The stolen magic is a bit magical

The Seventh Elder was terrified, and his mouth formed an "O" shape.

Meanwhile, atop the distant ruined tower, the elder frantically rubbed his eyes.

The disciple next to him gaped, shouting, "Master! Master! The seventh level! The seventh level!"

"Only the second time in three thousand years that a seventh-level prodigy has appeared... a seventh-level prodigy indeed!" The elder stroked his beard. "The sect leader is still in seclusion. Will he emerge because of this child?"

Lin Xiaosu was secretly alarmed as she stepped onto the seventh floor.

Upon ascending this platform, his cultivation was firmly suppressed to the level of Sky Gazing.

His gazing at the heavens was no ordinary gazing at the heavens.

When he was in the Sky-Gazing Realm, he could step into the Enlightenment Realm and kill Enlightenment Realm cultivators as easily as killing chickens.

In other words, as long as the opponent's combat power has not broken through the Enlightenment Realm, it is not enough to put pressure on him.

He felt the pressure at this level of platform.

It was even more intense than the pressure he felt when he first entered enlightenment.

Besides a freak like him, who else in the world could withstand the pressure of the Enlightenment Realm at the Sky-Gazing Realm?

How many people can climb these seven steps?

Lin Xiaosu saw one.

A person standing on the edge of the steps.

The person's clothes were tattered, but very clean.

A strong wind blew, and his hair flew wildly.

A pair of eyes, bright as sword light, watched him quietly.

"Young man, where do you come from?" came the voice, which was very gentle.

Lin Xiaosu's gaze fell on his neck, where he wore a strange necklace with nine small heads on it. The heads were of different colors: some were snow-white, some were jet black, some were purple, and some were as red as blood.

Demonic energy roams freely.

Extremely unique.

“From the desolate capital!” Lin Xiaosu said.

"What's your last name?"

"My surname is Su!" Lin Xiaosu asked. "And who are you, senior?"

"Please don't address me as 'senior.' If you don't mind, how about calling me Brother Dong? My name is Dong Sanqiu!"

Dong Sanqiu!
Lin Xiaosu smiled gently: "In the ruins of this city, I have heard the legend of Brother Dong. It is said that you are the first person in three thousand years to step onto the seventh step."

"I didn't intend to make a scene that day; I had no other choice," Dong Sanqiu said. "But why did Brother Su climb the seven steps?"

"I only wish to see the unparalleled scenery of the place where the Human Emperor attained enlightenment."

“Brother Su, if you wish to see the scenery of the place where the Human Emperor attained enlightenment, please come over here. This side has the scenery you wish to see!” Dong Sanqiu said.

Lin Xiaosu followed him to the spot where he had been sitting and admiring the view. As her gaze fell downwards, his heart pounded...

Normally, one can see mountains and rivers scattered like stars when looking down from a high place, but the snow-covered plains below stirred his heart.

The mountains, rivers, and roads resemble a naturally formed Bagua diagram.

Every line carries an unparalleled mystery.

Dong Sanqiu's voice came from beside him: "Brother Su, you have the world in your heart and compassion for humanity. To others, this 'true law of humanity' is just mountains and rivers, but to you, it should be a different kind of understanding. Is that so?"

Lin Xiaosu was startled and turned her gaze to Dong Sanqiu.

Dong Sanqiu cupped his hands slightly and said, "Let's exchange greetings again. I am Dong Sanqiu, a recluse from the mountains. I greet Lord Su, the Snow-Clad Marquis!"

Lin Xiaosu asked, "Brother Dong...do you know me?"

Dong Sanqiu said, “In the past, my Dong clan was oppressed by the Demonic Sect, and our disciples scattered and fled. I have an older sister who fled to Jiangnan and settled down. Last year, before the New Year, my sister sent me a message saying that Jiangnan was now peaceful and the disciples were living in peace and prosperity, all thanks to Marquis Xueyi. Along with the message was a portrait of you. I understand my sister’s intention; she hopes that I can come out of the mountains to help you. However, when I entered the Snow Plains, I made a promise with my master that I should not get involved in worldly conflicts except for killing the Demonic Sect. That is why I failed my sister’s wishes. Today, Marquis, your arrival here is truly the will of Heaven!”

Lin Xiaosu was filled with emotion.

