The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 92: Above 50,000 Floors!

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Above 50,000 Floors!

The male cultivator holding a black long blade’s face changed, and he was about to turn around to look.

A figure suddenly appeared beside him, standing side by side with him.

He turned his head abruptly, but there was no figure anymore.

"What the hell?" he said in astonishment.

Looking back, he saw a shadow flashing on the stairs.

At this moment, it was already beside Miao Yin, standing side by side.

"It’s a person, a cultivator!!!" The male cultivator holding the black long blade widened his eyes.

With such cultivation, such a realm, walking here, his pace had slowed down.

But the other person ascended the Heavenly Sacred Mountain as easily as drinking water.

It made him feel a bit dumbfounded!

Miao Yin also noticed, even though she was now in crisis.

But that figure was truly astonishing, too dazzling!

"Who, who is it?" she asked, her lips trembling.

But no one answered her!

The figure that had just arrived beside her had already disappeared without a trace.

When she looked back, that person was already ten layers of stairs away from her.

"This, this..." Miao Yin was so shocked that she could not speak.

This scene was too shocking for her!

Since she started ascending the Heavenly Sacred Mountain until now, although others had surpassed her.

She had never seen anyone surpass as effortlessly and unflinchingly as the other person did.

"You stop right there!" The male cultivator holding the black long blade swung his blade.

He turned the blade’s edge and slashed towards Yang Yan.

He only wanted to surpass others, and did not want to be surpassed by anyone!

Especially since that person’s speed was too fast, fast enough to terrify him!

He feared that the other one might be the first to reach the peak of the Heavenly Saint Mountain!

If the other got there first and obtained the inheritance of the Saint Emperor!

His five years of suffering and effort would have been in vain!

The sword energy pierced the figure ahead and cut through the air.

The male cultivator holding the black long blade’s eyes froze.

"All an illusion, he left long ago!

No, I can’t let him leave just like that.

I have to catch up with him quickly!"

He became anxious!

"Suoshen Blade!"

With a swipe of his blade, the male cultivator holding the black long blade released a vast amount of evil qi that turned into a massive chain.

The chain emitted a monstrous evil qi that would injure anyone who touched it.

"Imprison!"

The massive chain wound towards Miao Yin, who tried to resist.

However, the sharpness of the evil qi overwhelmed and thoroughly tore apart her profound qi.

It caused a backlash, making blood and qi churn inside Miao Yin, resulting in internal injuries.

"Without your Desire Demon Physique, your strength wouldn’t be enough to withstand a single move from me!" the male cultivator holding the black long blade said coldly.

The massive evil qi chain completely wrapped around Miao Yin, pinning her in place.

"Wait for me to come back, I’ll savor you properly!" he said indifferently.

Instead of fighting Miao Yin again to the death.

The time needed to seize Miao Yin’s body was too long.

The male cultivator holding the black long blade couldn’t wait anymore.

"If I don’t move forward now, with the other’s speed of advancement.

I won’t be able to catch up with him by the time I reach my limit."

His shadow shifted, swiftly stepping over the stairs to speed up his advance.

As he moved forward, the evil qi flowing from his body increased.

It made him seem like a primordial beast charging toward the Heavenly Saint Mountain.

"I must catch up with you!"

At this moment, Yang Yan had cultivated to the Third Layer of the Sword Realm Sword Formation, heart.

He had already reached a state of perfection.

He was just a step away from breaking through to the Sword Intent Sword Realm.

Searching for the Sword Dao Sword Intent belonging to him!

"Just a little more, just a little more!"

His advancing footsteps were becoming faster and faster.

His figure also became increasingly elusive, as if it embodied the Dao Intent.

Seemingly real, seemingly illusory, making it hard for others to grasp.

Thirty-two thousand layers!

Thirty-five thousand layers!

Forty thousand layers!

Yang Yan crossed the steps faster and faster.

And along this path, there were fewer and fewer cultivators on the stairs.

Even at three to five thousand layers, he couldn’t see a single cultivator.

Fifty thousand layers!

