Under the eyes of countless onlookers, Ye Fan, the "Great Accomplished Tyrant Body," made his way up the Mountain step by step.
The Tyrant Body Great Dao surged ever more powerfully within him, making it seem increasingly likely that this man was Kungu, the Great Accomplished Tyrant Body, reborn with a new Ling.
Now that the Desolate Power was trying to erode his life, the Tyrant Body Great Dao left in every part of his body from a previous life erupted in resistance.
"Only the Great Dao of a Great Accomplished Tyrant Body could withstand the power surrounding the Nine Wonders Immortal Medicine," someone sighed. That corrosive force was terrifying.
"No wonder those Imperial Clans said no one could pick the Immortal Divine Medicine. But even they never imagined an anomaly like a Great Accomplished Tyrant Body gaining Ling would appear!"
"At this rate, this Great Accomplished Tyrant Body might actually manage to pick it!"
A Supreme's corpse had gained Ling, and now it had the aid of an Immortal Divine Medicine. In this age, it could surely contend for the Emperor's Position!
Ye Fan had no strength left to check the news in the Dao Realm. By now, it was as though sheer obsession alone kept him moving forward.
The pain had numbed him until he could feel nothing at all.
One step, two steps, three steps.
One meter, two meters, three meters.
Pang Bo and the others watched Ye Fan slowly approach the summit of the Mountain, their hearts in their throats.
"Just a little farther, just a little farther," Pang Bo muttered. "Come on, Yezi! Come on!"
Countless people watched Ye Fan take one step after another toward the summit of the Mountain.
"He might actually do it!" Ji Ziyue said excitedly.
"Even if he does, he'll