Though the Heavenly Step Was Broken, the Heavenly Road Remained

While the crowd below was filled with surprise, astonishment, and even doubts about their own existence, Qin Wangchuan had already walked for an unknown amount of time.

With each step he took, it seemed as if he were wrestling with the invisible power of heaven and earth.

A fierce Gale Wind suddenly condensed in the void, sweeping in like an invisible blade.

With a hiss, a deep, bone-revealing gash appeared on his shoulder.

The Dragon Scale appeared on its own to protect its master.

Qin Wangchuan didn't stop, his gaze fixed firmly ahead. He gently touched his chest and whispered, "This is the path I should walk, but not yours."

The Dragon Scale obediently vanished, turning into a streak of light and disappearing.

But the next moment, Qin Wangchuan felt something pull his hand.

He turned his head and saw a stunningly beautiful girl with a solid figure, revealing her bewitching and beautiful true appearance—skin as white as snow, a pair of exquisite white dragon horns protruding from her long, black hair, and a red scale between her brows as bright as cinnabar.

This is the true Dragon Scale True Form.

The girl reached out and pulled Qin Wangchuan, her face expressionless, only cold and aloof.

The Dragon Scale is Transformation Divine Weapon, half human and half weapon. As an object, it does not need to express emotions.

All I need is companionship.

That look seemed to say: The path you take is the path I must take.

Qin Wangchuan raised his hand and patted her head, not refusing, but whispering:

"Then let's go together."

Transformation Divine Weapon are naturally incredibly hard, but he is different.

Unable to mobilize Spiritual Power, they could only rely on their physical bodies to withstand the attack.

As he climbed the steps, more wounds appeared out of nowhere, and blood instantly stained his dark robes.

This is not just simple pressure, but a punishment akin to Heavenly Tribulation.

Each attack contained the power to tear apart the Divine Soul, causing him to pause momentarily.

But Qin Wangchuan's steps never stopped.

As he sustained more and more wounds, the Immortal Bone within him were finally fully activated.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from the depths of his marrow, and the Supreme Dao Heart roared in his chest like a war drum.

The profound mystery of "Jie Jin Jian Wo" began to manifest—those attacks that were originally effective gradually began to break through his skin; and the severe wounds that could have penetrated deep enough to see the bone could only barely scratch the surface.

His injuries are healing faster and faster, and the number of wounds on his body is decreasing.

The aura did not weaken; on the contrary, it became more solid and stronger with each injury and recovery.

The power of the calamity was transformed into its own power, accelerating the transformation of the Immortal Bone.

At this moment, Qin Wangchuan was like Deity walking through calamity.

Despite his numerous wounds, the golden radiance emanating from his Immortal Bone shone even brighter, making him appear sacred and inviolable.

Finally, another step was taken.

This time, his feet didn't step on the Heavenly Suspended Silk, but on the solid stone steps.

Qin Wangchuan looked down and saw a golden staircase beneath his feet, exactly the same as the hundred-step Heavenly Ladder below.

However, the surface of these steps was covered with ancient cracks and mottled bloodstains, exuding an aura that was even older and heavier than the Heavenly Ladder below.

He instantly understood.

The two were originally one, but for some unknown reason, they were separated in the middle.

Unlike the steps below, the steps here seem to be hidden by some force, only becoming visible when you actually step on them.

Qin Wangchuan retrieved the Heavenly Suspended Silk from his hair, took Dragon Scale's hand, and took another step forward.

Countless whispers echoed in my mind again, flooding in like a tidal wave:

"To the left."

"This time, to the right."

"No, no! That's wrong. This time, to the right."

Countless voices in my head seemed to be fighting, not trying to guide me, but rather engaging in endless self-talk.

The chaotic and disordered sounds caused Qin Wangchuan's eyes to momentarily glaze over.

In a daze, he seemed to see other "Qin Wangchuan" also climbing this Heavenly Ladder.