Here stood a figure, none other than Young Master Jueqing.

He held a folding fan, fanning himself.

A drop of sweat flowed down his forehead.

"I celebrated too early, there’s someone ahead of me, faster than I am!" he said solemnly. "I never thought he would come!"

Young Master Jueqing’s face turned slightly grim.

"Last time, I reached the sixty-three thousandth layer, and he was at seventy-five thousand layers.

Except for the only one who reached the top!

We were second and third, respectively.

I thought, being ranked third like me,

unlike that genius, who thought the Emperor Road was tough,

could spend five years to wait for the Heavenly Sage Mountain to reopen to gain the Saint Emperor’s inheritance!

I didn’t expect that he waited for five years too!"

He took a deep breath.

"He ranked second, his talent was exceptional.

If he broke through, his cultivation would rise steadily, with a chance to catch up with the previous generation genius.

Yet, he held back and waited five years!"

Young Master Jueqing moved onward again, and the reason for his sweating was not because he found ascending the Heavenly Saint Mountain difficult.

It was because he was anxious!

Every five years, only one cultivator can stand at the peak of the Heavenly Saint Mountain and obtain the Saint Emperor’s inheritance.

Besides having extremely high talent, and strong comprehension of the Dao Realm,

he also needed to have quick comprehension ability!

The last five years, it was the previous generation’s genius who had been dormant for five years,

then seized the Saint Emperor’s inheritance, which is why I learned this trick.

So, I deliberately waited five years before coming to challenge!

Damn!

I learned it, and another person learned it too!

Plus, his pace of ascending the Heavenly Saint Mountain was much quicker than mine!

No way!

I must catch up with him quickly!

In the last five years, he outpaced me.

This five years, he will surely be faster than I am too.

But I cannot let these five years go to waste.

I cannot lose!

If I lose, the path to becoming an Emperor will be incredibly tough!

I must surpass myself and everyone else here!"

Young Master Jueqing roared!

His voice resonated on the steps of the Heavenly Saint Mountain, at the fifty-two thousandth layer.

A cultivator dressed in linen, looking like a farmer, stood there.

Upon hearing Young Master Jueqing’s voice from behind, he couldn’t help but smile.

"Young Master Jueqing, your talent is indeed high, and you could patiently wait for five years!

But you didn’t expect that I also waited for five years!

I also learned from that previous top climber of the Heavenly Saint Mountain!

Perhaps you think my talent is so high,

that I don’t need to learn from others, and don’t need to wait five years for a chance to become an Emperor.

But I think that I need to!

Because wanting to surpass the predecessors of five years ago is far from enough to become an Emperor.

There are also those ten years ago, twenty years ago.

They received the Saint Emperor’s inheritance, with extremely high talent.

Relying solely on a bit of talent, with no external help,

how can I compare to these people!

So, I had to wait quietly for five years!

To challenge once again!

This time, the Heavenly Saint Mountain, the Saint Emperor’s inheritance, I’m determined to win!"

Bang!

A heavy footstep sounded behind him.

He turned back and saw the shadow of Young Master Jueqing, at least a thousand layers of steps away from him.

"You’ve caught up, Young Master Jueqing!" the cultivator dressed like a farmer said with a smile.

Young Master Jueqing panted heavily.

"I’m here, next it’s our contest!

Let’s see who reaches the top first!"

"Just the two of us?"

"Of course, who else could there be.

In the past five years, only the two of us could compete evenly.

After five years, it naturally remains a contest between us.

This generation of cultivators is too weak!"

"Yes, this generation’s geniuses aren’t as good as the ones from five years ago.

Our generation had the chance to compete with the geniuses five years ago.

This generation of geniuses couldn’t even match the tip of our tails," the cultivator dressed like a farmer expressed his sentiments.

He felt a sense of loneliness from standing at such a height!

"I’ve always said, they’re all useless!" Young Master Jueqing approached slowly.

At this moment, a shout echoed behind them.

"You stop right now!!!"

The voice was deafening, reaching both of their ears.

They turned around instinctively, pupils contracting.