abnabooks Chapter 69 A Huge Uproar
Chapter 69 A Huge Uproar
With his terrifying divine power capable of moving mountains and unloading ridges, Wang Dao advanced triumphantly, as if entering an uninhabited land.
However, when he stepped onto the 260th floor with great momentum, he encountered an unprecedented enemy.
That was the mark of a handsome young swordsman, dressed in white.
Without any further ado, the young man simply raised his hand and waved it, and an extremely dazzling sword light, like an inverted Milky Way, instantly engulfed everything.
That murderous aura was extremely sharp, as if even the void itself had been sliced into neat fragments.
"puff!"
Wang Dao slumped to the ground on the 259th floor, his face grim, his chest heaving violently. The Radiant Armor he wore, a treasure powerful enough to withstand a Dao Seed's attack, was now cracked with a shocking sword mark, almost completely pierced through.
"Damn it, I was careless."
Wang Dao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling so frustrated he felt like vomiting blood.
Originally, relying on his mastery of the "Flowing Light and Illusory Dust Sword," he considered himself a minor expert in swordsmanship and regarded it as one of his trump cards.
In that battle just now, he was completely outmatched in swordsmanship, like a three-year-old child who had just learned to wield a sword fighting against a sword saint.
His opponent had mastered the art of swordsmanship to an art form, displaying a level of skill where every move was a masterpiece. This made him acutely aware of how shallow his own understanding of swordsmanship truly was.
He was swept away by a single, powerful sword strike!
After a long while, Wang Dao took a deep breath and forcibly calmed his mind.
He didn't rush forward to seek further abuse, but instead looked up at the void and spoke in a deep voice:
"Senior, I have a question. Please enlighten me!"
He was certain that this white jade staircase was not an inanimate object, but rather that some ancient and supreme will was guiding everything.
"I want to know, how exactly are these prodigies chosen for each duel arranged? Is it completely random, or..." Wang Dao's gaze was intense, "...specifically selecting the invincible in a certain field?"
After a brief silence, the familiar mechanical voice rang out again.
This time, however, a subtle, almost imperceptible fluctuation appeared in that cold tone:
"Each layer of the Pride Mark represents the most challenging opponent carefully selected for you by the White Jade Heavenly Rank based on your current state."
"You could even say it's specifically designed to target your weaknesses."
"As for the invincible..." the voice paused, seemingly with a hint of disdain, "those you have encountered so far are not enough to be called invincible."
"Because the first part of the White Jade Heavenly Stairs is designed to hone one's foundation and make up for deficiencies, not to seek invincibility, but to seek perfection."
A sudden realization flashed through Wang Dao's mind.
"So that's how it is! Since its physical body is unparalleled, it arranges for a master swordsman to attack it."
"If my spirit is weak, the next level will likely be filled with terrifying beings who specialize in cultivating the spirit. This is forcing me to be perfect!"
"So that means there will be opportunities to encounter a truly invincible expert in a certain field later on?" Wang Dao pressed.
"nature."
The voice spoke slowly, carrying a grand and ancient quality:
"Starting from the 500th floor, the guardian of each major realm's final gate will be a truly invincible being within that realm!"
"If you can defeat it, your mark will take its place, and you will become the new gatekeeper, worshipped by countless future climbers."
"The first three realms are merely laying the foundation; the journey has only just begun."
Wang Dao sat on the steps, remaining silent for a long time. The first three realms were merely laying the foundation; his boast was truly frightening.
He slowly stood up and subconsciously glanced down.
On the 245th floor, shrouded in mist, a beautiful purple figure gritted her teeth and persevered. Although her delicate body trembled, she never retreated even a single step.
"This woman is ridiculously domineering."
Wang Dao couldn't help but sigh. He had an incredible cheat code that allowed him to sweep all the way to this point.
Liu Ruyan, relying solely on her own strength, was able to fight her way to the 245th level, which is enough to demonstrate how terrifying her accumulation in the third realm was.
"It seems I can't slack off anymore; I need to continue making breakthroughs."
