C60 Emperor Bloodline Ye Wu Chen!
"This person is crazy, he still hasn't stopped even after obtaining the Immortal Spirit Stone?" Some people at the foot of the mountain started to ridicule Ye Wuchen, but they were ignored. Everyone was focused on watching Ye Wuchen, whether he could reach the seventh floor, then break the record!
Ye Wuchen did not care how many people were paying attention to him below. He only knew that the pressure of the seventh floor would not be able to stop him. Ye Wuchen could feel that the sacred meridian in his body seemed to have awakened.
From the very beginning, he had sensed that there was a sacred vein in the body, and it was a rather high level Emperor Sacred Vein, and Emperor Sacred Vein was different from normal blood. If innate spirits were the highest level holy bodies, then Emperor Sacred Vein were the higher ranked divine veins, but they were not the highest ranked bloodlines.
Previously, he had guessed that the Sacred Vein in his body was an Innate Bloodline, but today, he could confirm that it was a Emperor Sacred Vein slightly weaker than an Innate Bloodline.
Even so, with his Innate Spirit Body and Emperor Sacred Vein, even he was unable to guess how much achievements he would have in the future. However, once he rises up, he will be far stronger than he was in his previous life.
At this moment, due to the terrifying pressure, the Emperor Sacred Vein was awakened. This time's awakening also meant that in the future, Ye Wuchen would have a new trump card, and the Emperor Sacred Vein would be the best excuse to hide his Innate Spirit Body.
As long as he revealed that he was the owner of the Emperor Sacred Vein, no one would suspect anything about him having an Innate Spirit Body. Only then would he be able to live for a long time and not be coveted by powerhouses with ulterior motives.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain saw Ye Wuchen seemingly deep in thought. They were stunned and completely ignored the pressure of the seventh floor. They were all shocked. Was this person really that strong? He didn't even place the aura of the seventh floor in his eyes.
Ye Wuchen's actions also angered the pressure on the seventh floor. In an instant, the pressure from the seventh floor came crashing down like seven mountains. It was a terrifying pressure that no one could resist.
Humph! Ye Wuchen groaned. His body swayed and fell for hundreds of meters. His face instantly paled a lot. He put his arms in front of his chest and resisted the frightening aura. Then, Ye Wuchen roared like a dragon.
At that moment, with Ye Wuchen as the center, a blood-red light burst out from a radius of thousands of meters. The light became brighter and brighter, and the Emperor Sacred Vein became brighter and brighter.
"Look, what, what sacred meridian is this?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed, especially after seeing Ye Wuchen's body emit a strong blood-colored light energy to resist the terrifying pressure. The number of people who were shocked increased.
Ye Wuchen had also completely shocked the seventh, sixth and even eighth floor's guards and elders. The three old men jumped out from behind the mountain and stood in the air. They stared at Ye Wuchen and their hearts trembled.
"Is that the Emperor Sacred Vein that disappeared for many years?" The old man who gave Ye Wuchen the Immortal Spirit Stone just now was especially excited, his eyes shined even brighter. He immediately recognized the Sacred Vein that Ye Wuchen belonged to, it was a Emperor Sacred Vein.
"Not good, once the owner of the Emperor Sacred Vein is leaked, it might cause this little friend countless of trouble!" The old man on the seventh floor frowned, his face filled with worry. Then, the two elders looked at the elder on the eighth floor.
This elder was filled with an ethereal aura, and under his white clothes appeared a refined aura. The elder was extremely handsome, with a fan in his hand, and his aura was unfathomable. Perhaps, he had already broken through to the Holy Spirit Realm.
"Emperor Sacred Vein, my Yuan Wu Empire has never appeared before, but the other heaven's pride level experts also have extraordinary holy bodies and holy veins, do not panic!" The white robed old man shook his head. With the Emperor Sacred Vein s as an example, it was still not possible for them to covet those old monsters.
However, to be able to make countless heaven's pride level experts covet Ye Wuchen, it was possible that Ye Wuchen would be provoked by many heaven's pride level experts in the future and even be assassinated.
"Who is this little friend?" The elder's face was full of doubt, he did not know Ye Wuchen's identity and background.
"Come here!" The old man in white looked at the old man with the white beard, who was responsible for recording Ye Wuchen's behavior at the foot of the mountain.
The old man hastily ran over and then took a step up into the air. Although he wasn't an expert, he could still fly.
When he arrived in front of the white-clothed old man, the old man knelt on the ground, not daring to be the least bit rash. "Master, disciple is here!"
"What is that youth's name?" The white clothed ethereal elder asked indifferently, his question also attracted the attention of all the disciples of the Gazing Mountain, and they all listened attentively.
"Reporting to Master, he, he is Tianyong City's Ye Wuchen, the owner of the Celestial Token!"
"Hua!"
"What?" He, he is Ye Wuchen? "
"No wonder he's such a monster. He's Ye Wuchen, the one who defeated the Ninth Prince Qin Liuyang. He's indeed extraordinary!"
