Xu Zimo did not stay on the second floor, and with another palm strike, the two faceless men were wiped out in ashes.
After arriving at the third floor, Xu Zimo discovered that the rules here were actually the same.
There are three faceless men here, and their realm is three levels higher than what they appear.
In the outside world, since the existence of Jiuyou, many people have also looked at Xu Zimo with interest.
This divine ladder lit up layer by layer, and although the speed was not as fast as expected, it kept moving forward steadily.
When the sixth floor lit up, many people's expressions began to brighten.
With a "wow" sound, a burst of noise was heard from the crowd.
"Seventh floor, he has climbed to the seventh floor."
Before everyone's surprise could last, the dark golden wall on the eighth floor suddenly lit up.
"Eighth floor?"
The crowds around seemed to explode. Since the establishment of the divine ladder, there have been tens of thousands of people climbing the ladder.
No one has ever been to the eighth floor, which completely breaks the record.
Even Yue Lun, who was recuperating underneath, frowned and looked thoughtfully at the direction of the divine ladder.
Not to mention the eighth level, the difficulty of the seventh level alone is a bit inhuman.
The strength of each of the seven faceless men is seven levels higher than his own.
Calculated based on Yue Lun's strength, the strength of those on the seventh level has risen to that of a saint.
Moreover, seven saints at once were not something he could compete with. As for the difficulty of the eighth level, even he himself could not imagine it.
Before Yue Lun could recover from his thoughts, he heard someone next to him almost bite his tongue.
He stammered: "Ninth floor."
Facing everyone's gaze, Yue Lun realized that the man had passed through the eighth level and had reached the highest level of the ladder.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared blankly in the direction of the ladder.
"Did that person see the God King?"
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At this moment, in the Divine Staircase, Xu Zimo went straight to the ninth floor after easily defeating the enemies on the eighth floor.
The enemies on the eighth floor are indeed very strong. Their number and strength have increased exponentially. It is really difficult for ordinary people to pass here.
When Xu Zimo came to the ninth floor, he found that it was different from the dark spaces on the other eight floors.
This is more like a palace.
There are countless statues placed around the main hall. This statue has a human face and an animal body, and is an evil beast with eight claws.
Someone is holding a giant ax and seems to be splitting the entire sky into two.
Someone is holding a sword flower, and half the world is sinking because of it.
In addition to these lifelike statues, the walls around the hall are inlaid with bluestone.
These bluestones are carefully carved to present a picture.
Xu Zimo took a quick glance and realized that the content on these pictures was about a war.
It seems to be the world invasion war outside Xiandao Bridge that year.
At the very front of the hall, there was a beam of light rising into the sky, illuminating the hall brightly.
Within this beam of light, stood a figure.
An old man in Tsing Yi, almost sixty years old.
The old man has white hair and a face full of wrinkles and ravines. He looks like he is in his final years and may die at any time.
"Your Excellency, you are here," the old man asked with a smile as he watched Xu Zimo walk in step by step.
"Eternal God King?" Xu Zimo asked tentatively.
"Strictly speaking, I am just a part of the remnant soul of the God King. You can also call me God King," the old man said with a smile.
"Is it convenient for me to know your name?"
"Xu Zimo," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"I felt it from the moment you came in. This ladder can't do anything to you," the old man said.
"Even if a saint comes here, it will be difficult to reach the top. Unless he is truly a peerless talent, or he is also a god king, the rules here cannot be changed."
"You can understand it this way," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I don't know why your Majesty came here," the old man said with a smile, "I'm afraid your Majesty doesn't take this inheritance seriously either."
"Actually, it's nothing. I just saw this divine ladder when I was passing by and came in to take a look out of curiosity," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I wonder where you are?"
"When you pass by the Immortal Bridge in the future, maybe you will have the chance to meet me on the other side of the world," the old man said with the same smile.
"I wonder when will you go to Xiandao Bridge?"
"No hurry, no rush," Xu Zimo shook his head and said, "Can you tell me about the world on the other side of the Xiandao Bridge?"
"In fact, my clone has no connection with the main body. I don't know what he did in that world," the old man shook his head and said regretfully.
"But I can tell you about the war that year."
Xu Zimo nodded slightly, he had plenty of time.
In his guess, after the great emperor of Yuanyang Continent ascended to heaven, the world he went to was the world on the other side of the Immortal Bridge in the Eternal Continent.
They should all be the same big world.
Therefore, Xu Zimo must make all preparations when going to Tianwaitian.
The old man was not in a hurry and recalled the situation bit by bit.
After the old man finished speaking, Xu Zimo said with some surprise: "You mean, in fact, there is still Tianwaitian in the current Eternal Continent?"
"Yes," the old man nodded and replied.
"Although we killed the main force in that battle, many of their remnants still survived.
Regarding the other world, maybe it will be clearer if you ask them."
"I understand," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Do you want to leave, Your Majesty?" the old man said with a smile.
"There's no point in staying here any longer," Xu Zimo replied.
"I have been alone here for tens of thousands of years. How about you accompany me for a few tricks?" the old man said with a smile.
"In the same realm, there is no need for spiritual energy, just relying on moves to win or lose."
"If you want to try, then come," Xu Zimo smiled.
At this moment, the old man looked serious.
He stood with his feet in a Tai Chi Bagua posture, his hands slightly bowed, and his right arm moved back a little.
"Keep the palace," the old man shouted softly.
Without any surge of spiritual energy, his figure crossed dozens of meters and came directly behind Xu Zimo.
"Shukaku," the old man shouted softly again, grabbing Xu Zimo's right arm with one hand, trying to subdue Xu Zimo in a grabbing posture.
However, when he grabbed Xu Zimo's arm with both hands, it was like grabbing a piece of pig iron, which was hard and unable to move even half a minute.
The old man knew that the two of them did not use any abilities, but simply relied on skills and moves to win.
"You're not enough," Xu Zimo smiled.
The old man had a strange feeling when he punched him directly. He couldn't dodge this punch.
I don’t know how many years I haven’t had this feeling.
Putting his palms together, the old man took the punch forcefully. However, the power of the punch was beyond his imagination, and he flew out uncontrollably.