The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 88 What a fast speed!

Chapter 88: Chapter 88 What a fast speed!

The group did not delay any further and stepped onto the Second Layer one after another.

Ao Tian, Kong Xuan, Leng Bi Yue, and Xue Ni Chang had the best talent, with exceptional comprehension of the Dao Realm.

So, the Second Layer was not an obstacle for them at all.

In the blink of an eye, they regained their clarity and continued to ascend the Third Layer.

As time passed, their pace of climbing the mountain became quicker, with Wudao Tian being the slowest among them.

He had spent a great deal of time and effort breaking through the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

His understanding of the Dao was the poorest.

Within these people, his Dao Realm was also the weakest.

Therefore, at the Fifth Layer, he found it increasingly difficult to proceed.

"Now belongs to the era of the young!"

Wudao Tian watched Xue Ni Chang and Ao Tian continue to advance, and said,

"I have become a burden to my master!"

But he continued to strive in understanding the Dao Realm, striving to become stronger.

At the top of the Holy Mountain, Luo Qiuyue and Zhou Yunpo knelt, enviously watching Wudao Tian, Xue Ni Chang, and others climbing.

The others were comprehending the Dao Realm, while they could only kneel here.

Because this was Yang Yan’s order, they had no choice but to comply.

"His speed in climbing the mountain is astonishing!" Luo Qiuyue looked at the silhouette of Yang Yan at the very top, showing a shocked expression.

"His talent is extremely amazing!" Zhou Yunpo said solemnly.

The Thirtieth Layer!

Ao Tian, Xue Ni Chang, Hua Tianxue, and Kong Xuan awakened from the Dao Realm.

Standing here, their eyes could see.

The silhouette of Yang Yan had already become blurry, and soon the figure disappeared into the clouds.

"Master is too fast!" Hua Tianxue couldn’t help but say.

After familiarizing themselves with the Dao Realm contained in the steps of Heavenly Saint Mountain, they believed their speed to be very fast, very fast indeed.

But compared to Yang Yan, it was like a child’s play.

"Master is astonishingly fast!" Chu Mei’er also echoed.

On the three-hundredth step, a young figure stood.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and after a moment, he suddenly regained his clarity, his face looking grim.

"I’ve reached my limit!" the young man said.

*His heart trembled; the Dao Realm he just comprehended was somewhat perilous.*

*Being able to awaken made him feel relieved.*

"The Dao Realm contained here is terrifying. I think even a genius would have to slow down, comprehend carefully, to pass through.

I suppose making it here is already pretty good," the young man comforted himself.

At this moment, the cloud layer behind him fluctuated, catching his attention.

"Who is coming up!" the young man said, furrowing his brows.

As soon as he spoke, a figure pierced through the clouds and appeared in his vision.

"It’s a cultivator!" thought the young man.

But then, his mouth gaped wide.

"What!"

He watched as the figure ascended the steps one layer at a time.

Without any pause in between, the figure didn’t even show the slightest hesitation.

"How is this possible!" he was shocked beyond words.

This was the steps of Heavenly Saint Mountain!

Each layer contained deep and profound Dao Realm, challenging to comprehend.

Some people found themselves stuck on one step, sometimes requiring a day, or even ten days.

At the very minimum, it took the blink of an eye!

But this person didn’t even take the blink of an eye!

The way they ascended seemed like climbing ordinary steps, with no Dao Realm at each layer.

Incredibly fast!

In his moment of distraction, this figure had already reached his side.

Then, the figure brushed past him; he could only see the other person carrying a Divine Sword, expressionless.

When passing him, not even a glance was spared.

"Frie..."

The young man still wanted to ask the other’s name or identity.

However, as soon as he uttered a syllable, the figure bizarrely crossed thirty layers in succession.

He couldn’t even see the other’s silhouette anymore!

"It’s not that geniuses slow down here, not that the Dao Realm contained here is too strong!

