Chapter 39 The Seventh Ladder
He wanted to circulate his spiritual energy to suppress it, but found that the spiritual energy was running wildly in his body.
“What’s going on… didn’t Master say that after the second level, one’s cultivation level will skyrocket…?!”
Pei Yan whispered in pain, and another wave of burning pain came over him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
The disciples who were quietly waiting for the sect leader to come were startled by his sudden scream and turned to look over.
Pei Yan collapsed on the ground in pain, clutching his lower abdomen tightly, his face as pale as paper.
“Why… is this happening…”
"I've only just broken through the second level... Why is it so painful... Is there something wrong with me?"
Ye Wange, who was standing next to him, looked calm and said with a smile, "This is normal, don't worry."
Pei Yan's face was full of hesitation. He had never seen a similar situation in the classics, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Seeing his expression relax, Ye Wange raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said softly, "I am your master, would I harm you?"
"This 'Spirit Capture Technique' is a rare ancient scroll that no one else could even ask for. If you can cultivate to the fourth level... your cultivation will far surpass your peers. Who in the entire sect will then be able to look down on you?"
Pei Yan forced himself to suppress the slight doubt and nodded: "...I understand, Master...I will work hard...to cultivate to the fourth level as soon as possible."
"Very good." Ye Wange raised an ambiguous smile at the corner of her mouth.
Pei Yan calmed his mind and suppressed the severe pain.
Soon, a roar was heard in the distance.
"The ancient ruins are about to open!" Someone exclaimed.
At the entrance of the valley that had been closed for a long time, a huge bronze door appeared, and densely packed mysterious patterns were engraved on the door.
The entire mountain trembled slightly at this moment, and spiritual energy gathered from all directions like a storm, transforming into vortexes of spiritual light, circling in front of the ruins.
"It's actually the legendary Guixu Formation!"
An elder cried out in shock, his face filled with shock.
The ancient bronze door slowly opened with the help of spiritual energy, and a crack spread from it. With a few heavy "cracking" sounds of stone moving, an illusory passage emerged from the ancient door. At the end of the passage was an ancient stone staircase, leading to the depths of the bottomless secret realm.
On both sides of the stone steps, golden patterns meandered down like giant dragons. The entire space seemed to be shrouded in an ancient pressure, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators felt their souls shaken.
"What a magnificent momentum..."
The disciples of the sect who gathered around held their breath. Even the usually rebellious genius was shocked by the aura from ancient times, and an instinctive awe rose in his heart.
Disciples from the six forces, namely the four upper sects, Tianxuan Sect, and Cangyu Palace, were all lined up at the entrance.
"start!"
With the sound of a long bell ringing from the sky, the door to the ruins was finally completely opened. Countless disciples were excited, and the magic weapons in their hands suddenly glowed. Some walked on swords, while others rode beasts to enter.
At the end of the passage is a floating continent, where peaks hang upside down and the sea of clouds rolls, and countless golden floating platforms and magic arrays are hidden in it.
In the center of the floating continent, seven golden jade ladders rose from the ground in seven directions, leading straight to the sky. It was impossible to see where the other end led to, but one could vaguely see that each ladder was shrouded in spiritual mist of different colors, as if leading to the seventh heaven.
When the seven ladders appeared, all the sect disciples stopped in their tracks.
Xie Youran took a step forward, and stood in the air with his sword.
He slowly looked around and said to the other sects:
"Based on our strength, our Wanjian Sect should give priority to choosing a heavenly ladder."
The leaders and elders of several other factions looked at each other, but no one dared to refute on the spot.
The Sword-Asking Sect is now the leader of the four major sects, with the most powerful disciples. The sect leader Xie Youran is a peak powerhouse who has reached the level of half-step into the state of godhood.
The spiritual energy in the first ladder is the most abundant, almost three times that of the other ones.
Moreover, after the past ruins were opened, 99% of those who entered from the first ladder were able to return safely, and the harvest was also very rich.
At Xie Youran's command, the heads of several peaks of the Sword Sect led their teams to prepare, and the disciples quickly lined up and marched forward in formation.
"Sect Master." Ye Zhao stepped out from the crowd, "I think it's better to take the last ladder."
Xie Youran turned suddenly, a hint of anger in his eyes. "What nonsense are you talking about? Since the ruins were first opened, no one who entered from the seventh ladder has survived. Do you want us to destroy the Sword Sect here?"
Hundreds of years before the ruins were first opened, rumors about the seventh ladder to heaven were circulating in the world of cultivation.
It is said that in that year, the seven major sects joined forces to open the ruins, and the exploration team was composed of the most outstanding geniuses of each sect.
At that time, there was no such thing as a seventh ladder to heaven, and everyone was free to choose their own path.
And that time, fifty-four geniuses chose the seventh ladder.
Among them, there is Yu Canglan, known as the "No. 1 Swordsman in the Northern Wilderness", Chen Tingyu, a talisman cultivator famous in the Zhongyuan Domain, and Luo Yinsheng, the daughter of the Luo family who is pregnant with the ancient dragon vein.
Each of them was a monstrous figure who dominated the area at that time.
But since they set foot on the seventh ladder, no one has returned.
Before the ruins were closed, the elders of the sect tried to rescue them by force, but they found that a barrier had appeared at the end of the seventh ladder, and anyone who approached would be ejected, so they had to give up.
Since then, the outside world has called this ladder to heaven the Yellow Springs Ladder.
Because everyone who sets foot on this road is like walking into the underworld, never to return.
From then on, the ladder became taboo.
What's strange is that every time the ruins are opened, this ladder appears as usual, as if waiting for the next group of pathfinders who are willing to die.
Only six forces came today because they knew that no one dared to take that road!
Ye Zhao said calmly, "Precisely because everyone avoids it, that's where the real opportunity is most likely to be hidden. Places with rich spiritual energy are often scrambled for, and are therefore more likely to be dangerous."
Xie Youran said sharply, "Back then, Yu Canglan, Chen Tingyu, and Luo Yinsheng, which one of them wasn't famous? But even they died at the end of that ladder! Now you want to take your disciples on this adventure?"
The heads of other peaks also expressed their opinions.
"Is Ye Zhao crazy?"
"Even if she really dares to bring people in, she will only seek her own destruction."
"Yes, even Yu Canglan, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, died in there, let alone her, who is at the Golden Core stage?"
"You really don't know your place... How can you be the master of a peak like this..."
The other three sects also began to stir up trouble. Someone pretended to be calm and said, "I think what Master Ye said makes sense. Why not let her take you in to see what happens? What if you get a great opportunity?"
"Yes, if it really doesn't work, let Master Ye Feng take her own disciples away. If she survives, our sects will naturally admire her."
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