"To be able to reach the seventh level and even equal the records of Fifth Prince Qin Liuchen and Baili Chi, that is truly terrifying!"
At this moment, countless young disciples were discussing. Facing Ye Wuchen, there was even more admiration and shock. It was very possible that the future capital would be changed because of a single Ye Wuchen.
After the white clothed old man heard that this little friend was Ye Wuchen, a smile appeared on his face, but he didn't know why he was laughing.
"Give the reward from the seventh floor to Ye Wuchen later!" The white-clothed old man shot a glance at the management elder on the seventh floor before silently rising into the air, looking down at Ye Wuchen.
"Wu Tie, take this palm of mine. If you don't lose, you'll pass the eighth level!" Suddenly, the white-clothed ethereal elder spoke. Before his pure and holy figure, the old man slowly extended his palm. However, it was only a single palm.
However, his palm covered them and turned into nine palm shadows. Each shadow was at least several hundred meters in length. Moreover, each shadow of his palm was glowing with golden light, causing people to feel despair.
Ye Wuchen stood on the seventh floor and looked at the nine palm shadows. Each of the palm shadows was filled with destructive power. It could be said that this was the strongest attack he had ever faced.
At the same time, he was certain that this elder with an ethereal aura was a Saint realm expert, at least at the first Saint Soul Layer.
Ye Wuchen did not dare to be negligent. Against such a terrifying palm shadow, if he did not mobilize all of his strength, it was very possible that he would lose face in front of everyone.
"Qiankun Eighteen Fist!" Ye Wuchen roared. His expression turned cold and in a trance, his fists formed eighteen fist shadows. Each of the fist shadows was powerful and it gave off an extremely destructive aura, like eighteen flying tigers.
The Flying Tiger soared into the sky and released an extremely strong aura. Under the roars of the Dragon and Tiger, the eighteen fists shot straight into the sky. Not caring about the nine palm shadows that covered the sky, it completely broke through by relying on its tough aura.
At this moment, the atmosphere in Gazing Mountain had frozen, and even the air seemed to have disappeared. Everyone was dumbstruck by the scene in front of them, and their hearts were filled with shock.
In the sky, nine palm silhouettes that could cover the sky were clashing with the eighteen golden fist silhouettes. One above and one below, it was as though they wanted to destroy the entire Gazing Mountain.
The man in white, ethereal elder, frowned as he felt an unprecedented pressure. However, this pressure was brought by Ye Wuchen. For a junior to be able to give him such a feeling, the feeling was not pleasant at all.
"Explode!"
"Break!"
Almost at the same time, the old man in white bellowed, and instantly, nine palm shadows burst out with a powerful destructive aura. Nine palm shadows that covered the sky and covered the sun instantly exploded with an unprecedented power, attacking the entire world.
Ye Wuchen was only pushed back a few hundred meters. Blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth, but other than that, there was nothing wrong with it.
The elder on the seventh floor was shocked. They couldn't even imagine how Ye Wuchen had done it, to be able to withstand a punch from the elder without losing. After all, this was a battle between Holy Spirit Warriors and a Saint Master of the fourth level, the disparity was too great.
Even so, Ye Wuchen was still not at a disadvantage. Just this point alone was worthy of respect from everyone.
"You can go to the eighth floor!" ethereal elder waved his hand and smiled at Ye Wuchen.
Ye Wuchen was at a loss. However, after wiping off the blood at the corner of his mouth, he still climbed three thousand meters to the 8th step. However, there was no terrifying pressure coming from him. He could not help but look at the old man.
"Senior is the Paragon of the eighth level?" Ye Wuchen now understood why ethereal elder wanted him to receive the palm strike. The palm strike was the pressure of the eighth level, and since he was able to withstand the pressure of the eighth level, he naturally passed the eighth level.
Not only did he reach the seventh floor, he was even standing on the eighth floor. It could be said that Ye Wuchen had created an unprecedented record. His new record would also be recorded in history.
If the previous records of the fifth prince Qin Liuchen and Baili Chi on the seventh floor were shocking, then Ye Wuchen's record of the eighth floor was depressing. How many people would be able to reach the seventh floor, let alone the eighth floor?
"New record, Ye Wuchen, eighth level!" ethereal elder shouted out lightly. In the distant sky, golden light flashed and huge words appeared. It was precisely the old man's words, the new record, Ye Wuchen, the eighth level!
After a flash of light, the nine characters were imprinted on the stone steps of the eighth floor, never to be erased.
"Senior, I want to challenge the ninth level!"
Taking a deep breath, Ye Wuchen's blood was boiling. He was even more excited. Since there was a chance at this moment, he had to challenge the ninth floor.
Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose any face.
However, after Ye Wuchen shouted, ethereal elder was so shocked that he even said those words, not to mention the several thousand young disciples at the foot of the mountain.
"This is crazy!"