Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

He made it!

Everyone’s heart lurched. They all thought they were hallucinating and rubbed their eyes with all their might.

Since Ancient Times, aside from one person, no one else had ever reached that level.

Now, someone had set foot on it once again, shattering the myth.

Those still climbing all looked up, their Divine Senses locked onto the figure in white. Many of them were all too familiar with him.

It was that God of Slaughter from before!

"He... he’s really only at the True Essence Sixth Layer?"

Many still hadn’t snapped back to their senses.

A place that even the strongest disciples wouldn’t dare to dream of, and a cultivator at the True Essence Sixth Layer had just stepped onto it. If they hadn’t seen Ye Wushuang with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a lie.

The strongest disciples on the forty-ninth and fiftieth floors were just as stunned. They had always believed that Ye Wushuang would, at most, not surpass the fiftieth floor or so.

But reality was the complete opposite. They had never imagined it—the eighty-first floor. That was already beyond their wildest imaginations.

One hundred thousand points. How many people did one have to kill? How many opportunities did one have to seize to get there?

How many opportunities?

’Right, Ye Wushuang must have obtained some Heaven-Defying Opportunities!’

As Yang Dingtian reeled from the shock, a glint appeared in his eyes.

’The Heaven-Defying Opportunities Ye Wushuang obtained must be the treasure from Flame Mountain! That belongs to me! The person standing on the eighty-first floor right now should be me!’

’Damn it! Damn it all! Ye Wushuang, those Heaven-Defying Opportunities are mine! I’ll kill you! I definitely will!’

Yang Dingtian roared in his heart. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and his fists crackled.

He wasn’t the only one. Wudao, Beize Sheng, and that mysterious, strange youth all had the same thought.

Ye Wushuang had obtained opportunities in the Demon Hall and the Divine Hall. All of those should have been theirs, but instead, they had all gone to Ye Wushuang.

’Ye Wushuang!’

Among all the disciples, the one with the strangest expression was Mo Wentian. He had originally thought Ye Wushuang was just a worthless nobody who couldn’t amount to anything.

But the current scene was a heavy slap to his face.

’No wonder Qingxue looks at you in a new light. You’ve got some luck, haven’t you? You must have gotten quite a few world-shaking opportunities. It’s truly tempting.’

Mo Wentian gave a strange smile. ’Your opportunities will soon be mine. I’ll make you hand them over obediently.’

Putting away his strange smile, he turned to Dii Qingxue and thought, ’And you, Dii Qingxue. You are destined to be my woman. You can’t escape.’

As if sensing something, Dii Qingxue also turned and glanced at Mo Wentian.

Seeing this, Mo Wentian gave her a warm smile.

"Qing’er, let’s go." Dii Qingxue said no more and pulled Yangg Qing’er, whose small mouth was agape in an "O," toward the Light Gate.

Yangg Qing’er finally snapped back to her senses. An irrepressible look of pride bloomed on her pretty face, as if she were saying: See that? That’s my man!

Meanwhile, on the forty-eighth floor, another graceful figure was gazing at Ye Wushuang.

It was Tang Yunxuan.

Her face was filled with bitterness and regret.

Earlier, in the Divine Hall, she had regretted not staying by Ye Wushuang’s side to fight with him. Compared to Yangg Qing’er, she had been far too selfish.

’Ye Wushuang, forget the eighty-first floor—even if you reach the ninety-ninth, I will still kill you.’

After a moment, Tang Yunxuan clenched her delicate fist and also headed for the Light Gate, extremely competitive and incredibly stubborn!

"His limit is the eighty-first floor. Let’s go too." Yang Dingtian and the others also walked toward the Light Gate. They had committed Ye Wushuang to memory. As soon as they left the Earth Palace, they would ensure he didn’t live.

On the eighty-first floor, Ye Wushuang was oblivious to everyone’s reactions. Standing there now, even he found it incredible.

