The Golden Age truly could not be judged by ordinary standards. Even the slightest carelessness or underestimation might lead one to misjudge a terrifying opponent.
At this moment, Fatty Wang had completely transformed in the eyes of everyone present—from an inconspicuous follower beside the Battle Asura into an unparalleled prodigy whose true strength was unfathomable and who had to be treated with the utmost seriousness.
His outburst was not merely a breakthrough in his climb. It was also a complete reshaping of every competitor’s understanding of their peers.
And atop the summit, Xiao Ruobai had taken everything in. The trace of approval in his eyes seemed to deepen.
The cries and discussions from below the mountain were like distant waves, utterly unable to affect the five figures at the peak of the Heavenly Stairway.
Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, Ling Xi, Fatty Wang, and Mo Yu.
They stood just one step from the finish line. Though not far apart, they seemed to occupy entirely separate battlefields of the Great Dao.
There were no words, no exchanges, and no need for cooperation.
At this point, any outside assistance would be a stain upon one’s own path.
This was the final trial belonging solely to each of them—a trial of defying Heaven itself!
Xiao Ruobai moved first.
The battle intent refined to the utmost within him erupted with a thunderous roar!
No longer resisting, but conquering!
He stepped forward. His movement was slow, like pushing an entire star domain, yet his indomitable will—the will to trample even the heavens beneath his feet—caused the descending pressure of chaos to let out a mournful cry!
The God of War blood within his body erupted like billions of volcanoes blowing their tops simultaneously. Behind him, the towering phantom of the God of War suddenly solidified. It threw back its head and let out a silent roar before throwing a punch forward!
Boom!!!
The void exploded, and the myriad laws retreated!
Relying on nothing but pure strength and will, Xiao Ruobai forcibly blasted open a path through the desperate situation.
His figure blurred. In the next instant, he was already standing firmly upon the nine-thousand-nine-hundred-and-ninety-ninth step, the symbol of perfect completion!
The moment he set foot upon it, the entire Xuanhuang Grand World seemed to tremble!
A towering phantom of the God of War stood proudly at the summit, looking down upon the eight directions!
The God of War had descended upon the mortal world, and the myriad laws bowed in reverence!
Almost at the exact same moment, Fang Hanyu moved as well.
His entire being transformed into a sword of ultimate purity—a sword that seemed capable of cleaving chaos apart and separating the clear from the turbid!
It ignored all pressure, slicing through every obstacle before it in a manner that surpassed common sense.
The sword was the man, and the man was the Dao!
With a single step, his figure appeared at the summit, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Ruobai.
The instant he arrived, a clear sword cry rang out across Heaven and Earth, like the first note of the Dao sounded at the dawn of creation. An invisible sword scar was branded into the void.
The sword opened Heaven’s Gate, and all techniques were severed!
Ling Xi’s steps remained quiet and unhurried.
She walked forward, and the terrifying pressure flowed into her body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, stirring not even the slightest ripple.
She took one light step, as though entering another dimension. In the next instant, she was already standing silently at the summit.
The moment she arrived, all techniques at the summit returned to nothingness, devouring eternity!
Three extraordinary phenomena intertwined, shaking the entire universe!
At this moment, Fatty Wang and Mo Yu below had also reached their most critical juncture!
“Fine, let’s go all out! Lord Fatty will fight you all to the bitter end!”
The origin of Fatty Wang’s Myriad Talisman Dao Body was completely ignited!
The countless runes no longer flew outward. Instead, they burned and collapsed madly within him, ultimately condensing into a vague, indistinct ancestral Dao rune that seemed to contain the source of all laws.
It was branded deep within his soul!
“Argh—!”
Riding this terrifying force of propulsion, he slammed himself against the very last step.
At the instant he collided with the summit, no grand phenomenon appeared. Yet high above the firmament, phantoms of myriad talismans flashed into existence and vanished in an instant. The Dao reverberated like thunder, and the myriad talismans paid homage to their source—the origin of the Dao had finally revealed itself!
“Roar——!!!”
Mo Yu unleashed the most resonant and unyielding Qilin roar of his life!
Within his shattered body, the ancestral Qilin Emperor blood began to burn completely!
