"Why did you burn it all again?"

Amidst a vast sea of ​​lightning and a majestic celestial palace, numerous prodigies and extraordinary beings of exceptional bloodlines stood side by side. Among them was a young man riding a five-colored deer, his face showing a look of frustration.

However, at this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the ladder to heaven woven from lightning, and no one paid attention to the expression on his face.

"Only a tiny fraction of it remains."

Feng Bingwen didn't pay much attention to the outside world's commotion at the moment. His consciousness was immersed in the Heavenly Book. Looking at the good deeds that had been burned down to only a tiny bit, he felt a pang of heartache.

This time, unlike Heaven itself, which burned away all the good deeds he had painstakingly accumulated, Heaven left him only a tiny fraction that barely covered his evil deeds.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: 2,413

Misdeeds: 2389

The amount of good deeds he burned this time was exactly 72,000, which ranks among the top five in terms of sheer size among all the good deeds Feng Bingwen has ever spent in a single instance.

But most importantly, such a large amount of good deeds was not consumed at his own discretion, but was burned by the Heavenly Book itself.

depressed!

However, he wasn't too sad. After all, having consumed so much merit, there would surely be a corresponding reward. Feng Bingwen was quite reassured about this, as the Heavenly Book was still very reliable.

"What kind of inheritance is inside this Heavenly Palace? It actually requires so much of my merit points?"

Feng Bingwen's gaze fell upon the majestic and imposing Heavenly Palace, where he believed that the opportunity he needed might lie; otherwise, his merits would not have spontaneously burned.

He hasn't thought too much about it yet. After all, he's standing right in front of a place where creation and teachings are transmitted. The good deeds in the Heavenly Book have been consumed, so it must be related to this.

"We can't delay any longer!"

The secret manual has already opened the back door; if we don't leave now, when will we?

This lineage has a limited number of participants, as Feng Bingwen just overheard. Although there are no obstacles, the procedures still need to be followed; after all, the lineage doesn't have legs and won't just jump out and land on his head.

Feng Bingwen thought this, then dismounted from the five-colored deer and gave instructions to the timid auspicious creature.

"Master, I'll try my luck on the Heavenly Ladder and see if I can get a spot. You can wait for me here. If you're scared, you can find a place to hide and I'll come find you when I come out."

"Yes, sir."

Hua Chaoyan nodded hurriedly. She would definitely find a safe place to hide; it was far too dangerous here.

"Um!"

After giving his instructions, Feng Bingwen flew towards the Heavenly Ladder. His actions were not unusual, as most of the human prodigies present had already ascended the Heavenly Ladder after someone pointed out that the number of spots was limited.

Only a very small number are still observing, and most of them are not human, but other races. Although they are allowed to enter in search of fortune, this inheritance was clearly set up and left behind by a powerful human, and it is most likely unrelated to them. There is no need for them to go up and make themselves uncomfortable.

Hiss~

Full of confidence, Feng Bingwen climbed the Heavenly Ladder. But when his feet touched the steps, which were entirely formed from interwoven lightning, his expression changed instantly. An indescribable tingling and numb pain surged from the soles of his feet and then went straight to the Baihui point on his head.

"how so?"

Feng Bingwen glanced at his feet with some confusion, then looked to the left, right and front. The human prodigies walking on the Heavenly Ladder were all trying their best to endure and maintain their composure, but their situation was generally not good.

Yes, he wasn't the only one who suffered this hardship; everyone suffered the same way.

However, Feng Bingwen was still extremely resentful. Why should he be treated like these guys? He had spent a full 72,000 merits, which was no small sum.

Did they give him a back door?

What about the special treatment he deserves?

Why not?

Where did it go?

Filled with resentment, Feng Bingwen took a second step, and another bolt of lightning shot out from the soles of his feet, instantly spreading throughout his body, causing a tingling, throbbing pain in every limb and bone.

Then, Feng Bingwen took a third step, enduring the pain of being struck by lightning with each step. Despite this, Feng Bingwen had no intention of giving up. He had already spent such a large amount of merit, he couldn't just turn around and leave empty-handed, that would be too much of a loss.

Moreover, all the human prodigies on this thunderous ladder are enduring this pain, and everyone is forging ahead with determination; no one is giving up.

The human prodigies who can enter the Nine Heavens are indeed not lacking in talent, but they are not only talented, they also have an unwavering heart for seeking the Dao.