Wang Dao withdrew his gaze, his eyes rekindling with fierce fighting spirit, and looked at the 260th floor once more.
"Your weakness in kendo? Then practice until you can't find any fault with it!"
Wang Dao glanced once more at the purple figure below, who was locked in fierce combat with the Heavenly Pride Mark, his eyes remaining calm and unwavering.
He still has nine bottles of Purple Gold Eight Treasures Pills and a large amount of cultivation energy, which is the source of his confidence in challenging the sword prodigies.
Without further hesitation, he sat down cross-legged and resumed his drug-fueled ascetic practice.
At the same time, Liu Ruyan finally defeated her opponent, drenched in sweat, and successfully broke through the barrier.
She looked up at Wang Dao, who was sitting cross-legged on the 259th floor, enveloped in divine light, and a captivating smile appeared on her lips.
"Little thief, finally stopped?"
She sneered inwardly. If it weren't for this damned white jade staircase, which continuously manifested numerous rigid and arrogant marks that restrained her charm techniques and mental magic, she wouldn't have been delayed for so long.
"Once I climb to the 259th floor, I'll make you, you arrogant brat, taste the power of inner demons!"
……
While the two on the white jade steps were calculating their own moves, a huge uproar had already begun to erupt outside.
A piece of news, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, ignited public opinion throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Wang Dao, the seventh young master of the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion, has gone missing!
It is suspected that he was assassinated by the top assassins of the Hall of Rebirth in the Ten Thousand Mountains, and his body was never found!
As soon as the news broke, the people from the Hall of Rebirth immediately jumped out and started cursing in their underground channels, claiming that all the assassins they sent to carry out the mission had perished in the Ten Thousand Mountains, their soul jade slips shattered, and they hadn't even been able to harm Wang Dao. They claimed it was a complete frame-up.
However, nobody believed what Wang Sheng Tang said.
Soon, some busybodies revealed shocking information, claiming that they had personally witnessed a mysterious assassin wearing a silver mask deep in the mountains, who withstood the full power of Xue Wuhen, the Holy Son of the Blood River, demonstrating unfathomable strength.
"To be able to stand head-on against Xue Wuhen, such combat prowess must belong to a peerless genius hidden away by the Rebirth Hall! Assassinating a King Dao would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"
"That's right! Who else but the Rebirth Hall would do such dirty work!"
Public opinion was thoroughly stirred up by this seemingly true yet false news, with the focus immediately shifting to the Wangshengtang (a Buddhist temple).
The Hall of Rebirth is now extremely aggrieved. Not only did they fail to complete their mission, but their stronghold in the royal city was also wiped out by that wicked princess, Zheng Wanqing. Now, they have been unfairly accused of a huge crime.
"Bullshit! A genius with such strength wouldn't be hiding in the Hall of Rebirth as a shady assassin! He's definitely not one of us!"
The powerful figures of the Hall of Rebirth were making a frenzied rant on the dark web, attempting to defend themselves.
Unfortunately, nobody believed it. Public opinion had completely turned against them.
Right at this critical juncture, King Zhenbei, Wang Shengtian, made his move.
"Boom!"
At that moment, all the cultivators of the Great Zhou Dynasty felt a majestic divine might descend upon them.
A blazing sun blazed across the sky, surveying the heavens and earth. Wherever its light reached, the hidden strongholds of the Hall of Rebirth, no matter how cleverly disguised, were instantly exposed and ruthlessly erased.
Except for a few strongholds hidden in the most dangerous places and protected by ancient formations, the forces of the Hall of Rebirth within the Great Zhou territory were almost completely wiped out!
Wang Shengtian was furious. Wang Dao had disappeared right under his nose, how could he not be angry?
At the same time, several holy land sects, including Xuehetian, which had long-standing grudges against Wangshengtang, also took the opportunity to launch an attack, like sharks smelling blood, and carried out a bloody siege against Wangshengtang's industries and personnel in various places.
Overnight, this assassin organization, with its long and rich history, suffered heavy losses and was nearly crippled.
"King Zhenbei! Blood River Heaven! You have gone too far! This feud will not end until death!"