At this mont, the figure in white standing on the twenty-eighth layer of the Celestial Stele had undoubtedly beco the focus of everyone's attention. Who could have imagined that Ye Qingcheng, at Martial Immortal First Layer, could break the records of Saint Potian and others?
Saint Potian, Demon Emperor, and Zai Lingtian had previously stated that the twenty-seventh layer of the Celestial Stele was a symbol, a hallmark of an era. Yet now, the white-robed goddess Ye Qingcheng had easily shattered it, making it a face-slapping mont.
However, no one seed to pay attention to their previous words; they were more concerned about whether Ye Qingcheng could take another step forward and reach the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele.
Everyone knew that every step on the Heaven-breaking Stele was increasingly difficult. The further up, the more challenging, especially the last three layers of the Celestial Stele. With every step, the will of Ancient Thought doubled in force. Yet, even with this, it seed that the white-robed goddess's steps could not be stopped.
Of course, without a doubt, the one with the ugliest expression now was Saint Potian. He was pondering what might have happened if the arranged marriage had succeeded before. Could the Holy Capital Immortal Kingdom truly unify the Immortal Realm?
"How could this be?" the Demon Emperor couldn't help but speak up. "She surpassed the twenty-seventh layer, reached the twenty-eighth layer of the Celestial Stele, and she's only Martial Immortal First Layer. Moreover, she did it in less than half an hour. How is this possible?"
The Demon Emperor was unwilling to believe that all this was true. Being the son of the Demon Emperor, he was a pinnacle paragon of the younger generation, always admired by all, never surpassed. Yet now, this stunning woman standing on the twenty-eighth layer of the Celestial Stele had broken his proud record in half an hour.
"Is she about to challenge the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele?" At this mont, soone exclaid from the crowd, noticing Ye Qingcheng beginning to slowly lift her foot, heading towards the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele.
Though the Celestial Stele was high, it seed unable to block her path forward.
Dong~
At this mont, a heavy footstep resounded. Everyone saw Ye Qingcheng's other foot successfully move several ters, standing on the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele, her three thousand strands of hair fluttering in the wind, cold and peerless.
Her flowing garnts gave people a sense of untouchable grandeur.
Bang~
A loud crash followed as endless Ancient Thought's force swept towards Ye Qingcheng like a storm, intending to extinguish her will. Moreover, driven by the mad will of Ancient Thought, her body began to sway slightly, and crimson blood finally overflowed from her mouth, stirring compassion among the viewers.
"Can she stabilize?" Many people looked at her shaking figure and couldn't help but sigh. Even if she failed at the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele, she was already dazzling enough.
Buzz buzz buzz~
At this mont, standing on the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele, Ye Qingcheng felt a buzzing in her mind as the will of Ancient Thought repeatedly swept through her consciousness, trying to destroy her resolve. Yet, her spirit was unyielding.
Since this Celestial Stele could justify aptitude, she wanted to see at which layer she would finally stop.
Thinking this, Immortal Qi spread around her, frantically resisting the unending will of Ancient Thought. Shortly afterward, under everyone's focus, she withdrew her left foot, and both feet stood firmly on the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele as if rooted there.
"She's stable, my heavens, she's stable!"
"How did she do it?"
"The twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele, she's stable?"
"..."
Below, people looked at the white-robed goddess on the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele with a dazed expression. That was the twenty-ninth layer; one more step forward, and she would reach the peak and overlook the world.
At this mont, the people from the direction of the Haotian Sect were also taken aback. Ye Qingcheng, at Martial Immortal First Layer, ascending the Celestial Stele, breaking the record, successfully reaching the twenty-ninth layer—who has done so across the ages?
Is this the terrifying aspect of a chosen one?
Duandao's heart couldn't stay calm, nor could the hearts of Di Tian and others.
The Heaven-breaking Stele justifies aptitude. Is this her talent?
Of course, besides talent, there is also an extrely tenacious heart. Otherwise, she couldn't have achieved this step.
Can she reach the peak? If she really does, what will the outco be? So people had a fleeting fantasy. Even if she couldn't reach the top, she would surely try, wouldn't she?
At this mont, a cold and charming woman from the Jiuxian Immortal Sect stared at Ye Qingcheng on the Celestial Stele, her eyes flashing with icy killing intent. Her mission was to assassinate Ye Qingcheng; it was her duty, whether successful or not, she had no choice.
The woman, naturally, was Leng Yan.
Afterward, Leng Yan turned and left the crowd quietly, disappearing from this space.
Of course, no one knew about this, but it's not surprising. Having undergone rigorous assassination training since childhood, she was one of the most formidable assassins of the younger generation. Her ability to escape unnoticed was not unprecedented.
"What does the thirtieth layer of the Celestial Stele contain?" Ye Qingcheng raised her beautiful eyes and looked towards the thirtieth layer. With just one glance, she already felt the Ancient Thought from the thirtieth layer frantically emanating, seemingly taunting her, Ye Qingcheng.
However, Ye Qingcheng's expression remained remarkably calm. Since she had reached the twenty-ninth layer of the Celestial Stele, even if heavily injured, she would give it a try.
"Do you know who you are?" At this mont, a voice echoed in Ye Qingcheng's mind. This voice seed ancient, intent on destroying her will and erasing her consciousness.
"I am Ye Qingcheng!" Ye Qingcheng thought, her beautiful eyes betraying no sign of change.
Dong~
Then, under everyone's gaze, she finally took the last step. Sudden bursts of crimson blood gushed out, dyeing her white robes, but she showed no retreat. She allowed the relentless Ancient Thought to brutally scour her mind and shine through her delicate physique.
"Your Ancient Thought cannot extinguish my will; your thoughts cannot shake my resolve!" A voice continued to resonate in Ye Qingcheng's mind. Having chosen this step, she had no regrets.
Buzz buzz buzz~
The wind roared as Ye Qingcheng's aura climbed. An endless immortal light surrounded her, forming an enclosure and enveloping her. Moreover, her immortal light grew increasingly bright, causing those below to widen their eyes.
The will of Ancient Thought forced out her potential. Was she about to breakthrough?
Indeed, half an hour later, amidst the shock of all onlookers, she ascended into Martial Immortal Second Layer.
The will of Ancient Thought had accomplished Ye Qingcheng.
"What?" However, at this mont, people saw that Ye Qingcheng's aura continued to ascend, as if achieving one realm was not her goal.
This was a sign of continuous breakthroughs.
Wow~
In an instant, endless immortal light swept across the void, forming a vortex that frantically absorbed the dense Immortal Qi around. The Immortal Qi descended from the sky, entering directly into Ye Qingcheng's Celestial Spirit.
Within just half an incense stick's ti, Ye Qingcheng broke through once again.
This was an opportunity, Ye Qingcheng's opportunity. Of course, opportunities always coexist with danger. Had Ye Qingcheng stepped forward and been ravaged by Ancient Thought, there would be no opportunity now.
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