A sacred radiance bloomed in Ning Xuanyuan's mind, Protection for his will against the terrifying suppression of will.
At that moment, everyone, including Ye Xuankong, stared fixedly at Ning Xuanyuan. Many watched with tension and anticipation in their eyes.
What Ye Xuankong had said earlier was true, but he had not told Ning Xuanyuan that the suppression of will each person faced upon first entering the Myriad Heavens Battlefield was different.
The warriors stationed on either side of the bridge would choose how much of the suppression of will to withstand for each person according to their cultivation realm.
Back then, Ye Xuankong had faced seventy percent of the suppression of will, a feat no one had surpassed to this day.
And now, Ning Xuanyuan was facing the full force of the suppression of will! In other words, the warriors on either side had not borne the slightest bit of it for him!
How far could Ning Xuanyuan walk under this degree of suppression of will?
Just then, however, dazzling rays of Holy Light bloomed from Ning Xuanyuan's body, shining through the surrounding void. His body was bathed in supreme divine brilliance. The splendid sight left everyone around him stunned.
That was the power of rules, the origin of the Great Dao!
This boy was only fifteen, yet he had mastered so many origins of rules?
"All attributes."
Ye Xuankong's eyes flickered. He knew his brother's talent was monstrous, but wasn't this a little too monstrous?
Just then, beneath countless stunned gazes, Ning Xuanyuan lifted his foot and walked forward.
He was using the power of various origins of rules to resist the suppression of will. He advanced one step at a time, and by the time the power of those origins of rules had been suppressed to the point where it could no longer resist, he had reached the middle of the bridge.
That half of the journey made everyone's eyes freeze.
At the Soul Sea Realm, he had relied on the origins of rules he had comprehended to forcibly withstand the full force of the suppression of will and reach the center of the bridge!
But just then, Ning Xuanyuan seemed to be struck by an invisible force. He rapidly retreated to where Ye Xuankong and the others stood, his steps a little unsteady.
"Did he fail?" Ye Xuankong's eyes flashed, but he showed no disappointment. It was already quite a feat to have walked so far.
"Big brother, are you sure everyone walked into the Myriad Heavens Battlefield under this degree of suppression of will?" Ning Xuanyuan turned around and asked Ye Xuankong.
"Mm, more or less." Ye Xuankong shrugged, and the corners of everyone's eyes twitched.
More or less? It's a world of difference!
"You really are my own brother!" By this point, how could Ning Xuanyuan not understand that Ye Xuankong had tricked him?
Other people screw over their fathers and mothers, but you and your father specialize in screwing over your son and brother.
Fine!
Ning Xuanyuan turned and walked onto the bridge once more. Ye Xuankong was startled. Was he going to continue the challenge?
Ignoring Ye Xuankong's shocked gaze, Ning Xuanyuan stepped onto the bridge again. An invisible presence spread from him. As his foot came down, his stance was utterly steady, without the slightest sway.
At the same time, an invisible suppression of will descended, violently bearing down on his spirit and will.
Ning Xuanyuan quietly felt that force and continued forward. An extraordinarily mysterious power descended from above the bridge. That immense force bore down hard once more, even more violently than before. It not only suppressed his body but also attacked his sea of consciousness in a frenzy, seeking to suppress and destroy both his body and his will.
That terrifying power turned into a howling gale that lashed wildly at Ning Xuanyuan's body. Yet he stood as steady as a mountain, as firm as a rock.
He continued forward, and an even more terrifying force bore down on him. Strange, thunderous sounds came from within his body, their force fearsome to the extreme.
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings. Everyone's gaze was fixed on Ning Xuanyuan.
Ning Xuanyuan moved forward, every step as steady as Mount Tai. An overbearing pressure radiated from his entire body, sweeping over everything. Though that force bore down on him, he remained utterly unmoved.
Boom!
A tremendous sound suddenly rang out. Ning Xuanyuan was suddenly like a raging ferocious beast, his speed increasing sharply. He took several consecutive steps, an incomparable wild power surging around his entire body.
Immediately afterward, everyone saw a towering sword intent sweep out from Ning Xuanyuan, whirling wildly around his body. He raised his arm and thrust a finger forward. An astonishing sword intent merged with his spirit and will, seemingly becoming a sharp sword that pressed on without hesitation.
Seeing this, Ye Xuankong could no longer hide the shock on his face. It was no surprise that Ning Xuanyuan could reach that point; he had already done so before. But judging by his current state, he could clearly keep going!
Could he really accomplish an unprecedented feat under the full suppression of that will?
Ning Xuanyuan's essence, Qi, and spirit were one, and his presence surged around him like a tide. An incomparably wild presence poured from his body, accompanied by boundless sword intent. His body seemed to become a sharp sword as he entered a state of self-forgetfulness.
Boom!
Ning Xuanyuan moved forward amid a fierce wind and towering waves, his long hair flying and his robes snapping loudly in the gale. At that moment, he felt the light between Heaven and Earth Realm blaze brilliantly, and an illusion arose in his mind, as though this entire world were targeting him.
More frightening still, the figure of the deity in his mind expanded wildly. That will seemed to have taken on tangible form, like a supreme sovereign ruling the nine heavens and ten earths. It became an incomparable force, intent on wiping him out completely.
"This is all? And you think you can crush me? Can you do it?!" Ning Xuanyuan roared. In his mind, the spirit and will confronting the deity's figure took the form of the Evil Emperor!
The Evil Emperor's figure was filled with an unrivaled, overbearing will. Holding a saber and a sword, he set the wind and clouds dancing.
Sword-and-Saber Divine Art, Shatter the Firmament!
In the past, the Evil Emperor had swept across the eight regions with a saber and a sword. Now, the power of will seemed to bring that scene back to life. Saber and sword rose together, ready to shatter Heaven and Earth Realm.
A deafening rumble came from Ning Xuanyuan's body. He remained as firm as a mountain, impossible to shake.
At that moment, his slightly thin young figure gave off an air of looking down upon Heaven and Earth Realm.
Bang!
Ning Xuanyuan shot forward. The suppression of will, already so violent as to defy description, could not stop him. As Ning Xuanyuan landed at the end of the bridge, the vast void seemed to tremble with him.
And trembling along with it were the hearts of everyone who witnessed the scene!
Bearing the full force of the suppression of will, Ning Xuanyuan had reached the end of the bridge. Such a feat had never been accomplished before!
At that moment, the boy's white robes fluttered and his long hair flew. He was like an emperor among mortals, without equal in the world!