It’s that I’m too weak!" the young man muttered to himself.

The Five-Hundred-and-Twentieth Layer!

There were many cultivators lingering here, about ten.

Most of these people were here for the first time, participating in the Heavenly Saint Mountain trial.

Reaching here marked their limits.

"The Dao Realm within each step here grows deeper, and comprehension becomes increasingly challenging!" a cultivator carrying a longsword said.

On two steps above him, another cultivator nodded.

"Indeed, we’re reaching our limit."

"Geniuses will start slowing around the thousandth layer.

We are still a long distance from geniuses."

"Let’s strive, we still have a chance.

If we can break through one realm, we can ascend higher."

"Breaking through is so difficult!"

As they were discussing, footsteps came from behind.

"Someone’s coming from behind; it must be a genius, listen, the footsteps are so fast!"

"It should be Zhou Yunpo of the Tie Sword Sect, or Yan Wuyan of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

"Did you forget the sacred Saintess Luo Qiuyue from Cihang Jingzhai!"

"I think you’re all wrong. I believe it’s either Ao Tian, Kong Xuan, or Hua Tianxue."

These people stopped their climb and looked back.

The clouds rippled, as if torn apart.

A figure came up, surrounded by countless Dao Intent Sword-shaped illusions.

These illusions were performing sword moves, swordsmanship, rippling through layers of the void!

"Who is this person..."

The dozen cultivators looked at the person who emerged, each puzzled.

The person in front of them was unfamiliar.

No!

Not only unfamiliar but had never been seen before.

"Who is he?"

"Isn’t that Dao Intent Sword-shaped illusion around him? It seems like an abnormal phenomenon that only Taoist Bodies have."

"Zuo Yuandao of the Daoist Sect?"

"It’s not him. Zuo Yuandao doesn’t have such majesty and dominance!"

"Then who is it?"

The faces of more than a dozen cultivators changed as they stared at the approaching figure.

"Ask him. We’ll know then!" a cultivator suggested. "I am Zhang Tianping of the Wind Sect. May I ask who you are..."

Whoosh!

A fierce wind blew, making him unsteady on his feet.

With a shake, Zhang Tianping steadied himself.

"Friend..."

He wanted to ask again, but who was there now?

"Where is he? Where is he?" he asked.

Looking at the other cultivators, he saw them all gazing upward.

"Such incredible speed!"

They were already stunned!

"He went past? That fast?" Zhang Tianping said in astonishment.

In just the blink of an eye, they couldn’t even see the other’s silhouette.

The One-Thousand-One-Hundredth Layer!

Those who could come here were not geniuses but Little Genius-level cultivators.

Their cultivation was profound, mostly around or above the Third Layer of the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

At this moment, there were seven of them here, their foreheads drenched in sweat.

The backs of their clothes were also completely soaked with sweat.

"The One-Thousand-One-Hundredth Layer!" a cultivator leaning on a long saber laughed.

He looked back, seeing six cultivators.

"I surpassed you all, I’m stronger than you!

Wait and see, I’m just a bit away from breaking through.

By then, I’ll advance rapidly, and around the Two-Thousandth Layer, I’ll catch up with those geniuses," the saber-carrying cultivator said solemnly.

"I will surpass you all, geniuses!"

He lifted his foot and was about to step up.

A gust of wind swept by, nearly making him fall.

"Who, who attacked me!" the saber-carrying cultivator shouted in anger.

He looked back but saw no one, not even the cultivators who had been near him moments ago.

Only numerous sword shadows floated in the air.

Like a moving sandstorm, it lost his eyes, making it difficult for him to open his eyelids.

"What is that?" the saber-carrying cultivator asked in confusion.

He was about to get closer to see clearly.

Suddenly, his gaze met a pair of eyes, eyes as sharp as swords.

They pierced his eyes painfully, forcing him to blink rapidly to close his eyes.

"What is that, what is that!" he exclaimed in shock, blood streaming from his eyes painfully.