial arts at a glance.

"Could it be that there are other secrets hidden in this soul ladder?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, recalling that when he climbed the soul ladder, Yang Huanzhi and the mysterious black-robed man obviously had the level of easily crossing the eight hundred steps, but they stayed at the four or five hundred floors, and the strength of the soul coercion didn't seem to have much of a tempering effect on them.

Especially the black-robed man, the feeling he gave himself was very strange, from the perspective of qi, blood and vitality, he was indeed about thirty years old, but from the perspective of his breath, he gave people a very old feeling.

Especially the power of his divine sense, Ling Feng could faintly feel that the power of this activated divine consciousness would probably not be weaker than that of the emperor level.

A strong person with the power of emperor-level divine consciousness should not stay at more than five hundred layers to refine his divine sense, at least it must be around eight hundred layers.

"It seems that in addition to refining the divine sense, there are indeed other secrets in this soul ladder!"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth hung up slightly, and the humane divine pattern in his left eye condensed, and he began to perceive what was faintly transmitted from the coercion of the soul ladder.

Gradually, Ling Feng seemed to sense a mysterious and mysterious illusory space, and there seemed to be a suspended scroll inside, and he could touch one or two through his divine thoughts.

"Unreal space, mysterious scrolls?"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped, could it be that this scroll was the true fate hidden in the soul ladder?

"Watch me fish you out!"

Ling Feng concentrated his mind, completely sinking his mind into the illusory space, passing on the spiritual power to the past one by one, twisting it into a ball of hemp rope, wanting to "salvage" the scroll suspended in the void.

However, at this moment, within this illusory space, another divine consciousness was intruded, that wisp of divine consciousness was obviously much more experienced than a novice like Ling Feng who was just getting involved in refining the way of the gods, condensing the divine consciousness into silk, weaving a large net from the silk threads, and spreading the net down, actually pulling the suspended scroll in the other direction a large distance.

"Another wisp of consciousness!"

Ling Feng snorted lightly, and had already sensed from the fluctuation of that divine sense, which came from the mysterious black-robed man.

Similarly, the black-robed man naturally discovered the existence of Ling Feng's Divine Sense, snorted coldly, and threatened: "Stinky boy, obediently withdraw your Divine Sense, otherwise, the old man will make you lose your body!"

"Old man?"

Ling Feng's pupils shrank, and he immediately reacted, and said coldly: "Okay, you old bastard, it turns out that you took away the young man's body and wanted to compete for the opportunity, you are really shameless!"

"Bastard!"

The black-robed man's voice showed a hint of evil spirit, and he said viciously: "The old man is too lazy to have a senseless verbal dispute with you, if you don't give up this scroll, the old man will want you to die!"

"Then give it a try!"

Ling Feng is not a vegetarian, he is also an emperor-level divine sense, although the use of the power of divine consciousness is much worse than the other party, but the so-called fist is afraid of being less strong, and he can still be afraid of an old miscellaneous hair?

"Ignorant junior!"

The black-robed man's divine consciousness suddenly skyrocketed, and the large net condensed by the spiritual power suddenly became larger a few times, netting the 1 scroll and pulling wildly in his direction.

Ling Feng was not a vegetarian either, he actually did the same, and he also condensed his spiritual power into a net, pulling the mysterious scroll.

Soon, Ling Feng discovered an interesting thing, when he and the black-robed man input the same spiritual power, the mysterious scroll would shift in his direction.

This was like a lever, Ling Feng came out of the nine hundred and ninety-ninth steps, which was equivalent to having the longest moment, and he was born to overwhelm the black-robed man.

"Damn!"

The black-robed man also discovered this, gritting his teeth and desperately urging the power of his divine sense, but found that he had to pay at least three times the power of Ling Feng's divine sense to barely maintain the stalemate.

"Hehe, old Zamao, it looks like you're lost!"

Ling Feng deliberately hung the black-robed man, and he didn't explode the power of his divine consciousness at one time, but only increased little by little, and the black man had to triple Ling Feng's divine consciousness and began to skyrocket.

However, soon, the black-robed man realized that he had underestimated Ling Feng too much.

Although Ling Feng was only in the Divine Yuan Realm, the power of his divine sense was basically comparable to that of a middle-level Human Emperor, and what was even more terrifying was that his soul origin was too condensed, making it difficult for him to fight at all.

"What the hell is this monster!"

Finally, the black-robed man gave up the tug-of-war with Ling Feng, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Ling Feng who was sitting at the top, clenched his fists tightly, and then began to climb up frantically.

"It's moving!"

At this moment, almost five hours have passed since the start of the test, and less than the last ten of the people who are still on the ladder remain.

That Murong Yu finally arrived behind the black-robed man, ready to overtake him in one fell swoop, and then he heard a gust of wind in his ears, and in a flash, the black-robed man ran away again.

"Damn!

Murong Yu only felt that there were millions of grass and mud horses whistling in his heart, should this be the case!

No one cared about Murong Yao's madness, only to see the black-robed man climbing up frantically, but unfortunately, after eight hundred layers, the soul coercion had reached a point where he couldn't ignore it.

In addition, in that void space before, fighting with Ling Feng for the power of his divine sense, he had wasted too much divine sense, and it also made his climb in this last section full of huge challenges.

"Stinky boy, you don't want to succeed! That soul refining secret technique is the old man's!"

The black-robed man stared at Ling Feng viciously, and could only race against Ling Feng to interrupt him before Ling Feng could seize the scroll.

"Old thing, you want to stop me too?"

Ling Feng collected his thoughts, and immediately understood what the black-robed man was thinking, but since this opportunity was bumped into by himself, it was naturally his own, and no one would want to destroy it!

"Get it out for me!"

Ling Feng continued to urge the Soul Splitting Technique, and continuously improved the power of his divine sense.

It was a contest of speed, and if he was interrupted by the black-robed man, he wasn't sure if he would still be able to have enough divine power to fish out the mysterious scroll with less than seven hours left.

Man in the black robe: I'm rushing! I'm rushing!

Ling Feng: I'm fishing! I'm fishing!

Finally, another hour had passed, and the black-robed man had already arrived at the place of nine hundred and thirty steps, and Ling Feng was only one step away from success.

On the high platform, Elder Yi that day was completely stunned by Ling Feng's performance.

Ling Feng had been sitting on the last step for more than two hours, my God, it took the power of perverted divine consciousness to be able to do this.

Don't say that you can't do it, it's the spiritual power of the Queen of Phantom Hearts, I'm afraid it's not so exaggerated!

Of course, the reason why Ling Feng insisted on reaching this level was because of his soul origin that far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The essence blood bead, coupled with the evil emperor's blood, although they are all evil things, I have to say that it is almost unreasonable for the increase in the soul origin.