Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

After all of the Feather Clan had gone up the stairs, Gu Jian's expression was calm, as if he did not put the Flying Feather Flower of the fifth floor in his eyes.    

"Motherf * cker, your father has finally climbed up!"    

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ba Lu miserably climbed up to the 99th step. He ignored the others, opened his mouth, swallowed a few Pill, and began to recover.    

Ye Feng, who had heavy footsteps, did not say a single word as he ascended the spirit ascension stairs. Only the few of them had difficulty climbing …    

"Hahaha, as expected of a silver wax spearhead, it is useless to look at it. Human Clan Bloke, don't hold on anymore, get the hell down!"    

"His Fourth Level of Void Stage is even trying to bring people to pass, that's simply a joke!"    

The Martial Cultivator s who were defeated below taunted loudly, the ridicule coming from them one after another.    

"Useless meritorious service, foolish beyond belief!"    

Without a powerful trump card and treasure, it would be extremely difficult for him to even pass, let alone bring along two useless things.    

Thinking about ascending to the Divine level like this was no different from a pipe dream.    

Red-Haired Women of Water Clan shook her head, even with her "Ten Thousand Thunder Prison", she could barely bring one person, Ye Feng's actions, was simply suicidal.    

"Bah!"    

Ba Lu who was in the midst of cultivation opened one of his eyes, and fiercely spat at the 85th step: "If he can reach there, then I will be his son!"    

Ye Feng who was on the stairs was still slowly walking forward, his spirit energy constantly fluctuating, as though he was about to fall at any time.    

"Seventy-eight, seventy-nine …"    

Martial Cultivator s from various clans took the time to recover their condition while watching Ye Feng climb the ladder.    

"Eighty-five!"    

When Ye Feng reached the eighty-fifth step, everyone's expressions became ugly. They did not use any means and it was already extremely rare for his to reach this stage by relying on his body.    

Ba Lu looked like he had seen a ghost, his eyeballs almost falling out. Thinking back to what he had said before, he really wanted to cut off his own tongue.    

After a short pause, Ye Feng took another step, every step extremely difficult. When he was at the ninetieth step, his legs started trembling nonstop, and the veins on his temples started popping up.    

Ninety-first step.    

Ye Feng's body shook violently, like a broken leaf in the wind, he almost fell down.    

Every inch of his flesh and blood was emitting light, blocking against the mountain like pressure. The muscles on Ye Feng's face contorted as if he was carrying an entire mountain, and he couldn't even straighten his back.    

Visible to the naked eye, boundless gravity fell from the sky and smashed onto Ye Feng's back.    

"That's not right!"    

The carefully observing Red-Haired Women of Water Clan's expression suddenly changed, and said with a serious expression: "The dao energy this person carries, seems to be even heavier than us."    

"Nonsense, what a conceited thing. Bringing along two useless trash is simply something that you reap what you sow."    

Ba Lu taunted him with a disapproving look in his eyes. If he did not use the Berserker God's Tattoo, he would never be able to reach the 90th step. Barbarian Clan was known for their strong physical bodies in the first place, but now, they had clearly been suppressed by the Human Clan Martial Cultivator Ye Feng.    

Up till now, Ye Feng was the only one who had completely relied on his body to contend against the Divine Level Dao powers, and didn't even use any martial skill or treasures.    

"You are wrong. Even without the burden of those two, the Dao power he received would be much heavier than ours. How could I miss out? "    

Red-Haired Women of Water Clan's eyes became serious.    

Although the cultivation levels of Martial Cultivator were high and low, the gap between their bodies was not too wide, so the amount of dao energy a person could endure was about the same. However, why did Human Clan Martial Cultivator, who was the only one with such a high cultivation level, have a body that could endure much more than theirs?    

Could it be … Is this kid's physical body different from theirs?    

Both Fann Tian and Gu Jian had strange expressions on their faces. They had also felt that something was wrong, and a strange feeling wrapped around their minds.    

"Look, he's reached the 92nd step."    

"Any higher and you won't be able to withstand it with just your body. You're courting death …"    

Dong!    

After waiting for around ten breaths, Ye Feng took a step forward again. With that step, the scene between heaven and earth suddenly changed.    

With a boom, thousands of troops appeared out of nowhere.    

They were Yin Corpses, holding onto bloodied weapons, bringing with it a shocking killing intent, they slashed at Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng who was on the stairs suddenly raised his head, his expression extremely solemn.    

His steps stopped abruptly on the steps.    

In his sea of consciousness, there was a horrifying scene. Yin Corpses rubbed their shoulders, wanting to cut off their spirit.    

"Bring it on!"    

Ye Feng shouted, all the blood in his body was boiling, his endless fighting spirit ignited, holding onto the Killing Boorish Blade, he rushed towards the Yin Corpse, his spirit energy transforming into countless floating lights, the Cyan Black Nether Fire s swept out.    

This was a world of spiritual energy. It was a completely different battlefield.    

"Damn, this is the real scene after all …" Or … "Illusion realm!"    

The sudden terrifying scene caused all the Martial Cultivator s to be flabbergasted. Ba Lu could no longer continue his cultivation and shouted as he opened his eyes wide.    

"Real and fake, if only one. This was the true test of advancing to the Spirit Realm, if one wanted to pass, they had to defeat the Yin Corpses in the Spirit World. But, why is his test so difficult? "    

"We don't have this kind of method …"    

Gu Jian revealed a rare look of worry, compared to others, their test was much easier.    

Even when they were on the stairs, the other tower-like burly man from Human Clan was feeling relatively relaxed, as his footsteps sped up. He had already surpassed Ye Feng.    

And that person clearly hadn't experienced the battle of the Spiritual World …    

After a while, the light of the sun and moon in Fann Tian's eyes rotated as he spoke with a little helplessness, "My clan has records of Tower of Endlessness. It is said that the stronger one's innate talent is, the harder the test is."    

"What you mean is, the talent of that kid …" "He's even above me?"    

Ba Lu bellowed in anger, as though he could not accept the reality.    

"It seems that's right. This person is indeed a formidable opponent."    

Shui Ming interjected from the side.    

"Hmph …"    

"So what if your innate talent is strong? Didn't anyone tell you that there was never a lack of geniuses in the Divine Martial Realm? A genius who died in his infancy can only be considered an ice-cold corpse. "    

Fann Tian said with a cold expression.    

There was a hidden meaning within his words. This was a warning to them that once they were allowed to grow, they would become a huge source of trouble.    

But who didn't know that? Since he had already become the enemy, who would give him the chance to grow up?    

Puff!    

On the 92nd step, Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Even though it only took him a split-second to reach this step, a fierce battle had already passed within his spiritual world.    

Using all kinds of methods, he finally killed his way out using the Saber Intent, Cyan Black Nether Fire, and mental energy.    

With his back hunched, he stepped on his own blood and stepped onto the 93rd step.    

Pop...    

The ancient aura rushed forth like the wind, another set of Ancient Battlefield slowly unfolding. The ground collapsed, countless cracks split open on the ground, and streams of lava spewed out streams of fire tongues.    

The broken battlefield was filled with bones, the terrifying Demonic Beast and fierce birds covered the sky and let out hungry howls, as though they wanted to tear Ye Feng into pieces.    

Although it was only for a split-second, it was enough to cause the scalps of many Martial Cultivator to go numb …