"My good deed cannot be in vain!"

Compared to those prodigies, Feng Bingwen had only extremely pure thoughts.

He compared his experience of comprehending the Great Qin Martial Venerable's legacy. He was not qualified to comprehend it at first, but after making a wish, he forcibly opened a back door to comprehend it, but he also suffered a lot in the process.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen believed that this time would likely be the same. Climbing the Heavenly Ladder was a necessary preparation for receiving the inheritance, so it could not be omitted and he himself had to bear it all.

The merits he accumulated were mostly spent on the inheritance of thunder magic in the Heavenly Palace. He could only obtain all of this by climbing the Heavenly Ladder, passing through the Heavenly Gate, and entering the Heavenly Palace.

"That's so outdated!"

Feng Bingwen looked up, then frowned. He had been observing the situation of the Heavenly Book, which is why he was the last human to ascend the Heavenly Ladder.

In other words, he is currently at the bottom of the class. If he continues like this, then this inheritance and fortune will have nothing to do with him, and he will be struck by lightning for no reason.

"We need to speed things up!"

With this thought in mind, Feng Bingwen quickened his pace on the Heavenly Ladder, even though each step brought him the pain of being struck by lightning, and the power of the lightning was gradually increasing.

However, pain is something we can adapt to. The reason why there was such a strong reaction in the first step is because we were not mentally prepared.

Now that he has achieved unity of mind and body, Feng Bingwen's speed has increased. Often, before the aftereffects of the previous thunderbolt have even subsided, he has already climbed another step.

His speed was so fast that it attracted the attention of many people, because in just a quarter of an hour, he had overtaken three people who had climbed the ladder to heaven before him.

"Brother Dao, your face is somewhat unfamiliar. I've never seen you before. May I ask which sect or school you belong to?"

As Feng Bingwen passed another young man, the handsome young man with a star-studded crown and feathered robes reached out and grabbed him with a smile, seemingly wanting to have a good chat with him.

"roll!"

Feng Bingwen's face was cold, and he raised his hand and slapped him.

"Brother Dao's temper is far too great; it seems you haven't cultivated your temperament very well!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen's palm strike towards him, the Taoist in feathered robes paid no attention, but a dark, dim light flashed in his hand, seemingly like an abyss that could swallow anything.

"That's Xu Hong from the Star Gazing Pavilion!"

"Was that the Star Devouring Technique from the Star Gazing Pavilion?"

"This Xu Hong, he said that others had bad tempers, were less skilled, and were surpassed by others, so he couldn't help but take action. His temper isn't much better!"

On the Heavenly Ladder, everyone was advancing against the lightning when suddenly a conflict broke out, immediately attracting the attention of many prodigies. As their gazes swept over, unrestrained divine thoughts spread out, expressing their opinions!

boom!

Just as these prodigies were conveying their thoughts, Feng Bingwen's palm collided with Xu Hong's from the Star Gazing Pavilion.

Click!

A piercing sound of bones cracking rang out, and the arm of the prodigy from the Star Gazing Pavilion snapped instantly, twisting into an extremely bizarre shape, blood soaking his feathered robe.

"you……"

The pain of losing his arm caused Xu Hong's expression to change drastically, but he could endure such pain. What truly terrified him was the terrifying power contained within the body of this unknown young man in front of him.

More importantly, the Star Devouring Technique he had just unleashed was obliterated by an even more magnificent and mysterious force the instant his hand touched the young man's.

Before he could react, his arm was broken by an irresistible force.

But Feng Bingwen was too lazy to say anything to this guy. He turned around and kicked him in the chest. Knowing that the geniuses who entered this place all had ways to protect themselves, he did not hold back at all and went all out with this kick.

puff!

Glistening drops of blood drifted in the air, staining the snow-white crane feathers that were also drifting in the air. Xu Hong's feathered robe was shattered by the kick, which also blocked most of the damage for him.

Even so, a section of this Daoist prodigy's chest visibly collapsed, and blood gushed from his mouth. He slid in a sharp parabola, flying off the Heavenly Ladder and crashing onto the scorched ground, where he remained motionless for a moment.

The Heavenly Ladder came to a standstill for a moment. Apart from the thunderous roar, there was no other sound. Even the Hidden Thunder Pavilion prodigy who was far ahead at the front stopped and looked back.

What just happened?

Some people couldn't believe the result.

