The First Venerable of All Paths

"Fang Xuan, he actually made it to the fourth floor!"

A chorus of gasps erupted from the audience.

Clearly, they hadn't expected that Fang Xuan would actually be able to reach the fourth floor of the Martial Tower.

The Martial Tower Challenge does not consider cultivation level; it only sends out monsters whose strength matches the challenger's individual potential.

However, if one's own strength is insufficient, it is impossible to complete the challenge.

Fang Xuan's ability to reach the fourth floor means that his martial arts potential is no less than that of an ordinary genius.

"That's not right. Although Fang Xuan possesses an innate Dao body, I heard that he suffered an accident that destroyed his cultivation and even his innate Dao body. How did he manage to do that?"

"Did he cheat?"

This is a guess that some people have made.

"That's ridiculous!"

This statement was immediately refuted: "The Martial Arts Tower has been around for countless years, and we've never heard of anyone cheating there."

"That's right. After all, Fang Xuan was once the number one genius in Qingyang County, so it's normal for him to have some tricks up his sleeve."

Someone sneered, "Besides, it's just the fourth floor of the Martial Tower. Any ordinary genius can do that. It's nothing special."

"That's true. Compared to Fang Xuan, I have more faith in Su Chen. His best result in the Martial Tower challenge was only the fourth level. Now that he has broken through to the Body Refinement Realm, he's likely to break his previous record."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yurong became even more nervous.

Fang Xuan, you bastard, you have to win!

She was furious that Fang Xuan acted impulsively and rashly made a bet with Su Chen.

But in any case, we are all members of the Fang family.

She naturally didn't want to see Fang Xuan lose.

"Look, Su Chen has gone up to the fifth floor."

Just then, the number five appeared after Su Chen's name.

This made Fang Yurong even more nervous; her palms sweated and her face turned slightly pale.

After spending only 15 minutes on the fifth floor, Su Chen rushed up to the sixth floor, breaking his previous record and surpassing his own limits.

But it only lasted a moment before Su Chen's name faded into obscurity.

The attempt to reach the sixth floor failed.

But once you climb to the sixth floor, you can leave your name on a stone tablet.

There aren't many in the entire Qingyang Prefecture who can achieve this.

"Su Chen won."

"As expected, Fang Xuan's three years of idiocy have ultimately led to the fall of a genius, inferior to Su Chen."

"He offended Su Qingyao and deserves to die."

When Su Chen walked out of the martial arts building and saw Fang Xuan's name still on the fourth floor, a smug smile immediately appeared on his lips.

Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan, so what if you survived this ordeal?

Even in front of so many people today, I will still take your life!

Everyone, including Fang Yurong.

Everyone thought Fang Xuan was doomed to lose.

Only one person stared at Fang Xuan's name, lost in thought.

That was Li Tianjiao.

"Strange, with Brother Fang Xuan's strength, he shouldn't have stayed this long."

......

The Illusory Realm of the Martial Tower.

Fourth floor.

Thirty-six venomous armored oxen charged toward Fang Xuan from all directions.

Fang Xuan's eyes regained their calm, but the killing intent around him became even more intense.

It seemed as if it wanted to break through the illusion of the martial arts tower directly.

"Warm-up complete, the real challenge begins!"

Fang Xuan formed a hand seal, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

A chaotic aura emanated from Fang Xuan's body, sweeping around and enveloping the entire plain.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his black hair danced wildly.

Golden light burst forth in his eyes, and the Chaos Saint Body was activated!

"King of Killing Fist, Break!"

As the thirty-six venomous armored bulls approached within a meter of him, Fang Xuan clenched his fist and slammed it hard into the ground.

"Boom!"

Centered on Fang Xuan's fist, the ground cracked open, and the plains churned.

The terrifying killing power formed shockwaves that swept outwards.

"Bang bang bang!"

Whenever a poisonous spiky bull gets close, it is shattered by its killing power.

By the time Fang Xuan stood up, all thirty-six poisonous armored oxen were dead.

