Tang Rao, of course, didn't realize that he had already triggered a frenzy; he was currently pondering whether or not to discard his cultivation.

Yes, the spirit bone obtained at the fiftieth level contained one million and five hundred thousand units of Spiritual Energy, but... he still had not entered the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Just Foundation Establishment!

How am I supposed to manage later on? Where the heck am I going to get so much Spiritual Energy to advance?

I'm afraid that when I reach the Aura Opening stage, the Spiritual Energy needed for promotion would be calculated by tens of millions.

What about the Fusion stage? The Golden Core stage? The Nascent Soul stage?

Anyway, it feels like my life afterwards is all bleak.

Even with an endless supply of Blood Spirit Pills, Tang Rao still felt life was not worth living.

One Blood Spirit Pill offers a thousand units of Spiritual Energy; at the Aura Opening stage, advancement would require at least ten million units of Spiritual Energy—that's ten thousand Blood Spirit Pills.

Do you know how terrifying ten thousand Blood Spirit Pills are?

Do you know how much bodily waste eating ten thousand Blood Spirit Pills would produce?

Do you know that every time I eat a Blood Spirit Pill, I shit until—my—anus—burns?

Just thinking about it makes me want to cry.

In the end, Tang Rao still couldn't bring himself to do it.

No choice, because if he discarded his cultivation, he would also be throwing away his innate spiritual wisdom and innate spiritual physique, which would be a loss that outweighs the gain.

Besides, although it's difficult to advance now, my ability to challenge those beyond my level is ridiculously strong.

That's a tool perfect for pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger and slapping faces; to lose that would be too distressing.

"Ah, the fifty-first level, your daddy is coming!" Tang Rao howled and charged toward the fifty-first level.

Let's fight our way up first, there's a spirit bone every ten floors. I'll get my hands on these spirit bones before anything else.

Days went by, and Tang Rao's name became well-known to everyone.

When it comes to Tang Rao, he is synonymous with miracles and strength.

Not for anything else but for that astounding eighty-eighth level.

Yes, with three days left till the end of the conference, Tang Rao had already taken the lead and reached the eighty-eighth level of the Heavenly Ladder.

No one knew how he did it, and no one knew just how strong Tang Rao really was.

The eighty-eighth floor, my goodness, almost twice that of the forty-fifth.

As for Ba Wang, by this point, he had been completely forgotten; not to mention keeping up with Tang Rao's pace, he did not even make it to the forty-fifth floor.

Joking? Defeating Mi Fukan is not such an easy task.

"It looks like this is the limit." On the eighty-eighth floor, Tang Rao was extremely drained, with his eyeballs slightly turning white and his complexion pale as paper, seemingly having suffered a severe injury.

And at Tang Rao's feet was a peculiar creature lying there.

It had the appearance of a leopard with a single horn on its head, four eyes on its face, wings on its back, and upward-jutting fangs.

This was a genuine Spiritual Beast from the Seventy-two Domains of the nine worlds. Not a Puppet made of energy, but a living creature.

In fact, from the eightieth floor upwards, each level was obstructed by such a Spiritual Beast.

From the peak of Foundation Establishment to the mid-stage of Aura Opening...

This Fengyun Leopard in front of him was of mid-stage Aura Opening strength.

Although Tang Rao eventually killed it, he himself had sustained extremely serious injuries, so much so that even the branches of the Dragon Blood Tree couldn't help him recover quickly.

If he hadn't made a breakthrough to the peak of Foundation Establishment in time, he would have died under the claws of this Fengyun Leopard.

The eighty-ninth floor, he dared not challenge, for there may very well be Aura Opening late-stage Spiritual Beasts, which would certainly mean death for him.

"Damn it, I'm really not reconciled," Tang Rao gritted his teeth.

Just two more levels and I could reach the ninetieth floor, and then I could get another spirit bone. Perhaps, I could break through to the Aura Opening stage directly.

