Today's second update: Chapter 1832! 2/3!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
The entire Seventh Heaven Heavenly Stairway had turned into a realm of ice and snow, with howling frigid winds blowing through it.
Thrones had completely vanished. The final victor was Xu Kun, now bathed in frost and snow like a god of war.
Under everyone's gaze, Xu Kun's lips twitched. He looked up and said, "A person can fail countless times in their lifetime, but as long as they win once, that is victory."
With that, he stepped forward and entered the Eighth Heaven!
Behind him, specks of golden light gathered.
Just as Xu Kun planned to share this power he had no use for with everyone as before, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.
"Kid, keep this. One of your martial uncles happens to need that fellow's source."
Xu Kun sensed the surrounding space as though he had seen a ghost.
He transmitted with his soul, "Are you that bored, old man?"
"What kind of thing is that to say? My future son-in-law is ascending A Royal Race Celestial Realm. How could I not keep watch?"
"What were you doing earlier, then?"
"Ahem, ahem. Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. Didn't you make it through just fine? What, no confidence in yourself?"
Fine, I can't win an argument with you!
Xu Kun shook his head speechlessly. Who knew what heaven-defying abilities Uncle Yang possessed, to the point that even this Heavenly Stairway passage could not isolate him.
Thinking of how the Angel Race regarded the Heavenly Stairway as the sole path for mortals to reach the Celestial Realm made him want to laugh.
Since Uncle Yang could speak with him without anyone else noticing, he naturally had the ability to ascend the Celestial Realm on his own.