Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
With the World Tree above his head, countless demonic sounds blasted in from beyond the stairs, forming notes that condensed into substance and transformed into demonic sounds, crazily bombarding the barrier formed by the World Tree.
These demonic sounds struck like a raging storm, exploding with bang after bang. Every single note was enough to grievously wound a Primordial Ancient Saint and tear apart a Primordial Ancient Saint's soul.
Yet they could never pierce the World Tree's green barrier. This green barrier was practically impervious to all laws, indestructible by all techniques, completely cutting off every demonic sound.
Xia Ping felt an unprecedented sense of ease. He had no need to fend off any demonic sounds at all, leaving everything to the World Tree as he advanced step by step toward the heights of Sound Pattern Mountain.
In merely half an hour, he had climbed five thousand steps, reaching the fifteen-thousandth step.
"What?!"
Xia Ping's pupils contracted. On the stairs ahead, he saw an ancient saint. It looked like a wolf, its entire body silver and radiating a faint silvery glow.
This wolf was none other than the famous Howling Moon Wolf of the Demon Race, a royal bloodline among the Demon Race.
Since this Howling Moon Wolf had climbed to this point, it was enough to prove that it had at least advanced to the realm of an Invincible Saint, an existence standing above all saints.
Unfortunately, this Howling Moon Wolf was already dead. Only its enormous immortal body remained upon the stairs. Its eyes were hollow, reduced to nothingness; clearly, its soul had been completely extinguished, leaving behind only an immortal corpse.
"It actually died?!"
Xia Ping stared at this Howling Moon Wolf that had reached the Invincible Realm. Even in death, its enormous body