The second-tier platform was more majestic and brighter than the first.

Because the brilliance of the "Innate Purple Thunder God Qi" had already been swayed, that kind of extremely yang and strong aura, full of antiquity and majesty, was enough to drive any false god crazy!

Ye Wuque stood still, as if waiting silently.

After a few breaths.

Swish!

Sure enough, a figure appeared again on the second-tier platform.

This time, it was no longer a human-shaped lightning, but a... soul imprint!

The figure condensed by this soul imprint was an expressionless, silver-haired, tall and cold man.

Even if it was just a soul imprint, it could still show the power of this silver-haired man!

That breathtaking aura spread out, everywhere, staring at Ye Wuque, like a tiger staring at its prey!

The second-tier platform trembled slightly at this time, and an ancient thought flashed by, which was captured by Ye Wuque.

Immediately, he understood why the soul imprint of this "silver-haired man" appeared.

"The last creature who successfully obtained the 'Innate Purple Thunder God' left a soul imprint as a test for the second level?"

"You need to at least tie with it to pass it?"

Boom!

After Ye Wuque understood this ancient idea, the silver-haired man had already attacked! Although

it was just a soul imprint, it seemed to be lifelike under the power of the high platform, and completely reproduced the combat power of its original body at that time!

Crackling!

The silver thunder bombarded the ten directions and condensed into a huge fist imprint. The silver-haired man obviously mastered a powerful and unpredictable thunder magic. His first move was earth-shattering. The whole square was illuminated at this time. The ancient power of heaven was so mighty that it seemed to be able to conquer everything!

Ye Wuque, who stood quietly, was illuminated by the silver lightning at this time!

The huge thunder fist imprint wrapped around the silver-haired man's fist, as if to wipe Ye Wuque out of the world!

Swish!

The right hand stretched out, five fingers spread wide, and grasped the void.

The next moment!

The terrifying silver lightning that filled the sky and field disappeared in an instant, and the terrifying thunder pressure and ancient heavenly power were wiped out.

Because Ye Wuque's right hand

was already on the face of the silver-haired man!

With a light lift, the silver-haired man was lifted up high by Ye Wuque like a chick.

The silver-haired man's face was cold, and he immediately began to struggle frantically. Silver lightning flashed all over his body, and it seemed that a more terrifying power was about to break out of his body!

"The strength of the second legendary pseudo-god..."

"Huh? Not only that, it seems to be even stronger!"

Ye Wuque showed a hint of surprise.

The terrifying power in the body of the silver-haired man he was holding almost completely erupted!

But it was no longer silver lightning, but seemed to be a huge, terrifying, blurred beast shadow, looming and unclear!

"Ancient mysterious blood power?"

"This level of sudden surge in power is not too far from the 'three-step legendary pseudo-god'..."

"It's really strong!"

Ye Wuque was interested.

But the next moment.

The terrifying beast seemed to let out an unwilling wail.

Then it and the silver-haired man disappeared in an instant, and Ye Wuque's right hand was empty.

The soul mark left by the silver-haired man also shattered and disappeared completely.

"What a pity."

"The soul mark is only a soul mark after all, and it cannot bear the true strength of the silver-haired man's body. Once the blood power erupts, it will be directly shattered."

Ye Wuque felt a little sorry. He was quite interested in the ancient and mysterious blood power in the silver-haired man's body, but he didn't have time to see it.

"It's just..."

"The appearance and temperament of this 'silver-haired man' vaguely give me a sense of inexplicable familiarity."

"But I can be sure that I have never seen him."

"Interesting."

Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly.

Similarly, he can also be sure that this "silver-haired man" is very powerful!

I'm afraid that in the opening of the Origin Temple

, he is enough to rank among the strongest!

Among the countless false gods this time, I'm afraid he can also stand at the top, not much less.

Of course, the premise is that Ye Wuque is not included.

Don't look at the "silver-haired man" who can't even take a single move from Ye Wuque.

That's not because the "silver-haired man" is weak, but the current Ye Wuque can no longer be measured by the simple "pseudo-god invincibility".

I'm afraid that even if the number of times the Origin Temple has been opened in the past dynasties is added up, and all the creatures that have entered the temple are accumulated, no one can compare with Ye Wuque.

He is too special!

Looking at the history of endless nothingness, from ancient times to the present, he is unique!

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart.

Ye Wuque is ready to climb the last floor.

At this moment!

Buzz!

On the second-floor high platform, the ancient thought flashed again, but this time it was not a notice, but a request for Ye Wuque.

After sensing the content of this ancient thought, Ye Wuque's face suddenly showed a strange meaning.

"I have completed the test of the second-level platform, and even defeated the previous silver-haired creature that obtained the 'Innate Purple Thunder Divine Qi', causing its soul imprint to shatter and disappear."

"So, I need to leave a soul imprint of my own here, to take its place, and become a new test for those who come later on this second-level platform?"

"This..."

Brother Ye was silent.

The strange expression on his face became more and more intense.

He tried to go to the third-level platform immediately, but the strong resistance was still there!

In other words, he had to leave a soul mark of his own.

Shaking his head.

At this time, Brother Ye showed a sense of helplessness.

He could only wave his hand and leave a soul mark of his own!

The ancient thoughts on the second-level platform flashed again, absorbed Ye Wuque's soul mark, and then condensed into a new test, covering the second-level platform.

"This is a fuss..."

"I really don't want to embarrass the later ones!"

Brother Ye was really helpless.