Seventh Step Everywhere, Sixth Step Like Dogs

Yang Yu stood in mid-air. On the Hongmeng Dao Wall, the two characters for "Abyss" were still glowing. Grey-gold light rippled out in layers. The aura of the Seventh Step Ancient Illuminating Realm wrapped around him. The void twisted on its own, and the Time Law paved itself beneath his feet, taking the initiative to clear a path for him. Yang Yu did not urge any power. Yet as he stood there, the past, present, and future were pierced by an invisible nail and completely linked together. Starting from now. If anyone wanted to go back to the past to kill him again, it would no longer be so easy. Not far away. Nine Tribulations Dao Venerable was still hanging on the Law Pillar. Just moments ago, he had been kowtowing. Now, witnessing with his own eyes that Yang Yu had successfully advanced, he kowtowed even harder. "Boss!" "I'm still useful!" "I'm willing to join the Abyss!" "I know the secrets of the inner layers of the Myriad Worlds Merchant House!" "I even know three Seventh Step practitioners!" "As long as you spare me, I can help the Abyss win them over!" Nine Tribulations Dao Venerable shouted so urgently and rapidly that his voice cracked. He could no longer care about the pride of a Seventh Step mighty figure. How much was pride worth in terms of Origin? Once your life was gone, you lost everything. Having lived for ninety thousand eras, he had finally reached the Seventh Step, and he was more afraid of death than anyone else. Yang Yu lowered his head and adjusted his cuffs. His gaze was calm. There was no mockery, nor any triumph. It was as if he were calculating how much usable material was left in a pile of scrap. "Do you still