Outside the Tower of Trial, the seventh floor of the Perfect Tower glowed straight up into the sky. Seeing the pagoda glow reappearing on the seventh floor, the shock in the hearts of all the disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven was gradually replaced by a natural numbness.
"The seventh floor is also lit up! Ye Wuque is going to go straight to the ninth floor!"
"Do you think Ye Wuque can get through all nine floors of the Trial Tower?"
"I feel there is hope, but it goes without saying that the last two floors will be extremely difficult, and they are definitely not comparable to the previous ones!"
"It's possible for Ye Wuque to break through, but the perfection of the eighth and ninth floors is probably high!"
"No matter what, I definitely want to see Ye Wuque come out of the Trial Tower before leaving!"
"Me too! I didn't expect such an incredible thing to happen before the official start of the Ranking Challenge!"
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Countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens are talking endlessly, and at this moment, the attention of the masters in the late stage of the Soul Realm who entered the first three floors of the Trial Tower in order to qualify as candidates has undoubtedly dropped to the extreme.
It seemed that with the appearance of Ye Wuque, all the glory was taken away by him alone.
Although those late-stage Lipo realm masters who successfully obtained candidate tokens felt unhappy about this, they were also helpless.
Above the void, the Linglong Holy Lord who was leaning on the Lotus Throne had his red lips slightly raised. When he saw Ye Wuque appearing on the eighth floor, his unclear eyes seemed to become extremely interesting.
"It's not surprising that I successfully passed the seventh level of our sect, but I didn't expect that this kid actually set a record. Now even the sect leader has become a stepping stone! Cack, cack... it's really interesting!"
Holy Lord Linglong seemed a little excited at the moment, thinking of something interesting.
"However, this kid may be able to get through the next eighth floor, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get through it successfully. As for the last floor..."
Thinking of this, Holy Lord Linglong slowly lowered the slightly raised corners of his mouth and fell into silence.
Inside the tower, on the eighth floor.
This time, the speed of traveling through the huge light gate seemed to have become extremely slow, several times that of before. Ye Wuque, standing inside the light gate, felt a little strange.
Until he felt the light door suddenly shake, Ye Wuque knew that the eighth floor had finally arrived.
When he stepped out of the huge light door, he suddenly felt a little sleepy and tired. Immediately, these sleepiness and tiredness were magnified countless times, and then he felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, as if he fell asleep in an instant.
"Wuque...Wuque..."
Ye Wuque suddenly heard someone calling him in his ear. It was a woman's voice, which was very familiar.
"Stop calling him. Yesterday, he fought his way into the depths of the enemy's army and fought bloody battles for three days and three nights. He killed thirteen masters of the Sky Chong Realm in succession, fought his way through the enemy's ranks, and rescued hundreds of fellow disciples.
He must be exhausted now, let him sleep more, there is still half an hour until the meeting."
The second voice sounded again, also a female voice, which also sounded familiar to Ye Wuque.
But Ye Wuque, who had woken up, did not open his eyes immediately, but chose to listen silently.
"How could it happen? Didn't I just step into the eighth floor in the Tower of Trials? What happened again?"
Ye Wuque was puzzled in his heart, and then he smelled a very strong smell of blood, which was emanating from his own body.
The two female voices in his ears also disappeared at this moment, seeming to fall into silence.
Ye Wuque could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart and opened his eyes.
"Where is this?"
There was a hint of shock in his eyes. Looking around, Ye Wuque saw a vast and boundless plain. Countless corpses were piled up on the plain at this moment, with broken cavalry and broken armor, and the sky was covered with red!
The dark red blood was so thick that it infected the earth, turning the originally yellow land into red!
At this moment, Ye Wuque was on top of a majestic city. Beside him, there were thousands of young people resting against the city wall. Looking at the two people closest to him, Ye Wuque looked at them.
One jump!
These two people were none other than Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan.
No wonder Ye Wuque thought the voices sounded familiar just now, it was actually the two of them.
But soon Ye Wuque realized that the condition of the two women was very embarrassing, or in other words, everyone leaning against the city wall was very embarrassed.
Stretching out his hands, Ye Wuque glanced at his whole body and found that the black military robe was stained with blood. Because of too much blood, it even solidified, exuding a strong smell of blood.
"How could this happen? Am I trapped in a dream or illusion?"
Smelling the strong smell of blood, Ye Wuque was extremely doubtful, but what he saw in front of him was too real. The city wall was covered with mottled marks, and every detail was clearly visible.
Touching his cheek, Ye Wuque could clearly feel the warm but dry skin, and even the cultivation within his body, the unparalleled fighting spirit of the Holy Path exploded.
Immediately, Ye Wuque realized that his cultivation level had reached an unspeakable level of power!
It's as if the sky and the earth can collapse with a punch, and the sun and moon can be held by a palm!
Everything told Ye Wuque that everything in front of him was real, without a trace of falsehood!
Woo...
Suddenly, an extremely loud but urgent battlefield horn sounded, instantly waking up everyone who was resting!
"No! The emergency horn sounded, something must have happened!"
Mo Honglian immediately woke up and stood up. Nalan Yan also stood up. The two women stood side by side and looked at the end of the vast plain in front of them. Somewhere there was the place where the horn sounded!
Woo...woo...woo...
After the first horn, eight more blasts continued!
"Nine sounds in a row! What...what exactly happened? Did Dou Tian and Chen He's enemies launch a general attack?"
"No matter what happens, we must rush there. That is the main battlefield. We cannot just watch!"
Nalan Yan made a decision immediately, and then she stepped out in one step and jumped down from the top of the city, with all the other disciples following closely behind.
"What's wrong, Wu Que? Did the bloody battle last night hurt you?"
When Mo Honglian saw Ye Wuque standing there in a daze, she immediately expressed concern.
Sister Mo's voice in front of her echoed in her ears, and her warm breath hit Ye Wuque's face. Looking at Mo Honglian's beautiful eyes filled with concern, no matter how many doubts and puzzles Ye Wuque had in his heart, he finally
It only turned into three words.
"I'm fine."
"That's good, let's go."
Mo Honglian took a step forward, followed closely by Ye Wuque.
"Since it's not a dream or an illusion, it's useless no matter how hard you think about it. It's better to take one step at a time and see what's going on!"
Following Mo Honglian, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, and he decided not to worry about whether he had fallen into an illusion, and chose to face it proactively.
He believed that if this was the content of the eighth-level trial, then everything would develop correctly, and he just needed to face it head-on.