Looking down, he could see the entire grand prairie, giving him the true feeling of having reached the absolute peak.

At this moment, it would be a lie to say Ye Wushuang wasn’t excited.

’I wonder what the opportunity on the eighty-first floor is?’ Ye Wushuang stared excitedly at the Light Gate. Whatever was on the eighty-first floor was bound to be extraordinary.

Thinking this, Ye Wushuang quickly walked over.

"Damn it all, kid! What do you think you’re doing?" Suddenly, the Dragon Cat’s voice entered Ye Wushuang’s ears, its tone full of exasperation.

Ye Wushuang stopped in his tracks. "What’s wrong?"

"Damn it all, keep climbing! Are you really going to just grab some piece of trash here and leave? Even if you’re content with that, Lord Cat isn’t!"

"Don’t stop! Keep going up! The treasure on the top floor is the best one!"

The Dragon Cat lectured him resentfully.

’The very top floor?’

’Isn’t that the legendary place that no one has ever set foot on?’

Ye Wushuang looked up at the place shimmering with a nine-colored halo.

That was a truly "legendary" place, where no one had ever trod.

Even the levels beyond the eighty-first were considered taboo.

Perhaps subconsciously, Ye Wushuang had stopped on the eighty-first floor without even considering continuing on.

Reminded by the Dragon Cat, Ye Wushuang immediately asked, "Can I still go up with my current points?"

"Don’t worry about it. You go up first. Lord Cat will explain later."

The Dragon Cat was even more curious about what was on the ninety-ninth floor than Ye Wushuang was. Seeing him hesitate, it urged him anxiously, "Kid, hurry up! Lord Cat wouldn’t lie to you."

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang pondered for a moment, backed away from the Light Gate, and tried to step onto the next level.

"Heavens! Look! Look! Ye Wushuang, he... he’s...!"

Suddenly, just as everyone was about to enter the Light Gate, a sky-shattering cry tore through the clouds, reaching every corner.

At that moment, Yang Dingtian, Tang Yunxuan, Dii Qingxue, and the others paused in confusion.

Their gazes shifted toward the eighty-first floor, and their pupils contracted abruptly. They opened their mouths several times as if to say something, but it was as though their throats were choked, unable to produce a sound.

Ye Wushuang’s figure vanished from the eighty-first floor—not because he had entered the Light Gate, but because he had stepped onto the next level, breaking the previous record.

Instantly, the air froze. The Divine Communication Tower fell into a dead silence.

Ye Wushuang, of course, knew none of this. Spurred on by the Dragon Cat, he continued upward, ascending level after level.

A quarter of an hour later, his figure appeared at the very top: the ninety-ninth floor!

Watching this scene unfold, everyone felt as if their hearts had stopped beating.

The ninety-ninth floor!

The legendary place... Ye Wushuang had set foot on it. This was an act of defying the heavens.

Streaks of colorful light enveloped him, making him look like a supreme Divine Emperor gazing down upon the world.

PTHOO!

PTHOO!

Gazing at this sight, many of those with weaker dispositions felt their Dao Hearts crumble, and their bodies began to tremble.

Even the strongest disciples, like Yuh Yuzhen, nearly lost control of their Dao Hearts, unable to withstand such an impact.

They didn’t know the full meaning of the ninety-ninth floor, but they were sure of at least one thing: the ninety-ninth floor represented heaven-defying Destiny!

Ye Wushuang’s strength wasn’t the greatest, but his Destiny... it was too terrifying. Everyone couldn’t help but exclaim: a Demon Fiend!

’A legend?’

They had hunted Ye Wushuang from the very beginning but had failed to kill him. Instead, they had paved his path with blood and bone, creating a legend.

From this day forward, Ye Wushuang’s name would surely spread throughout the Endless Wilderness, becoming far more renowned than their own!

This made Yang Dingtian and the others fall silent. A large part of the reason Ye Wushuang was able to get this far was thanks to them. It was their own people who had created his legend with their blood!