"Never mind..." Although he was unwilling, Tang Rao chose to give up in the end.

He couldn't joke with his own life.

At the same time, Tang Rao was also filled with endless shock.

This Despair Nightmare had been dead for over two thousand years now, and those Spiritual Beasts, being alive, had been sealed by powerful forces for a thousand years.

For thousands of years, through the vicissitudes of time, how formidable must the one who implemented the seal have been!

Anyway, Tang Rao could affirm that even at his peak, it was impossible to seal a living thing for thousands of years; at most a hundred years.

To bring both time and space to a standstill is definitely not as simple as it sounds.

"Get stronger first before coming back," Tang Rao muttered to himself, and began to recover from his injuries.

He certainly didn't believe that those above the light-opening stage couldn't enter.

The light-opening cultivators on Blue Star can't enter, not because of prohibitions, but because they haven't found the right method.

Three days flashed by in an instant, everyone was waiting, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the Heavenly Ladder.

The Heavenly Ladder has a time limit for each opening, and once the time is up, it will automatically clear people out.

Starting from the first layer.

When these people on the Heavenly Ladder List just came out, many were frightened by the insane stares outside.

Most people had entered the Heavenly Ladder very early, having no idea what was happening outside.

Of course, when they looked up at the Heavenly Ladder List, their expressions only grew crazier.

On the eighty-eighth layer, number 199 Tang Rao, charged up to the eighty-eighth layer!

More and more people were being cleared out by the Heavenly Ladder.

"Phew... it's finally over," Wang Changsheng on the forty-second layer.

Just out, Wang Changsheng looked up at the Heavenly Ladder List.

When he saw Ji Yongye on the forty-third layer, Ba Wang on forty-fourth, and Mi Fukan on the forty-fifth, his expression was somewhat surprised.

Where's Tang Rao?

Why isn't he there?

"Master Wang, look higher up," someone reminded Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned, looked up, and continued upward.

Eighty-eight...

The moment Wang Changsheng saw Tang Rao's name on the eighty-eighth layer, his expression completely froze.

The powerhouses of these first-tier sects, unable to reach even the forty-sixth layer, while Tang Rao not only surpassed everyone, but also made it to the eighty-eighth layer.

This was beyond terrifying.

"Hahaha, I'm out!" Ji Yongye's laughter echoed.

"Hey, Brother Wang, what are you doing at the door?" Ji Yongye couldn't help but speak upon seeing Wang Changsheng at the entrance.

He had a decent relationship with Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand, pointing at the Heavenly Ladder List.

Ji Yongye chuckled, Wang Changsheng must have seen Tang Rao's results. This kid, I wonder if he managed to reach the forty-seventh or forty-eighth layer.

Let me tell you, Tang Rao is now the Honorary Elder of our Unrivaled Saber Sect.

Soon enough, Ji Yongye couldn't laugh anymore, the muscles on his face twitching wildly.

Eighty-eight layers...

"Damn!" Then Ba Wang's figure appeared, his face bruised.

Going all the way up and not even noticing Tang Rao, this kid, who knows if he died halfway.

"Sect Master, we've got trouble," Ba Wang had just come out when Zhao Tianquan greeted him.

"What's wrong?" Ba Wang's brow furrowed, rarely seeing Zhao Tianquan with such an expression.

"Look..." Zhao Tianquan pointed at the Heavenly Ladder List, "eighty-eighth layer."

Ba Wang turned sharply, his gaze shooting towards the eighty-eighth layer.

Tang Rao!!

"Damn it! How could this be!" After a long while, Ba Wang swallowed hard, his expression fierce.

Eighty-eighth layer, what a joke!

This young Tang Rao, only twenty years old, how could he be so monstrous.

"However, we can't say there's no chance at all. Tang Rao comes from an external family, and these people are his relatives and friends from that family, now they've been brought into Sword Sect. Perhaps... something could be worked out."

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