After the Ghost King finished telling him how he had entered the Broken Saint Tower, he stopped and didn't speak again, leaving Ling Aotian alone to fall into deep thought.

"Ghost King, what do you think of this Broken Holy Tower?" After pondering for a long time, Ling Aotian raised his head and asked.

The Ghost King was also silent for a long time before saying, "Breaking the Holy Tower is a conspiracy!"

Ling Aotian nodded, it seemed that not only the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was aware of this, but the Ghost King also had such thoughts, so, what kind of existence was it, to be so painstakingly managed for tens of thousands of years or even longer, to use the Broken Holy Tower to cut off the cultivator's holy path? On the tenth floor of the Broken Tower, could there be another great conspiracy waiting for him?

With such doubts, Ling Aotian set his eyes on the Ghost King, however, although the Ghost King guessed that there was a great conspiracy in this Broken Holy Tower, he could not say the basis, and after talking to the Ghost King for a while, and after making sure that he could no longer get more useful information from the Ghost King, Ling Aotian stood up and walked towards the stairs leading to the tenth floor.

Watching Ling Aotian approach the stairs step by step, a touch of loss flashed in the eyes of the Ghost King, he had lost the battle with Ling Aotian, he had already lost the opportunity to enter the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower, if he wanted to get out of trouble, I am afraid that he could only wait for endless years, waiting for the next person to enter the ninth floor of the Broken Saint Tower.

Standing in front of the stairs, Ling Aotian turned his head and looked at the Ghost King: "Senior, I will go to the tenth floor first, if I can find a way to crack the Broken Saint Tower, I will definitely come to save my predecessor from the predicament." ”

After saying these words, Ling Aotian didn't hesitate and stepped on the stairs leading to the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower.

Soon, Ling Aotian passed through the stairs and entered the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower, and the long staircase behind him, just like the previous floors, slowly disappeared.

Ling Aotian originally thought that entering the tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower would inevitably lead to a bitter battle, but when he was concentrating on everything in the same circle, he was surprised to find that the entire tenth floor of the Broken Saint Tower was empty, and there was no strong enemy at all.

Such a result was obviously beyond Ling Aotian's expectations, and for a moment, he was stunned on the spot.

After a long time, Ling Aotian finally regained his composure and began to pay attention to everything around him.

The entire ten floors of the Broken Saint Tower were not as huge as the previous nine floors, only the size of a house, but because there were not many things in it, the originally small place gave people an incomparably empty feeling, which also made Ling Aotian feel extremely small in the middle.

Ling Aotian suppressed this feeling in his heart and began to scan the space that was only the size of a room, and soon, he found that not far in front of him, there was a ball of light more than one person high.

Portal! Ling Aotian's heart moved, and he walked towards the ball of light.

Soon, Ling Aotian was sure that that ball of light was a portal, and the portal they had encountered in the Ghost King Village was exactly like this.

Where will this portal lead?Ling Aotian did not rush into the portal, but continued to observe the surrounding situation.

"Turn the Holy Gate!" Soon, Ling Aotian saw four big characters written on the wall in front of the portal.

Ling Aotian crossed the portal and walked towards the wall with four big characters written on it.

"Step on the Holy Gate, Achieve Holy Body!" is written in a line of small letters below the four large characters of the Gate of Turning the Holy Gate.

Stepping through the Gate of Turning the Holy Level, he will be able to break through the Saint Level and enter the Saint Level? Ling Aotian became excited, becoming a Saint-level powerhouse was the dream of every cultivator, and Ling Aotian was no exception.

After searching around again, and after making sure that there was nothing else around, Ling Aotian began to close his eyes and probe on the tenth floor of the Broken Holy Tower.

However, to his disappointment, among these ten layers, there were no inexplicable substances that played an important role in him.

"It seems that he is still too greedy, as long as he passes through this portal, he will be able to break through the holy level, and there will naturally be no more inexplicable inexplicability in it. Thinking like this, Ling Aotian walked towards the portal step by step.

"It seems that the strong man who defeated the Ghost King before should have also passed through this portal and reached the level of a saint-level powerhouse. Thinking like this, Ling Aotian came to the portal, raised his legs, and was about to step into the portal.

"That's not right!" Just as Ling Aotian was about to step into that portal, he suddenly felt something was wrong in his heart.

Besides, breaking through the Holy Level is not a simple accumulation of energy that can be successful, it also requires cultivators to continuously comprehend the laws, and these will definitely not come out of thin air.

"Holy Road, it's broken!" Fengluo Pavilion Master's words sounded in Ling Aotian's mind,

"Could it be that this is the secret of the Broken Saint Tower, absorbing the holy fate of countless cultivators and forging a saint-level powerhouse?" Ling Aotian thought about it.