For him, going to the south of the Yangtze River was merely a move to increase his own bargaining power.

However, water spilled on the wall will eventually leave a mark.

This trip to the south of the Yangtze River affected the interests of many people, but it also brought benefits to even more people.

Many external forces hate him.

However, many people are also grateful to him.

For example, this sister of Dong Sanqiu, who is at least several hundred years old, and he doesn't even know which state or prefecture she is in, still gave him a reward that he had no idea about.

"Are all the heads on Brother Dong's neck from the Demonic Sect?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"Yes!"

"In my opinion, they are all at the realm of mastery."

"Yes!" Dong Sanqiu said, "However, I am still far from the path of my ultimate revenge. Therefore, I can only spend another thousand years honing my skills here in the Human Emperor's Enlightenment Ground... Brother Su, would you like to go into seclusion here?"

“I do not wish to deceive you, Brother Dong. I have indeed come to this platform to learn the true methods of humanity. However, even from these seven levels, I cannot fully grasp the complete picture of the true methods of humanity. I wish to ascend to the next level.”

Dong Sanqiu's expression changed slightly: "Brother Su, the seventh level allows one to glimpse the true method. This is the rule of the Human Emperor. Although one cannot see the whole picture, it is still a great opportunity. Almost all the top experts in the world who want to see the true method also try to see it here. Do you know why no one has the idea of ​​going up to the next level?"

"Why?"

"It's because the eighth level is a chasm between the seventh and eighth levels! The pressure increases tenfold. If you can't withstand it and fall off the Nine Extremes Platform, you won't be able to climb it again." Dong Sanqiu said, "Therefore, in my humble opinion, you should first go into seclusion here to comprehend what you see before you, and then decide whether to risk climbing it."

"Brother Dong, your intentions are kind, but my mind is made up!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Farewell, Brother Dong, I'm leaving now!"

His waist slowly bent...

All the true energy in his body was concentrated at this moment...

He felt the pressure from above.

The pressure was truly overwhelming.

Above the eighth level, it is invisible from the outside. Even if you stand on the seventh level, you cannot see the eighth level, simply because the thick fog above blocks the view all year round. This thick fog cannot be seen through regardless of one's cultivation level.

"Brother Su..." Dong Sanqiu called out softly...

boom!
With a soft tremor, Lin Xiaosu suddenly leaped up.

The figure disappeared into the thick fog.

Dong Sanqiu's expression truly changed.

He is the first person in three thousand years to step onto the seventh platform.

No one knew the horrors of the eighth floor better than him.

With his incredibly solid foundation and unwavering perseverance, he had cultivated diligently on this platform for three hundred years, tempering himself again and again under the weight of heaven and earth. Yet, he still dared not challenge the eighth platform. If he failed, he would lose the qualification to ascend the Nine Extremes Platform again. Cultivating on the Nine Extremes Platform was the best place for him, and he did not want to lose this best place of cultivation where no one could disturb him and where his foundation was tempered a hundred times over.

But this Marquis in Snow Robes challenged him directly.

He didn't know the outcome of this challenge.

Because whether he succeeds or fails, the outcome will not be revealed to him. If he succeeds, he will create the greatest miracle, and no one will know. If he fails, he will be knocked off the Nine Extremes Platform and fall into the snowfield, and no one will know where he will land.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaosu, suspended in mid-air, felt her heart pounding.

He truly felt the limits of his body.

He used all his foundation, he used all his potential.

With a leap through the void, he pierced through the mist below and saw the scenery of the eighth floor. However, the overwhelming pressure above, like the collapse of the sky, transformed into a raging torrent that threatened to crush him down.

His highest point was still three feet away from the eighth step!
He had no strength left to leap up even though it was only three feet high.

However, Lin Xiaosu suddenly stretched out her hand and slammed it against the stone wall in front of her, using the force to get up!

The thick fog beneath his feet vanished, and the fog around him completely dispersed, revealing the vast mountains and rivers below. It was still not the complete picture that resembled the Bagua diagram of heaven and earth, but it was much clearer and more complete than the seventh floor.

Lin Xiaosu raised her eyes and looked up.

There is one more step above.

It's just one level, yet it's like a ladder to heaven.

To fight or not to fight?

It's not a problem!