"Xu Hong has been crippled!"

"One palm strike, one kick—where did this ruthless person come from?"

"I don't recognize them, but they don't seem like cultivators like us. They look more like martial arts barbarians!"

"Nonsense, I just felt the power of the supernatural ability. Xu Hong's Star Devouring Technique was useless."

"That guy is such a loser!"

"That guy cultivated a third-grade pulse, his aptitude isn't bad, it's just that this one is too strong!"

Many prodigies were only stunned for a moment before continuing to climb. However, they were not idle. Those who had room to maneuver communicated with acquaintances through divine sense.

"If a conflict arises with this person, you must never engage in close combat with him. Xu Hong is a complete idiot. He doesn't even recognize the person and yet he dares to grab him with his hands. He's practically courting death."

"The Star Devouring Technique is known for devouring everything, but who would have thought it would be rendered useless at such a crucial moment."

Feng Bingwen didn't care what these people were whispering about. He knew that he had made a name for himself and made many people wary, but this was necessary.

Otherwise, if he gets annoyed every time he passes someone and they try to stop him, it would be a waste of his time. Only by showing off his fists and demonstrating his strength can he save himself trouble and make them wary.

Feng Bingwen remained silent, focusing on climbing the Heavenly Ladder. After crossing a hundred steps, not only would lightning surge from beneath his feet, but heavenly lightning would also strike his entire body from above.

Others may not know, but Feng Bingwen discovered that the "Eternal Body of Immortality" he had learned was operating on its own, and every bolt of lightning that entered his body would become the resources for his immortality.

Life arises from destruction, which perfectly aligns with the cultivation of this martial arts technique. When Feng Bingwen received this martial arts inheritance, he made up his mind not to cultivate it on his own initiative. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he started practicing it again, albeit passively.

Thanks to the power of his immortal body, Feng Bingwen overtook most of the human prodigies. Because of Xu Hong's example, no one dared to attack Feng Bingwen again, even if they were dissatisfied.

At this moment, there were only three people in front of Feng Bingwen. As long as he could pass one more person and maintain his position so as not to be overtaken by others, he would basically be able to enter the Heavenly Palace and have the opportunity to comprehend the Thunder Law.

"Please forgive my intrusion, but may I ask if you cultivate both immortality and martial arts?"

As Feng Bingwen passed another young man dressed in a red robe, the young man directly asked him a question.

"Barely!"

Feng Bingwen glanced at him, then took another step forward, directly overtaking him to become the third person on the Heavenly Ladder.

"Fellow Daoist, your talent is extraordinary; I humbly admit defeat!"

The red-robed youth cupped his hands in greeting, showing no intention of competing with him. The other party was the last to ascend the heavenly ladder, climbing all the way up. Now that they were closer, upon closer inspection, he could sense the vigorous, furnace-like blood energy contained within the other party's energetic body.

Thank you!

"If someone shows you respect, you will repay them tenfold." This is the principle that Feng Bingwen follows. Since others give him face, he will also give them enough respect in return.

"I am Lu Chuan from the Fire Crow Temple. May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

"The rogue cultivator, Feng Bingwen!"

Feng Bingwen answered truthfully, which immediately surprised the prodigies. However, he did not give them a chance to ask questions. He then climbed three more steps in one go, accompanied by thunder and lightning that engulfed him.

"A rogue cultivator? How could there be a rogue cultivator here?"

Lu Chuan felt incredulous, as if he had been fooled, but judging from the other party's demeanor, he didn't seem like that kind of person.

"He's inside! Cui Mingye's inside!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention. Even Feng Bingwen looked over. The Hidden Thunder Palace prodigy who had been the first to step onto the Heavenly Ladder had already passed through the Heavenly Gate.

Instantly, everyone felt a strange change occurring within the majestic celestial palace, as a grand and awe-inspiring aura spread out, and the inheritance was activated.

Immediately, the graceful female cultivator in front of Feng Bingwen quickened her pace, and even those geniuses who had virtually no chance unconsciously sped up. Although there were only three spots, what if everyone could get in and comprehend it?

Clang~

Ignoring everything else, Feng Bingwen focused solely on moving forward, and almost simultaneously with the female cultivator who was originally ranked second, he stepped onto the last step of the Heavenly Gate.

But just then, he sensed something and suddenly turned his head. He immediately saw seven familiar sword lights slicing through the sky in the distance.