Just as everyone was trying their best to climb the stairs to heaven, suddenly, a strange light flickered faintly above the stairs.

This ray of light seemed to be shining through the endless void, carrying with it a mysterious and strange aura.

The frequency of the flashing light became faster and faster, and finally burst into a dazzling light in an instant, making it impossible to look directly at it.

When the light gradually dissipated, a shocking scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

An old man with white hair and a kind face suddenly appeared from the sky, like an immortal descending from the sky.

The old man was waiting quietly at the top of the stairway to heaven.

Next to him stood a huge jade stele, on which were engraved four powerful characters: "Stairway to Heaven".

When the old man saw many cultivators from the Wanfa Continent climbing the stairs with difficulty, his eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

At that moment, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, as if he was full of disgust and anger towards these uninvited guests.

His eyes widened in anger, and his voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder: "An ant from the God-forsaken Land dares to climb the path of God? You are courting death!"

Without any signs, the moment he saw the cultivators, he activated the divine power in his body, transforming it into thousands of strands of lightning and blasted towards everyone.

“Boom.”

These lightning bolts containing divine power were like the power of thunder punishment from heaven, and they could kill thousands of celestial cultivators with just one strike.

When the other people on the Divine Path saw this, their faces changed drastically and they looked angrily at the white-haired old man at the top of the stairs.

Compared to the anger of the people around him, Emperor Xuan seemed very calm, with a hint of unknown light in his eyes.

Emperor Xuan stared at the old man with white hair hanging down his shoulders with a calm look, and asked, "Are you the guardian of this world?"

The white-haired old man's body trembled slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his turbid eyes. It was obvious that he did not expect that someone could see through his identity.

After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly sneered, stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Yes, I am the foreign envoy of the Tiancang Divine Territory - Li Canghai."

He glanced at everyone with an arrogant look, "How dare you, the abandoned people, get involved in the divine path and covet the divine realm? Your crime is simply unforgivable!"

"I..." He was about to continue scolding, but suddenly his pupils shrank and a strange gurgling sound came from his throat.

A divine spear engraved with ancient runes broke through the air and pierced his chest with the force of thunder.

The brilliant kingdom of God collapsed behind him with a loud bang, and golden spots of light scattered like fireflies. The old man's face was full of disbelief, and finally he turned into dust and dissipated in the wind.

"Uh...are you dead just like that?"

Yan Guiren, who was backstabbing from behind, looked a little stunned, but when he saw Li Canghai's body turned into white sand, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought: "Is the backstab move really that powerful?"

Not only was he surprised, but the people behind him were also surprised. They all looked at Yan Guiren with a helpless look on their faces.

I thought this guardian named Li Canghai was very powerful, but he turned out to be just a show-off and was killed with a single backstab.

“Isn’t it...that he died just like that?” The corner of Demon Lord Long Yin’s mouth twitched, and he looked speechless.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over, the shattered kingdom of God suddenly burst into a strange light, countless runes flashed, and an illusory figure condensed again, which was Li Canghai.

His figure was translucent, and his eyes were filled with hatred: "How dare you sneak attack me? Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

After saying this, he formed seals with his hands, and the runes of the kingdom of God surged wildly. The Stairway to Heaven began to tremble violently, and cracks spread out.

Everyone's face changed drastically. They didn't expect that Li Canghai had a backup plan.

Emperor Xuan frowned and used his demigod power to try to stabilize the stairs. Yan Guiren also raised his magic spear again, ready to fight again.

At this critical moment, Emperor Xuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly realized something. He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

I saw the stairs behind collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless monks fell from them.

Bound by divine power, he could not fly in the air and could only fall to the ground and wait for death.

"Oh no, the Stairway to Heaven is shrinking, let's go quickly."

Ximen Chuxue also noticed this strange scene, exclaimed, and reminded

Sikong Changfeng and the others looked at each other, put their hands on each other's shoulders, gathered all the spiritual power of the five of them together, and ran quickly upwards.

Yan Guiren had already reached the top and was now confronting Li Canghai.

"Boy, your spear path contains the way of heaven and the power of destruction. Your aptitude is very good."

"I think you have some ability, how about you become my adopted son?"

Facing Yan Guiren, Li Canghai showed a smile on his face and looked at him with appreciation.

He completely forgot about the other party stabbing him in the back.

The guardian of each small world has exhausted his potential. For them, having a qualified successor is more important than anything else.

The space froze for a while, and the old man and the young man stared at each other with eyes wide open.

Seeing Yan Guiren had not responded yet, Li Canghai became anxious: "Boy, don't look at me as a late demigod now. I used to be a true virtual god."

"It's just that I was backstabbed by my best friend and ended up like this. But my divine power and worldly experience are definitely better than yours."

"How about it? Do you want to consider it?"

Yan Guiren was a little puzzled by his actions and didn't understand why he was so eager to adopt him as his adopted son.

But this is a very normal thing among the guardians. An ordinary guardian of a small world is often a disabled god.

Most of them only have a lifespan of 10,000 years, and some are even demigods with a lifespan of only 5,000 years.

Therefore, before one's death comes, they will look for a suitable successor. Li Canghai searched for many years before he found two satisfactory ones.

Before Yan Guiren could speak, a magic sword emitting a strong demonic aura suddenly appeared behind Li Canghai, piercing straight through his chest, and blood gushed out instantly.

Familiar scene, familiar backstab.

Li Canghai didn't expect that he would be plotted against like this again, and he had no time to prepare at all.

His kingdom of God began to glow, tiny cracks appeared, and it gradually shattered.

At the last moment of his life, Li Canghai's face flushed red, and he roared to the sky: "Fuck..."

Following this heart-wrenching roar, his body truly began to dissipate and he had already died.

A while after his death, the Stairway to Heaven was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and only a handful of people were left at the top.

Long Hao looked calm. He raised his palm and sucked it back, then turned around and said in a deep voice to everyone:

"We have passed the stairway to heaven. Next we must cross the long river of time and reach the other side."