Those figures are not from the future, but from the past that has already happened.

Some "Qin Wangchuan"Qin Wangchuan stepped onto the void on the left, their figures instantly twisting and disappearing; others stepped onto the steps on the right, steadily ascending with overwhelming momentum.

Qin Wangchuan followed the correct illusion, ascending step by step.

Those celestial Heavenly Ladder hidden in the void did not hinder him in the slightest.

However, this did not come without a price.

As they climbed higher, the Gale Wind became increasingly fierce.

The wounds on my body healed and then reappeared, the bleeding stopped and started again.

Countless drops of Golden Blood cascaded down, like golden raindrops, piercing through the void and landing on the faces of the people in the plaza below.

At this moment, they stared at the blood-soaked "blood man" in the sky, speechless, filled only with awe.

Ji Wuchen stared blankly, then murmured, "Don't leave again..."

Qin Zhaoer unconsciously moved closer, staring blankly at the figure that continued to walk forward without saying a word.

But her eyes shone with a light, and I could hardly bear to look at her anymore.

Yes, stop walking, stop...

Anyone could see Qin Wangchuan's current state.

Although the Immortal Bone Golden Light, it was as insignificant as a firefly compared to the vast sky, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

Chu Wujiu sat on the ground with his arms crossed, seemingly relaxed, but his slightly heavy breathing betrayed the turbulent emotions beneath his icy exterior.

However, when another drop of blood fell before his eyes, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes was completely ignited and burned away!

He suddenly stood up, as if breaking free of invisible shackles, and let out a roar that gathered all his strength, shattering the silence of the entire square like a meteor:

"Forward!"

"You are our Dao Beacon, don't stop, keep going!"

"Rest assured--"

"The path you've walked, I, Chu Wujiu, will soon tread again!"

This shout, like the beating of war drums, instantly jolted all the Prodigy who were still immersed in shock!

"Waaaaah! Chu Wujiu! That was what I wanted to say!" Yan Wujin was the first to jump up, shouting angrily.

Yun Zexuan, Zhao Lingyun, Ye Lingchuan, and Li Xuan exchanged glances, their eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Although they remained silent, they all deeply agreed with Chu Wujiu's declaration.

Yeah, don't stop.

You are not alone.

We will walk the same path you have walked!

Those present were the most outstanding Prodigy of the Ten Directions Immortal Court. Qin Wangchuan's strength did not make them feel despair; on the contrary, it was like the most potent stimulant, completely igniting the pride and fighting spirit in their bones.

A true cultivator should Dao heart resolve, be undaunted by hardships, and forge ahead!

In an instant, the square was filled with fervor. Everyone was infected by this belief, and they all roared deafeningly at that figure, at that ultimate power:

"Forward!"

"Don't stop!"

"Forward! Forward!"

The elders of the Academy, witnessing this scene, were at a loss for what to do.

"Elder Liang, what if something happens to this kid? What will happen to the Qin Clan...?" an elder asked worriedly.

Before Elder Liang could speak, a steady voice came from behind him:

"Don't underestimate him; he's someone who surpasses Qin Wudao and is qualified to be the Divine Son."

Upon seeing the newcomer, everyone bowed and greeted Elder He!

The newcomer was none other than He Xuan, the First Elder of the Xuanyi Academy, one of the three major Academy of the Wandao Academy.

He was dressed in a long blue robe, exuding a calm and composed demeanor, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

He gazed intently at the figure continuing its ascent in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "After the calamity comes the fortuitous opportunity."

"This is the real Heavenly Ladder."

He Xuan sighed, his tone tinged with reverence. "The Heavenly Road was High Antiquity treasure, but unfortunately it was long ago broken. Only after being tempered and forged was it shaped into the hundred-level Heavenly Step it is today."

"Unexpectedly, although the Heavenly Step was broken, the Heavenly Road still remained."

Suddenly, everyone's gaze turned to the figure moving forward amidst the blood and gold light.