He came to Jiujitai not just to see the scenery, nor to challenge his potential, but with a clear mission.

He needs to see the full picture of the "humanitarian true law".

He wants his lamp to truly embody the "Dao of Heaven within a Square Inch".

Enlightenment through fragmented diagrams involves too many variables.

Only the true and complete humanistic law can ensure that its lamp illuminates the path forward for humanity!

Lin Xiaosu sat on the eighth-floor platform, meditating in seclusion.

An hour later, he slowly stood up.

Take a step forward.

This step feels like carrying a mountain on your back!

The pressure is no longer ten times greater than the pressure at the next level, but dozens or even hundreds of times greater!
Under such pressure, even with extraordinary abilities, he could not leap even an inch higher. He could only bear the mountain-like pressure on his shoulders and measure this heavenly ladder with his own two feet.

Every step is an insurmountable chasm.

Behind them lay a bottomless abyss.

The sky has no end, the road has no end, and the pressure piles on and on, seemingly without end.

Before he knew it, his forehead was covered in sweat. His body was like a taut steel cable, every inch of his flesh and blood was straining, and every nerve was straining.

He seemed to have been forcibly demoted from a Daoist warrior, losing all his cultivation and becoming an ordinary person, carrying hundreds of kilograms of weight on his shoulders, climbing an insurmountable mountain.

The sweat that hadn't been produced in a long time suddenly poured out from my body.

I feel tired, a feeling I haven't experienced in a long time; it's pervasive throughout my body.

Sweat soaked the white stones beneath my feet, and the mountaintop still seemed impossibly far away.

This……

Is it really possible to get up there?

Retreating at this point doesn't count as being knocked down.

Returning to the eighth level, I should be able to comprehend the true principles of humanity. Most of the world's top experts comprehend the true principles of humanity at the seventh level. I am on the eighth level, which is still a step above them. Is it necessary to suffer the consequences of broken bones and total defeat for a so-called ninth level that offers no hope?

The thought arose in his mind, and for a brief moment, he truly considered giving up.

However, looking back on the journey so far, recalling the selfless sacrifices of our predecessors during those most difficult and arduous years, looking ahead to the great calamity that will ensue two years from now, and imagining the various possibilities that might befall our loved ones in that calamity...

He took a deep breath and decided to give it his all!
The thought was absolutely firm at that moment.

At this moment, his swordsmanship was exceptionally clear.

His steps regained their steadiness.

I pressed forward step by step, ignoring the immense pressure that might cause permanent damage to my body. I had only one goal: even if my cultivation was completely destroyed and my physical body was ruined, I would crawl to the top!

Time flowed by, and he felt nothing. He didn't care what he was stepping on; he just kept walking, even though there was no hope ahead, he would keep moving forward forever...

He seemed to hear the booming of cannons.

……

No mountain may be high, but it cannot surpass the belief in one's heart.

The road may be long and winding, but it can't compare to the longing in my heart...

On the seventh floor, Dong Sanqiu quietly looked at the eighth floor.

The clouds above were swirling, obscuring everything, but his heart was filled with turbulent emotions.

He carries a deep-seated blood feud and considers himself to be as firm as iron. He has been trapped on this platform for three hundred years, yet he dares not take a single step. Is this the difference between him and Xueyi Hou?

Why not give it a shot!
Let's see where your true potential lies...

Suddenly, his gaze fell.

A person appeared out of thin air on the third-level platform below!
In the blink of an eye, this person appeared on the fourth-level platform, and he couldn't even tell how this person had gotten up there.

In another instant, level five, level six.

Without a sound, a figure appeared in front of him.

This man, dressed in gray, looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but his eyes held a profound detachment, as if he had already transcended the vicissitudes of life…

“You are…” Dong Sanqiu only managed to utter two words.

The person in front of him raised their eyes, and Dong Sanqiu suddenly felt as if his sea of ​​consciousness was being strongly suppressed, and his heart trembled violently.

This place is the Nine Extremes Platform.

No matter who comes here, their cultivation level is suppressed to the level of Sky Gazing.

In theory, no matter who comes here, He Dong Sanqiu has nothing to fear.

However, the person in front of him changed this ironclad rule and was able to suppress his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Has that kid surnamed Su gone up?" the man asked.

