Time flies, and seven hundred and forty-nine days have passed in the blink of an eye.

There was only one person on the stone staircase of the altar, and he continued to climb up.

This person is Chen Lingxiao.

Xiaohu, Han Xin, Li Cunxiao, Xue Rengui and other seventeen demon saints and martial saints have already withdrawn from the stone ladder.

As they continue to move upward, the pressure and challenges they face are also increasing.

The little tiger of these people has climbed the most, she has climbed 5,400 stone steps, and her cultivation has been promoted to the eighth level of the Demon Saint Realm, and she is only one weight short of reaching the ninth level, and her strength has skyrocketed.

Han Xin, Li Cunxiao, Xue Rengui and other sixteen martial saints are all about the same, all climbing above level 3000 and below level 3600.

Their cultivation has all been upgraded to the seventh level of the Martial Saint Realm, and their strength has also skyrocketed, which should not be underestimated.

The higher and stronger each martial saint's talent, the more yuan power will be needed to improve the same cultivation.

Now, Xiaohu, Li Cunxiao, Han Xin and others have all withdrawn from the altar and returned to the foot of the mountain, patiently waiting for His Majesty to return.

They couldn't continue to climb again.

Once you retreat from the altar, there is no second chance to step on the mysterious stone staircase.

Xiaohu, Han Xin and others all threw themselves to the ground with their admiration for their masters.

The master is powerful, worthy of the Nine Tribulations Martial Saint, and his strength far surpasses everyone else.

At the same time, they were also worried about Chen Lingxiao's climb to the top of the altar.

After all, the higher you go, the more terrible the pressure becomes.

......

Now, Chen Lingxiao didn't remember how many stone steps he had climbed, his cultivation had reached the eightfold Martial Saint Realm, and it was not far from the ninefold extreme realm.

At this moment, Chen Lingxiao could already carry it far to the top of the altar, where there was a sacred temple.

Now, with every step he takes, it becomes difficult.

Chen Lingxiao had already used the Yuan Force, the whole body, and the power of the Star Soul to resist the mysterious pressure and resistance.

At the same time, there are all kinds of illusions, which keep coming to him.

However, this is not difficult for Chen Lingxiao, he has the invincible technique "Mixed Yuan Emperor Sutra" and mysterious blood.

Those illusions, as if they had met a nemesis, just vanished in an instant.

Time was delayed by a few more days.

Chen Lingxiao was only ten steps away from the top of the altar.

That's right, it's ten steps.

His cultivation has also reached the extreme of the Martial Saint Realm, the Martial Saint Realm is ninefold, and his strength has skyrocketed.

However, these last ten steps made him feel extremely difficult.

Every step up is like crossing a thunder pool.

The star soul flickered above Chen Lingxiao's head, and the "Mixed Yuan Emperor Sutra" was running rapidly, and the yuan force nourished the flesh and blood and nourished the injured body.

Yes, there were wounds on Chen Lingxiao's body, which were cracked wounds.

The pressure was so great that it seemed to crush him into a meatloaf.

Click!

The bones of the whole body clicked, and if they could not withstand the great pressure, they would crumble.

Muscles, cells, organs, etc., all under unparalleled pressure, began to crack, blood flowed out, staining the ground beneath their feet.

However, Chen Tianxiao did not back down.

There was a voice in his heart that told him to climb to the top of the altar!

Definitely!

There was something very important to him!

Chen Lingxiao gritted his teeth and gurgled.

Strive for the up!

One-step!

Yes!!!

Chen Lingxiao let out a terrible scream, and there were more cracks on his body.

However, there is a ruthlessness in his heart!

After resting for a while, continue upwards.

Two steps!

Three steps!

......

Nine steps!

His body swayed, he could barely stand still, the wounds on his body were already dense and could not be denser any longer, countless cracks were torn open in his flesh, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The stone steps behind Chen Lingxiao were already stained with blood.

His entire face was also covered with cracks and blood, and the cracked muscles on his face were also extremely distorted.

Eyes want to break free from the shackles of their sockets.

Ah——!h

Chen Lingxiao gritted his teeth and let out an earth-shattering roar.

With great difficulty, the last remaining stone staircase was reached.

Rumble!

Chen Lingxiao finally stood on the top of the altar, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his body red.

He could no longer stay on his feet.

Chen Lingxiao is tired, too tired.

These last ten steps, as if he had walked countless centuries, were under terrible pressure.

He was worried that he would not be able to make it to the top of the altar.

But in the end, Chen Lingxiao did it, and his feet stepped on the top of the altar.

Chen Lingxiao sat on the ground.

He didn't want to move.

"Lucky human, congratulations on your success to the top of the altar!"

At this moment, a rich, majestic, and vicissitudes of voice came slowly.

It's as if it's coming across an endless time and space.

"Only the strongest, bravest, and most determined human beings will be able to reach the top of the altar, and those who ascend to the top will receive a supreme reward!"

"Lucky Human ......"

Then, the voice rang out one after another.

The words fell.

Boom ——!

A pillar of golden light descended from the top of the heavenly dome, connecting the sky and the earth, which was incomparably magnificent, enveloping Chen Lingxiao's body.

This golden pillar of light possesses divine energy.

Chen Lingxiao's entire body floated, and the invincible supreme technique "Mixed Yuan Emperor Sutra" operated automatically, and all the wounds turned into whirlpools, like a long whale absorbing water, frantically absorbing golden energy.

Those damaged flesh, organs, bones, tendons, etc., absorbed into the golden energy, are recovering quickly at an incredible speed, and they are getting stronger and stronger......

Chen Lingxiao, who was wrapped in a golden pillar of light, felt very warm and comfortable, as if he was in his mother's arms.

Is this a reward for the brave and the persevering?!

A question swirled through Sky Chen's mind.

Time flies, nine days and nine nights pass.

The golden pillar of light of Optimus Prime finally disappeared without a trace.

One stood on the top of the altar, standing up to the heavens and the earth.

The coercion exuded was terrifying to the world.

Compared to the Martial Saint Realm, I don't know how many times stronger.

If the coercion of the Martial Saint Realm during the Ninth Folds was compared to a small stream, then the coercion exuded by Chen Lingxiao now was a big river, surpassing the small stream by more than a hundred times.

Chen Lingxiao felt that his body was full of explosive power, as if he could blast a giant mountain with one punch, and cut off the rushing river with one palm!

There is a rush of pride in his chest!

At this moment, it is as if the whole world can be held tightly in the palm of his hand.

That's what it's like to be a super strong!

Roar~~~

Chen Lingxiao couldn't help it, and raised his head to the sky and let out a shocking roar, like a dragon roaring like a tiger.

Its sound was earth-shattering and spread throughout the boundless city.

Xiaohu, Han Xin, Li Cunxiao, Xue Rengui and others under the altar heard this terrible howl as if they were facing Tianwei.

They couldn't help but be terrified.

I don't know what happened.

Chen Lingxiao was facing the world, swearing that a great power whose strength far exceeded that of the Martial Saint Realm was born.

Yes, he broke through.

Chen Lingxiao broke through the Martial Saint Realm and reached a temporary new realm, Martial Venerable!!

(End of chapter)