All the vital energy and blood flowed into Fang Xuan's body.

The number on the stone tablet changed from four to five.

At the same time, seventy-two venomous armored bulls charged in from all directions once again.

Fang Xuan smirked and, just as the cattle approached, unleashed another punch.

The seventy-two venomous armored bulls were instantly killed.

Outside the Martial Tower.

When they saw Fang Xuan ascend to the fifth floor, the gasps of surprise were like a tsunami, almost overturning the entire martial arts building.

Fang Yurong's face lit up with joy.

Su Chen frowned slightly.

Only Li Tianjiao knew that this was just the beginning.

really.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Xuan successfully reached the sixth floor.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Even Fang Yurong was shocked, her red lips agape, her face filled with astonishment.

Only Su Chen clenched his fists tightly, his facial features contorted.

"How is that possible! How could he possibly have climbed to the sixth floor!"

You must know, he is a martial artist in the Body Refinement Realm, a whole realm higher than Fang Xuan.

Fortunately, Fang Xuan reached the sixth floor and only managed a draw with him.

No one lost, and no one won.

Fang Xuan's name flashed rapidly on the stone tablet.

Based on experience, this is a sign of failure in the challenge.

But the next moment, the number after Fang Xuan's name instantly changed from six to seven!

Seventh floor!

"No, that's impossible!"

Su Chen screamed out loud.

However, what shocked Su Chen even more was what happened next.

Fang Xuan paused on the seventh floor for only two breaths before going straight up to the eighth floor.

"The eighth floor?"

Upon seeing that glaring name, everyone was already utterly shocked.

Fang Yurong's face was already completely blank.

Fang Xuan, have you reached the eighth floor of the Martial Tower?

Fang Xuan won!

They not only won, but they won spectacularly.

The eighth floor versus the sixth floor, it's a complete annihilation.

A smile involuntarily bloomed on Fang Yurong's face, and she was completely relieved.

Fang Xuan's performance also deeply impressed her.

But at least, he won.

From beginning to end, only Li Tianjiao believed that Fang Xuan would never lose.

Her eyes sparkled with wonder.

Fang Xuan, who once shone like the sun and dominated his generation, has returned.

Just when Li Tianjiao thought that Fang Xuan's challenge was over, in the Martial Tower Illusion, on the eighth floor...

Fang Xuan stood on the plain.

His entire body was enveloped by a surge of qi and blood.

The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is frantically refining this vital energy.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Unfortunately, this energy of blood and qi was too concentrated, and even the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir could not fully absorb it in a short time.

Hundreds of venomous armored bulls, as large as mountains and even more ferocious in appearance, charged forward, their hooves pounding the ground.

These hundreds of venomous armored bulls have already reached the second tier.

That's equivalent to hundreds of Body Refinement Realm martial artists!

"Faster, faster!"

Fang Xuan formed hand seals and frantically circulated his Chaos Sacred Body, refining the Qi and blood power around his body.

"Awooo!"

However, the second-tier Poisonous Sting Armored Bull was too fast, and it knocked Fang Xuan away.

Before Fang Xuan could land, two more venomous armored bulls attacked from both sides, preparing to smash him to pieces.

"Did you stop at the eighth floor?"

Blood trickled from the corner of Fang Xuan's mouth, and his face was contorted in a grimace.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Fang Xuan roared, "Refine it for me!"

Two golden beams of light burst forth from Fang Xuan's eyes, piercing through the void.

Fang Xuan's chaotic aura instantly reached its peak, crushing the two second-tier Poisonous Spiked Bulls.

Fang Xuan's body plummeted rapidly, but he remained calm throughout the fall.

Spread your five fingers, forming a palm, and gently press downwards.

"Rule the beginning, the boundless chaos!"

The body's vital energy, chaotic energy, and even one's own will were all poured into this palm strike.

"break!"

As the sound faded, the vast plain trembled violently.

Hundreds of venomous armored bulls were wiped out as if by an invisible hand.

