Three hundred and sixty-seventh level Three hundred and sixty-eighth level When he reached this point, the incomparably terrifying mental oppression almost turned into the pressure released by Emperor Xuan Cang himself.
Han Linglang's face turned pale, her spine was bent, and her bones creaked under the pressure.
Even so, she still had no intention of backing down.
There was a dead silence on the Great Prayer Platform, with everyone staring straight at the figure shrouded in purple light.
The white-bearded old man and the black-robed man suppressed their inner shock and released their spiritual power to explore Han Linglang's spiritual roots.
"Is that a spiritual root?"
"No, although there is only one, it contains many tiny veins that reach every corner of the limbs and bones."
"This, this is the return to one?!"
Heavenly quality, without dust or Taoism spiritual roots, and with ninety-nine and eighty-one paths.
Lu Tianjiao showed emotion on his face. With such aptitude and the mentality to cross the eighty-one levels of the heavenly ladder, as long as Han Linglang did not die halfway, she would at least be a half-emperor in a thousand years.
After a hundred years, when the formation becomes ineffective, perhaps she will be able to become a prominent figure in resisting the three Demon Emperors.
At this time, Han Chang also came to his senses and suddenly found something wrong.
At this moment, Han Linglang has already climbed hundreds of levels of the ladder to heaven, and with his mortal body, he is feeling the remaining power of the emperor on the road to heaven. If his Taoism mind were to collapse along the way, he would surely be shattered to pieces on the spot.
Thinking of this, Han Chang couldn't help but look anxious, and shouted: "Han Linglang! You are already qualified enough to join any sect. There is no need to go any further. Come down quickly!"
The road to heaven is just a means to test one's character. Han Linglang has already astonished the world with what she has achieved so far, so there is no need for her to go any further.
Han Linglang ignored it and walked up the ladder step by step.
She wanted to see what existed at the end of the road to heaven built by the great emperor himself.
Over the years, it seems that no one has ever truly seen the end of the road to heaven.
Eight hundred and ninety-sixth level Eight hundred and ninety-seventh level Han Linglang had already knelt on the ground, but she was still struggling to crawl forward.
When she got here, the pressure almost solidified into substance, and there seemed to be a majestic voice in her ears telling her that the mortal body had its limits, and she should quickly retreat from the road to heaven.
The power of the emperor should not be violated lightly.
No matter how determined Han Linglang is, it seems difficult for her to complete this journey to heaven.
It’s not that she can’t finish the journey, but that she is not allowed to finish the journey.
Feeling that will, Han Linglang still did not retreat.
She looked up at the seemingly endless road to heaven, many past events came to her mind, and her eyes gradually turned red.
"Oh, the great Emperor Xuan Cang, who is unrivaled in majesty and supreme, if you are still alive, please open your eyes and take a look."
"If this is what you call the great harmony of the world, where everyone is like a dragon, then why have I never seen the so-called fairy mountains and pavilions, why have I never experienced the immortal scene of being untainted by the mundane world, breathing the wind and drinking the dew?"
Han Linglang's eyes were filled with tears and her voice gradually became choked.
She was not questioning Emperor Xuan Cang, but simply asking herself as a mortal why she was so miserable.
After Emperor Xuan Cang unified the heavens, although the world seemed to be peaceful on the surface, 99% of the living beings were still suffering. Even three meals a day were a problem, let alone witnessing the scenes of the immortals.
Five years ago, under Emperor Xuan Cang's policy of allowing immortals and mortals to coexist in the world, Han Linglang, like Han Chang, yearned to become an immortal.
She practiced sword skills hard every day, competing with Han Chang to see who could be the first to join the Lingtian Sword Sect, but was misunderstood by her parents and dissuaded by her brother.
"Linglang, for a girl like you, it's not a good idea to join an immortal sect and fight and kill. Isn't it better for you to stay in the village as a mortal and take care of your husband and children?"
"You can't just enter the Immortal Gate if you want to. Girl, don't be as stupid as Ah Chang."
"Linglang, the immortal gate that everyone yearns for is actually full of dangers. There is no need for you to take risks!"
Worry, opposition, lack of support and misunderstanding surrounded Han Linglang throughout her childhood. Even her brother, who always obeyed her in everything, disapproved of her.
But she never succumbed to these voices. She hid herself away alone to practice sword skills and forget about food and sleep, just to prepare for the upcoming immortal gate assessment.
As if witnessing Han Linglang's determination, her brother had no choice but to decide to test the depth of the immortal sect for her.
"Linglang, you are still young and don't know how dangerous it is. Let me go and take a look for you."
"If it works, with me in the Immortal Gate, it will be much easier for you to enter the Immortal Gate. Even if I fail to join the Immortal Gate, your bone age will not exceed 20 years old in five years. You can try again after making sufficient preparations."
Han Linglang thought about it for a long time before agreeing. After all, she was still young and could try again in five years. There was no need to rush.
The immortal sect assessment at that time was also held at the Great Prayer Platform, with the Lingtian Sword Sect and the Fengsheng Divine Sect coming, and the same rules were followed.
My brother was lucky enough to reach the thirteenth level of the ladder. Although he was not qualified to join the Lingtian Sword Sect, he was still noticed by the Shengdi Sect among tens of thousands of people.
Han Linglang was extremely surprised at that time. Her brother stood out from tens of thousands of people. After she also joined the immortal sect next year, her brother would take care of her.
Who would have thought that three days later at night, the brother who was supposed to have entered the immortal sect and brought honor to the family, returned home dragging his bloody body.
It was then that Han Linglang realized that not every demon was as upright as Emperor Xuan Cang.
What's more, demon cultivators are rare in the world, so how could there be such a remote demon sect?
The Fengsheng Divine Sect is not a demonic sect at all, but a sect of evil practitioners who do all kinds of evil and use cruel methods.
There is a technique in their sect that requires the flesh and blood and spirit of good-natured young boys and girls as a guide. They lower the requirements for becoming a disciple and just kill these people in a fair and open way.
After his brother escaped by chance, he knew that he would be treated cruelly by the Canonized Divine Sect. In order to prevent the news from leaking out, he might even kill his entire family. So he could only drag his seriously injured body and flee home overnight to tell Han Linglang and his parents to escape.
Unfortunately, it is difficult for mortals to estimate the power of immortals, and the family was soon found.
The scene of her parents being hacked to death like animals and blood and flesh flying everywhere still echoes in her mind.
In order to keep her safe, her brother hid her in a corner, but he himself was tortured to death bit by bit by the disciples of the Canonized Divine Sect.
And these were just casual moves to canonize the Holy Sect to prevent future troubles.
In the eyes of immortals, if a mortal is protected and safe, they may give him a compliment, but not many people will really care about the life or death of the mortal.
When an evil cultivator appears in the world and slaughters a mortal city, although it will make the immortals angry and even hunt down the evil cultivator, they will not know what so many mortals have experienced.
The unrestrained appearance of immortals in the mortal world is not a miracle but a disaster for most mortals.