"No, it definitely won't be that simple, this Broken Holy Tower, there must be some secrets!" Soon, Ling Aotian denied this idea, in the bottom of his heart, there was a faint feeling that if he stepped into this teleportation array, what was waiting for him was not a broad road.

Sensing that something was wrong, Ling Aotian withdrew the foot he was about to take and stopped in front of the portal.

For countless years, the Broken Holy Tower has absorbed the holy fate of countless strong people and cut off their holy path, so where are these holy fate?

After looking around the eighth floor and finding nothing, Ling Aotian's gaze fell on the human portal that was shining with light.

Could it be that this portal was formed by those holy bandages that had been sucked away by the Broken Holy Tower? For no reason, Ling Aotian had such an idea in his heart.

With this in mind, Ling Aotian used the method of perceiving the Holy Fate taught by the Fengluo Pavilion Master to poke towards that portal.

"Sure enough!" Ling Aotian's eyes flashed with a light, his idea was not wrong, the light flickering on this portal was indeed made up of cultivators' holy fate.

After understanding that the light flickering on that portal was made up of the holy fate of countless cultivators, Ling Aotian couldn't help but take a step back.

After calming down a little, Ling Aotian's consciousness once again probed in that portal.

An extremely familiar feeling rose from the bottom of Ling Aotian's heart.

"Could it be that my Holy Fate was also sucked away by the Broken Holy Tower?" This feeling will only exist after feeling his Holy Fate, all along, Ling Aotian has always confidently thought that his Holy Fate has not been lost, that is to say, he can successfully break through the Saint Rank and reach the Saint Level, but at this moment, he was shaken.

In order to determine if his Divine Fate had really been sucked away by the Broken Holy Tower, Ling Aotian began to carefully probe the countless Divine Fate on the aperture of the portal.

One day, two days...... Ten days had passed, and Ling Aotian had been sitting in front of that portal, motionless.

On the fifteenth day, Ling Aotian's eyes opened suddenly.

"Found it! sure enough!" Ling Aotian's eyes flashed with excitement, in the past fifteen days, he had been searching among the countless holy fates every day, trying to find the holy fate that brought him a familiar feeling, and after checking millions of holy fates, he finally found the one that brought him a familiar feeling.

When he found out that it was indeed his own Holy Fate, Ling Aotian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, it was really too strange that this Broken Holy Tower could be sucked away without people knowing, at this moment, Ling Aotian had a decision in his heart, no matter what the price was, he had to destroy this Broken Holy Tower.

It was not easy to destroy this Broken Saint Tower, which had existed for an unknown number of thousands of years, but fortunately, Ling Aotian was not in a hurry, what he needed to do now was to take back the Holy Fate that belonged to him.

After Ling Aotian locked on the Holy Origin that was constantly wandering on the light on the Holy Array, he began to operate the Earth Heart Method transmitted by the Fengluo Pavilion Master and began to withdraw his Holy Fate.

It was not an easy thing to recover his Holy Fate, and when Ling Aotian used his mental method to pull that Sacred Fate out of the teleportation array, a powerful suction force came from the teleportation array, and the Divine Fate that belonged to him was controlled in the teleportation array.

"Hmph!" Ling Aotian snorted coldly, speeding up the operation of his mental method.

As Ling Aotian continued to become proficient in the mental technique, the Holy Edge, which was firmly controlled by the teleportation array, finally showed a hint of loosening.

Ling Aotian was overjoyed, and the operation of the mental method sped up a few points again.

Finally, after spending nearly half an hour, the Holy Fate that belonged to him was pulled away from the teleportation array.

Success! A hint of joy appeared on Ling Aotian's face, and after the Holy Fate left the control of the teleportation array, it sped up and rushed towards Ling Aotian, quickly submerging into his body and merging with the Holy Tension in his body.

Since that holy edge originally belonged to him, the holy edge in Ling Aotian's body was not rejected, and he quickly surrounded that holy fate, slowly fused into one, and no longer separated from each other.

Rumble!

At the moment when the Holy Fate was fused, a powerful aura suddenly emanated from Ling Aotian's body.

Honorable!

Because the Holy Fate in his body was consummated, Ling Aotian's strength broke through again and reached the early stage of the Venerable Level.

After breaking through, Ling Aotian's body began to frantically absorb the surrounding aura, constantly nourishing his body.

After a long time, the surging aura finally slowly stopped, and Ling Aotian also opened his eyes at this moment.

"Finally become a supreme-level powerhouse!" A trace of excitement flashed in Ling Aotian's eyes, to this extent, he already had the confidence to be on an equal footing with the powerhouses on the continent, after all, the battle continent had already been cut off due to the existence of the Broken Holy Tower, and the Venerable level was already the pinnacle existence on the continent.