A torrent of qi and blood surged into Fang Xuan's body, causing him to feel a throbbing pain all over his body, as if he might burst at any moment.

"Boom!"

As the challenge on the eighth floor was completed, the earth cracked open, and streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky.

Skeletons rolled out of the cracks and piled up into a mountain.

Like a hellish inferno.

On that mountain of bones stood a figure.

Red clothes, white hair, blood staining between the brows.

Aside from their different temperaments, they look exactly alike.

Upon seeing the other person, Fang Xuan was greatly shocked.

Because he actually saw the Nine Emperors' inheritance in the other party.

He is another version of himself!

He looked down at Fang Xuan, his scarlet eyes filled with nothing but pure killing intent.

"Defeat me, and you will break through to the next level."

He slowly raised his arm, spreading his five fingers one by one, and pressed his palm down towards Fang Xuan.

"Rule the Asura realm, prove your path through slaughter!"

It was exactly the same as Fang Xuan's palm strike just now, but the aura was completely different.

Boundless blood energy condensed behind Fang Xuan, who was dressed in red and had white hair, transforming into a majestic Dharma body that struck Fang Xuan with a palm.

It was like a true ancient god of war, unleashing a giant, blood-red palm towards the mortal realm, intending to destroy all worlds.

At this moment, Fang Xuan actually sensed a life-or-death crisis.

If he can't withstand this attack, he'll die!

It's not that the challenge failed, but that everything about him, including his physical body and soul, will completely disappear from the world.

Death in the true sense of the word.

Fang Xuan's heart was pounding.

That was the fear of death.

Unable to escape, unable to suppress.

This is the instinct of all living things.

As the giant crimson hand drew ever closer, Fang Xuan felt a sense of relief.

He made no unnecessary movements.

He simply raised his arm and threw a punch upwards.

Behind Fang Xuan, another figure of unparalleled elegance also materialized.

An overwhelming killing intent permeated all realms.

Compared to the killing god avatar behind the white-haired Fang Xuan, the figure behind Fang Xuan is the true killing god himself.

Master the art of killing!

This was precisely the phantom of the Goddess of Slaughter that Fang Xuan had conjured up with his mind based on the white-haired Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan seemed to merge with the phantom of the Goddess of Slaughter, raising their hands simultaneously and unleashing a punch.

"The God of Slaughter has descended!"

With a single punch, the wind and clouds changed color, and blood-red lightning fell simultaneously.

The blood-red giant hand, like snow melting under the scorching sun, vanished inch by inch.

The mountain of bones was directly pulverized.

The sea of ​​blood was also blasted into dust.

The Dharma body behind the white-haired Fang Xuan was shattered into nothingness by a single punch.

The world fell silent.

On the plain, Fang Xuan and the white-haired Fang Xuan looked at each other.

"We lost."

Fang Xuan, with his white hair, sighed deeply, glanced at Fang Xuan, said something profound, and then slowly disappeared.

"I'll be waiting for you up ahead."

The moment the white-haired Fang Xuan disappeared, a torrent of blood and qi surged into his body, washing over his limbs and bones.

"Snap!"

until a certain moment.

A soft sound emanated from Fang Xuan's body, as if some shackle had been broken, and the sound spread for thousands of miles.

"Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump!"

Nine resounding bells, capable of shaking the universe but only audible to Fang Xuan, echoed in Fang Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The ultimate sublimation, the pinnacle of martial arts!"

The moment those eight words rang out, the sky split open.

Ten golden dragons emerged from the cracked sky and entered Fang Xuan's body one after another, domineeringly and forcefully penetrating his Nine-Turn Golden Core.

Fang Xuan closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

His cultivation level directly broke through to the ninth level of the Blood Creation Realm.

In an instant, Fang Xuan seemed to enter some profound realm.

The five senses are enhanced, the physical body is strengthened, and strength is multiplied.

"This is the pinnacle of martial arts? It's truly profound."