A sacred radiance of auspiciousness shot into the sky, condensing behind him into the phantom of an ancient Qilin Emperor. It stood upon clouds of auspicious light, its eyes containing the sun and moon, its majesty boundless!
The imperial phantom raised its head and roared, carrying Mo Yu’s will as it launched a desperate charge against the final barrier!
“Boom!”
Mo Yu’s entire body erupted into a cloud of blood mist, leaving him scarcely recognizable as a Qilin.
Yet relying on the last trace of unyielding brute force in his bloodline, along with the support of the imperial phantom,
he staggered forward and, using the last shred of his strength, stepped onto the summit.
His scarlet hair was drenched in blood, yet he held his head high toward the heavens, the flames of battle still burning undiminished in his eyes!
The moment his foot touched the summit, the phantom of the Qilin Emperor threw back its head and roared. Auspicious energy spread throughout the heavens, the Qilin celebrated the ascension, and the imperial blood burned anew!
Boom——!!!!
At the instant all five of them reached the summit, a deafening crash, as though it had come from the very origin of the universe, shook the river of time throughout the ages!
Unimaginably brilliant rays of light burst forth from the summit, illuminating the past and the future!
High above the firmament, an immortal phoenix cried out, a true dragon coiled through the heavens, golden lotuses bloomed across the earth, and the Dao resounded with majestic grandeur!
Five supreme figures, each towering between heaven and earth, manifested as visions. They intertwined and resonated with one another, jointly proclaiming the beginning of a new era!
The five of them had, through their own strength, ascended the summit of the Dao Repository Heavenly Stairway at the very same moment!
Below the mountain, the silence was followed by an eruption like collapsing mountains and surging seas!
Countless people were moved to tears as they bore witness to this epic miracle!
“They reached the summit! They actually did it!”
“Five people! All five reached the summit of the Dao Repository Heavenly Stairway!”
“My heavens! What am I seeing?! This is a divine miracle—a living miracle!”
“The God of War descends upon the world, the sword cleaves open the Heavenly Gate, all techniques return to nothingness, myriad talismans pay homage to their source, and the Qilin celebrates the ascension…
“Five great visions resonating together! Unprecedented! Truly unprecedented!”
“The Golden Age! This is the true Golden Age!”
“Look! The rain of creation! The blessing of Heaven’s Dao! They’re bathing in the light of creation, undergoing rebirth through nirvana!”
The crowd had completely erupted. Discussions, exclamations, and speculation surged and rose like a tidal wave.
As for the prodigies who had also taken part in the ascent but had been unable to advance any farther, their expressions were the most complicated of all.
They gazed up at the five figures atop the summit as they bathed in the light of Heaven and Earth’s blessing. Their eyes were filled with boundless envy and a trace of indescribable bitterness.
Ninthousand nine hundred steps.
Wang Zhan halted his arduous advance, and the blue-green qi and blood burning around him slowly withdrew into his body.
He raised his head. His gaze was like two condensed torches, piercing through the remnants of the chaotic pressure and the rays of light filling the sky, locking firmly onto the five figures atop the summit—figures that resembled gods and demons as they bathed in the rain of creation.
There was no jealousy on his face, nor was there any sense of defeat. Only a pure, blazing battle intent, intense enough to burn his very soul, raged within his deep eyes.
“So this is the view from the summit…”
He muttered to himself in a hoarse voice, yet his words contained an ironclad resolve. His clenched fists gave off faint cracks as his bones shifted.
At that moment, Li Xuanfeng, Mu Chenyu, Shi Jingxian, and the other four had just exhausted the last of their strength. With tremendous difficulty, they broke through the final barrier one after another and stepped onto the nine-thousandth step.
They had no time to feel the platform’s rich Dao resonance, much less adjust their breathing. The seven were instantly drawn to the strange phenomenon above them and the vast torrent of Creation surging through the heavens.
They struggled to steady themselves and almost simultaneously raised their heads, gazing at the scene atop the supreme peak—seemingly within arm’s reach, yet somehow as distant as the ends of the earth.
As Li Xuanfeng looked upon those familiar figures bathed in a rain of light, a complicated, unreadable smile slowly spread across his face.
“So that is our junior brother.”
His voice was soft, audible only to the other six, yet it seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