"Who are you? What business do you have with Marquis Xueyi?" Dong Sanqiu took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

"If I were to say that I wish to tear out his tendons and peel off his skin, what would you do?" the man asked.

Dong Sanqiu slowly straightened up: "Then, I can only tell you that the Nine Extremes Platform does not welcome you. Please leave!"

call!
The newcomer gently waved his sleeve.

With just a flick of his sleeve, the platform on the seventh level rippled like a surging wave, and Dong Sanqiu was forced back ten feet to the edge of the platform, his heart pounding wildly.

This...how is this possible?

Standing on the Nine Extremes Platform, I should be invincible. Even if the three great masters came here, they would only be defeated by me. Why is this?
"Excellent! To withstand my attack without falling from the platform, you truly deserve to be called a hero!"

boom!
With a single palm strike, he pierced through all of space, appearing out of thin air, and imprinted himself on Dong Sanqiu's chest. Dong Sanqiu was unable to control himself and fell off the high platform.

The man looked up at the eighth floor.

With a swift movement, he disappeared into the clouds above.

A moment later, he stood on the eighth platform, looked around, and was finally shocked: "There's no one on the eighth floor. This kid is interesting!"

The unusual activity below did not disturb Lin Xiaosu.

He finally reached the top, with the ninth platform just a stone's throw away.

However, the final step was so bizarre.

The pressure was completely materialized; the space above, seemingly empty, was like transparent solid ice.

Demons danced wildly all around, ghosts roamed beneath one's feet like ropes, and ghostly wails filled the air.

Under pressure, his ribs seemed to break one by one.

The noise is enough to disturb everyone's mind.

The slightest lapse in vigilance will surely lead to utter ruin...

However, Lin Xiaosu raised his eyes, his sword heart like a sword piercing the sky: "Break!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth!

He took a step forward, breaking through countless obstacles, and stood firmly on the ninth high platform.

With this step, all the pressure vanished.

All the wailing and howling were completely silenced.

The clouds in the sky were exceptionally high and distant, and the sky was a clear, blue expanse.

His gaze fell down and landed on his feet.

The ruins of the capital are clearly visible, and the path we have taken is also clearly visible.

The true form of this peak was revealed; it was a giant, snow-white tortoise, and he stood atop the tortoise's head.

The turtle's shell is the vast snowfield.

On the vast snow-covered plains, the mountains and rivers are all covered with the patterns on the back of a snow turtle.

The entire snow turtle was within sight.

The patterns on the snow tortoise's shell are all there.

Each line carries profound mysteries, and when combined, they have endless uses.

Lin Xiaosu calmed her mind, sat cross-legged, and gazed at the vast snowfield, trying to comprehend the "True Law of Humanity" left behind by Emperor Xin.

The true path of humanity is not hidden in secret chambers or deep palaces, but has always been in the sunlight.

Only by being on the Nine Extremes Platform can one get a full view. You could say that perspective determines angle, or you could say that this is the painstaking effort of Emperor Xin.

Only those truly outstanding figures throughout history who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him are qualified to uphold the true principles of humanity and interpret the "Heavenly Way within a Square Inch".

Time passes day by day.

Seven days and seven nights have passed in the blink of an eye.

Late at night that day!
On the desolate Zhuque Avenue, dark clouds loomed overhead, foreshadowing an impending spring rain.

A butterfly fluttered and flew into the Cloud King's Palace.

The seventh prince, Prince Yun, sat in the Jinyun Pavilion, surrounded by seven hidden dragons, each concealed in a different location.

This was prepared by His Majesty for the princes.

The Prince of Ji died in Jizhou. His Majesty is no fool and has realized the danger. Therefore, breaking with ancestral precedent, he has activated the Hidden Dragon Protection to protect all the princes.

As a newly promoted prince with military achievements on the battlefield, Prince Yun is currently the most suitable candidate for the Eastern Palace. The Hidden Dragons he has assigned are also of the highest standard, consisting of one Daoist Master and six Guiding Masters.

Everyone is an absolute expert in a certain field.

However, no one noticed the butterfly.

Spring is here, flowers are blooming, butterflies are fluttering, but who cares?

Unexpectedly, the butterfly flew to within three feet of Cloud King and suddenly burst open...

The explosion enveloped the entire palace in smoke and dust.

