I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Cang Yunzi's majestic voice, like rolling thunder, reverberated and echoed in the forcibly torn void.

"The Heavenly Ascent Staircase has a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps!"

Cang Yunzi wildly swept his sleeves, pointing towards the vast, long dragon made of white jade that stretched straight into the depths of chaos.

"Each of these nine hundred and ninety-nine steps retains the pressure of the laws!"

Golden light poured down from the sky, illuminating the white jade steps in every detail.

On the surface of the ten-meter-high steps, the ancient totems engraved on the stone seem to come alive under the refraction of golden light.

The Taotie opened its blood-red maw, large enough to devour mountains and rivers, and the Yinglong's scales gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

A sense of savagery, bloodshed, and desolation, spanning countless eras, flowed into the lungs of all the prodigies, causing the blood and qi of the more than twenty people present to boil violently like a powder keg that had been ignited.

"To ascend the Heavenly Staircase, you must not use spatial equipment or borrow external forces. The only way is to circulate your own martial arts essence and directly confront the pressure of the laws!"

The illusory images of stars flickered in Cang Yunzi's eyes, and his voice carried a power that struck straight to the soul.

"The Heavenly Steps are like a blazing furnace, and the oppressive force is like a raging fire. During this ascent, the pressure of the laws will forcefully hammer your martial arts essence like a heavy hammer, which will greatly benefit you!"

"The higher you go, the more terrifying the pressure from the laws becomes."

Cang Yunzi pointed to the end of the dazzling golden void.

"The higher you climb, the closer you get to the golden statue, and the greater your chance of comprehending the Great Dao!"

Golden light from the void, accompanied by a violent surge of energy, washed over Welcoming Peak.

Everyone stared at the dazzling scene before them and held their breath in unison.

Cang Yunzi swung his right arm down suddenly.

"Climb the steps, begin!"

Within half a breath of the words, more than twenty blinding gas explosions erupted in succession on Yingke Peak Square.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The bluish-gray basalt floor tiles could not withstand the terrifying instantaneous reaction force and collapsed, creating large pits several meters deep.

Feng Wuhen exerted force with both legs, and his body transformed into a streak of scarlet blood light that shot into the sky.

The malevolent energy within him emanated from his body like a tangible fog, condensing in mid-air into a six-meter-long phantom of a blood-red shark.

The ferocious shark opened its massive jaws, filled with sharp teeth, and smashed through the air wall blocking its path. With a deafening sonic boom, it leaped onto the first step.

"boom!"

Li Xuangang followed closely behind.

This towering, muscular man abandoned all fancy techniques.

Under normal circumstances, the physical strength of a 100,000-ton body becomes terrifyingly powerful under the impetus of the Prison's True Meaning.

His dark gold armor roared like thunder, and he was like an intercontinental missile launched from its barrel, creating a visible white shockwave as he traversed dozens of steps.

boom!

A deafening clang of metal against metal exploded above the white jade steps.

Li Xuangang's body, as heavy as a battering ram, seemed to crash into a towering, silver mountain the moment he stepped onto the 101st step.

The ancient Yinglong totem engraved on the surface of the originally ten-meter-high staircase suddenly shone with a dazzling dark golden light.

The air within a radius of 100 meters was forcibly sucked out at this moment, turning into a high-pressure area that was almost an absolute vacuum.

"Crunch—"

The dark gold armor on Li Xuangang's body, which was strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a sixth-tier alien beast, suddenly exploded into a shower of brilliant sparks under this invisible force.

Even the normal physical strength of a 100,000-ton-level body is gradually showing signs of decline at this moment.

The overwhelming pressure of the laws pouring down from above was like the pressure of a million tons of deep-sea water, crushing him from every angle.

He groaned, his legs suddenly sank, and the basalt armor at his knees shattered.

The true meaning of the Prison was running wildly, forming visible black force fields on the surface of his body, attempting to contend with the pressure of this law.

Two violent forces collided wildly within half a meter of Li Xuangang, stirring up large ripples of energy interwoven with black and gold.

Li Xuangang's dark gold armor emitted a piercing wail under the immense pressure.

The 101 steps seem like an invisible chasm.

Following closely behind, Feng Wuhen transformed into a streak of scarlet blood light and crashed into him.

He originally thought the ease of the first 100 levels would continue, but the moment he stepped into the 101st level, the six-meter-long blood-red shark phantom was like a train traveling at 1,000 kilometers per hour crashing head-on.

boom!

The raging, blood-red aura was instantly compressed to less than a meter by the invisible laws.

"puff--"

Feng Wuhen's chest trembled violently, and a mouthful of scalding blood surged into his throat, which he then swallowed back down.

"Damn it, the pressure has suddenly become so immense!"

Feng Wuhen cursed under his breath.

The true essence of raging blood within his body surged wildly, attempting to erect a dark red shield on his body surface, but as soon as it took shape, it was crushed to pieces by the golden light of law pouring down from above.

The golden light, like countless tiny steel needles, forced its way into his body through the pores of his skin, causing excruciating pain that made his facial muscles contort violently.

But he didn't stop. Instead, he roared and shattered a layer of light film on the surface of the white jade with his feet, forcibly raising his body.

Gu Qingshan's speed may not seem fast, but it carries a steady rhythm.

He was wearing that simple gray long gown, and his right foot lightly touched the 101st step.

"Buzz—"

The longsword behind him, which had no scabbard, emitted a clear, ringing sound.

The violent golden pressure of the law poured down like a waterfall from the heavens, but a circle of dark blue light rippled around Gu Qingshan's body.

This is the true meaning of his still waters.

To outsiders, the terrifying pressure was enough to crush a person into mincemeat, but within Gu Qingshan's dark blue light, all the violent energy was forcibly slowed down.

The golden light of the law was cut apart an inch from his body, turning into countless tiny golden droplets that dripped down the hem of his clothes.

Gu Qingshan was calculating in his mind how much true meaning he was consuming.

If things continue like this, it won't last much longer.

He looked up at the higher place, where the 10,000-meter-tall golden statue was still out of reach.

Three white-robed disciples from Kunlun Taoist Academy arrived together.

They cultivate themselves on the summit of Kunlun Mountain year-round, and their perception of the power of heaven and earth far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Faced with the terrifying pressure of the 101st level, the three of them each displayed their unique abilities.

The true meaning of the breeze, the true meaning of flowing clouds, and the true meaning of thick soil.

Three distinct martial arts essences converged in mid-air, each forming an energy barrier.

The golden pressure of the law slammed into the barrier, unleashing a deafening roar, like a heavy cannon striking an energy field.

"Senior brother, this pressure is 30% stronger than Master said!"

The youngest disciple in white robes gritted his teeth, his face pale.

"This is the law of heaven and earth forging our true intentions; we must not back down in the slightest!"

The older white-robed disciple's internal energy and blood circulated at full speed like an engine.

The prodigies of Longjing Taoist Academy were not to be outdone.

Two youths dressed in brocade robes with purple and gold dragon emblems stood out. One was engulfed in crimson flames, like a miniature sun, forcefully evaporating the surrounding golden pressure into nothingness. The other was surrounded by bone-chilling cold, freezing the torrent of laws into countless golden ice crystals falling from the sky.

But this confrontation is not without cost.

Their true intentions are being consumed at a visible rate under the crushing force of the laws.

Each collision created shimmering ripples of energy across the white jade steps.

Red, blue, cyan, and dark gold light intertwine on a golden background to create an extremely magnificent picture.