Chapter 1388: Chapter 1388: Nine to One!
Approximately fifty ters!
Saint Heir Taiyi surpassed everyone and was at the forefront; however, it took him a day and a half to climb the previous fifty ters.
By the ti he reached this point, Saint Heir Taiyi no longer had the invincible aura he once did.
Now, a hint of fatigue appeared on his face, and his brows furrowed deeply, because the remaining fifty ters were still going to take him a significant amount of ti.
Looking down from a height, he noticed the Beast God closely following him, about twenty ters away, which surprised Saint Heir Taiyi greatly. This young man in red was able to keep up behind him, leaving the Demon Lord Holy Son far behind.
After gazing at the Beast God for a while, Saint Heir Taiyi looked at Demon Lord Holy Son and Luo Fu, who were much farther away, almost seventy to eighty ters away.
As Demon Lord Holy Son t Saint Heir Taiyi’s gaze, his face flushed sowhat because he saw a hint of mockery in Taiyi’s eyes.
“Are you laughing at how I couldn’t catch up?” Demon Lord Holy Son understood Saint Heir Taiyi’s intent; that gaze expressed disappointnt toward him.
Saint Heir Taiyi’s gaze swept over Luo Fu without much attention. A descendant of a declining sect being left far behind posed no threat.
“Where is that guy, though? Completely vanished.” Saint Heir Taiyi looked further down and found Ye Qiu’s figure still missing, chuckling to himself, “So be it, once I get the Taishang Clock, I’ll retrieve that Longsword. It would only be wasted in your hands; it should be with .”
With a disdainful chuckle, Saint Heir Taiyi stopped thinking about Ye Qiu. Only fifty ters left, and he’d reach the summit, Ye Qiu couldn’t possibly catch up now.
Saint Heir Taiyi withdrew his gaze and again entered a state of rest, determined that once he awoke, he’d cut the remaining fifty-ter distance in half.
“This lad’s perseverance is unusual, to persist until now without any signs of fatigue. A good prospect, if only he’d consider him as master, perhaps he could revive the master’s past glory,” the Artifact Spirit elder looked at Saint Heir Taiyi, quite satisfied, for his current performance was excellent, even better than Ge Tian in his youth, giving the Artifact Spirit a glimr of hope.
In the final stage of climbing Taishan, the difficulty increased explosively. For each step forward Demon Lord Holy Son took, he felt as though he experienced a life-and-death trial, though afterward, his physical strength enhanced, yet this thod of enhancent remained unbearable.
So much so that after each step, Demon Lord Holy Son rested for a while before moving forward again.
Luo Fu began to surge, accelerating his speed, catching up from behind the other three, chasing after Demon Lord Holy Son, and continuing forward toward Beast God. Luo Fu, too, was desperate, seeing Saint Heir Taiyi almost within reach of the peak, forcing him to muster all his strength to catch up, otherwise obtaining the ultimate treasure remained hopeless.
“Is this guy starting again?” Beast God noticed ahead Saint Heir Taiyi stood up once more. He awakened from recovery, in Beast God’s vision, Taiyi moved closer to the summit; within the blink of an eye, the fifty-ter distance reduced to forty ters, this pace of progress left him in awe.
Too fast!
Beast God needed half the ti of a joss-stick to close a ter distance, which wasn’t slow at all, especially considering he understood the Rule Power of lightning and had enhanced his flesh enough to achieve that speed.
Yet compared to Taiyi’s Saint Heir, it remained too slow; Taiyi practically elevated ten ters in one breath, continuously resting afterward, a thod tried and true.
Beast God tried to mimic, however, the suffering endured from electric currents when ascending ten ters in one go made him feel his body instantly scorched by electricity, and this sensation multiplied tenfold, a hundredfold, an outright terrifying torture.
After enduring it once, Beast God had no desire to try again; he found it hard to imagine how Saint Heir Taiyi remained unfazed when ascending ten ters in height.
“Right, Ye Qiu, why hasn’t he appeared all this ti?” Beast God suddenly realized Ye Qiu seed to have never caught up.
Looking back, he found Ye Qiu not only hadn’t caught up but remained last, even his shadow couldn’t be seen.
“With Ye Zi’s character, he wouldn’t give up so easily; why hasn’t he caught up yet, does he not want to compete for the treasure?” Beast God conjectured wildly.
Unable to determine Ye Qiu’s situation, Beast God could only hope he would suddenly catch up, yet he worried once Saint Heir Taiyi reached the summit first, none of them might have a chance.
“Ye Zi, you said the Taishang Clock concerns Earth’s fate, you must catch up!” Beast God sighed deeply, then turned, stepping up another level, enduring the damn electric torture again.
Saint Heir Taiyi rested for a while and then closed ten ters. Thus, repeatedly, he reached within ten ters of the summit.
Climbing to the peak was right before him; Saint Heir Taiyi could even see the wild weeds along the summit edges, his eyes filled with joy; here, no one could surpass him, he’d be the first to ascend, the Taishang Clock belonged to him.
Then, taking the Taishang Clock back to the ancestral land, he, Saint Heir Taiyi, would beco the most promising Martial Artist in the Taiyi Divine Sect; even the cold and ruthless heads would warmly welco him.
Ge Tian’s ultimate treasure was not rely a magical item but contained unparalleled cultivation techniques, hiding secrets of immortality and eternality.
It was sothing desired by strong beings throughout the heavens, a secret so rare even divine weapons couldn’t exchange for it.
Thinking of this, Saint Heir Taiyi’s heart burned with greater fervor, and he resisted the urge to continue recovering strength, striving to advance five ters height the next ti.
Just as Saint Heir Taiyi closed his eyes to ditate, Ye Qiu at the foot of Taishan finally awoke from comprehending the Rule Power of electricity, in his eyes golden currents flashed, five fingers moved, releasing sparks that crackled crisply.
“Electric Rule Power, in just one day, indeed, I’ve comprehended it.” Ye Qiu’s joy was palpable, feeling the power of electricity forming around him, he felt exceptionally excited.
Upon this, all nine Rule Powers were comprehended; Ye Qiu achieved the goal he set long ago, truly accomplishing it.
“Jin Mu Shui Huo Tu, Bing Feng Lei Dian!”
“The appearance of nine Rule Powers.”
Ye Qiu spread his hands, imdiately each of his fingers erupted with a plu of energy flas, representing the nine Rule Powers respectively.
Watching the nine Rule Powers dance on his fingers, Ye Qiu’s emotions were complex; for this mont, he exerted significant effort, finally accomplishing it today.
“Nine to one, Nine-Colored King Yan’s Wrath, Complete!”
Ye Qiu suddenly uttered lightly, and the nine Rule Powers surged into one place and transford into a ball of energy.
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