After a long while, countless warriors finally recovered from their shock. The way they looked at Lin Xiao was filled with awe and admiration, and the discussions erupted into an uproar.
Even the pressure of the ladder was temporarily forgotten.
Several of the Outer Sect's top ten geniuses stood outside the gate.
Their expressions were grim, ugly, and even awkward.
They had always boasted about the Outer Sect's top ten, but before this unknown young man, they were nothing but a joke. The thought of it was laughable.
"Go."
After handing the Soul-Returning Fruit to Murong Xi, Lin Xiao reached out and stroked her hair, his gaze fixed on the Demonic Ladder.
Then, he spoke softly to Murong Xi.
As he spoke, he walked toward the ladder.
"Brother Lin."
"We value beauty over friends."
Not far away, Shangguan Ling'er's sweet, clear voice rang out as she hurried over.
Lin Xiao and Murong Xi walked down the ladder together.
Lin Xiao glanced at Shangguan Ling'er and smiled faintly.
The moment he stepped onto the ladder, he immediately felt an immense oppressive force surge toward him.
At this point, everyone's cultivation had vanished. There was no possibility of cheating; everything depended entirely on talent and luck. Ling Tianyang had simply been asking for a beating earlier.
Without his cultivation, he had thought he could rely on his talent and martial arts techniques to crush Lin Xiao.
But he seemed to have forgotten that Lin Xiao possessed unparalleled divine sense.
Beneath the divine hall, cultivation no longer mattered.
But divine sense was unaffected.
On the ladder, nine-colored radiance shone. It was a complete test of a warrior's talent, luck, and wisdom.
First step.
Second step.
Third step.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Xiao had already reached the ninety-second step.
With every