The Daoist Hidden Dragon charged up, but his body suddenly stiffened and he collapsed with a thud, just like an ordinary person.

The King of Clouds had an expression of extreme terror on his face. The wine cup in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground. Before the cup even hit the ground, his flesh and blood were completely gone, leaving only bones.

thumping!
The wine glass shattered, and cracks appeared in the bones.

As the wind blew, a layer of white ash on the crack was swept away by the wind.

Gradually, the white ash was blown away, and in the Jinyun Pavilion, only the Prince of Yun was left with one set of princely robes and seven or eight sets of palace maid costumes.

"Ah..." A maid in the backyard screamed, her voice abruptly cut off, and her flesh disintegrated completely.

Deep within the palace!

His Majesty stood up abruptly, and a roar shook the depths of the palace!

Countless ministers flew into the deep palace, while His Majesty was in the Wenling Hall, his face completely hidden in the darkness.

"Your Majesty, this...this must be the work of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!" said Lei Tianlun, the Pavilion Master of Zhentian Pavilion.

"To dare to poison a prince in the desolate capital is simply outrageous and lawless!" Song Lifu was also furious.

"Indeed, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect dares to commit such heinous acts, making them a mortal enemy of the imperial dynasty. Retaliation against the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect should be launched immediately..."

"Where is Marquis Xueyi?" His Majesty asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Xueyi left the desolate capital ten days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown," Lei Tianlun said.

His Majesty's gaze slowly swept down to a corner below: "Minister Lin!"

All eyes turned to that spot at the same time.

That place was somewhat darker than other places.

A figure stepped out from the darkness; it was none other than Lin Weiyang, the Imperial Envoy.

"Your Majesty!" Lin Weiyang bowed and said, "This humble subject does not quite agree with the opinions of the officials."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Do you disagree with the assessment of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?

Do you think you can deny this?
Killing Prince Ji in front of the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate and then killing Prince Yun is so unscrupulous that it arouses the wrath of both heaven and man. If you dare not admit it, wouldn't you be courting death?
The ministers were all furious.

"Tell me," His Majesty said in a deep voice.

Lin Weiyang said, "You all believe that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is the real culprit and that we should point the finger at this mastermind. I do not deny that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect deserves to die and be destroyed, but please think carefully, are you really the only ones who were involved?"

"What does Lord Lin mean?" Lei Tianlun asked.

Lin Weiyang said, "My lords, although the ones who made the move were indeed from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and they were indeed acting under the banner of retaliating against the Zhen Tian Army for destroying the Thousand Poisons Sect, how could it be so simple that they killed Prince Lan Ning first, then Prince Ji, and then Prince Yun? There are indications that their killings were in support of the Heart Sect's plans and arrangements against the Eastern Palace!"

Everyone was shocked.

Yup!

If it was merely retaliation from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, why did they make such a precise choice?
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has no tradition of controlling the imperial court.

Only in the heart can it be found!

In fact, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is not suitable for controlling the imperial court. They cultivate their Dao through poison, and the common people are terrified of the mere mention of poison. Such a force is not suitable for controlling the imperial court; it is only suitable as a deterrent.

And what about the door to the heart?

Their consistent approach is to control the court, using any means necessary. The two top powers had already demonstrated their intention to form an alliance during the meeting in Lanzhou.

The concrete evidence is that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect fabricated a rumor that "the emperor has lost his virtue and needs to abdicate." When the rumor spread throughout Lanzhou, Lin Weiyang went to Lanzhou in person and found a large number of people who were fueling the rumor, confirming that they were from the Heart Sect.

This indicates that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Heart Sect have formed an alliance within the Great Wilderness!
They killed the three princes, each of whom was the one closest to the Eastern Palace before they were killed.

How could there be such a clever method?

"Go on!" His Majesty said in a deep voice.

Lin Weiyang said, "Your Majesty, now that we know the killing of three kings was a conspiracy between the Heart Gate and the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate, we cannot fall into the trap of seeking revenge against the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate. Since the Ten Thousand Poisons Gate's headquarters are far away in the Central Region, there is no foothold in the mortal world for revenge, and such retaliation would be futile. Instead, we should change our approach and deliver a fatal blow to this accomplice!" (End of Chapter)