The Art of Chaotic Divinity

"Haih..." With a soft sigh, Xiao Juanyun slowly turned around. Rather than forcing himself any farther, he retreated from the Ascending Dragon Stairway.

This attempt had already brought him considerable progress. Once he fully digested everything he had experienced and comprehended, he believed he could climb even higher next time.

Unfortunately, time was running short.

They had to make every moment count.

After Xiao Juanyun's second attempt, Yi Ming and Luo Hanzhou each challenged the staircase another one or two times. Throughout it all, Ling Feng remained rooted to the first step like a statue.

An entire day passed. Everyone had attempted the staircase at least five times.

Ling Feng, however, was still standing motionless on the very first step.

"What on earth is that guy doing?"

Having just finished another attempt, Luo Hanzhou stood there breathing heavily as he looked at Ling Feng's back with a puzzled expression.

"I don't understand it either, but there must be a reason why Brother Ling is doing this."

Xiao Juanyun had also accumulated quite a few injuries by now. He swallowed several medicinal pills in succession before the color slowly returned to his pale face.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Xiao, you are giving that kid far too much credit."

Yi Ming let out a cold laugh.

"Sure, he's a little unusual, but he's still just some native from the Dongling Region. Perhaps the Great Desolation Sword Saint rejected him outright. A lowly native like him probably isn't even qualified to inherit the Sword Saint's legacy."

"Kid, if you can't speak like a decent human being, then keep your mouth shut." Luo Hanzhou frowned and shot Yi Ming a fierce glare.

A chilling killing intent instantly enveloped Yi Ming. His neck shrank instinctively, and he hurriedly shut his mouth. Even so, resentment still lingered in his heart.

Just then, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

His aura rippled outward as though a sleeping dragon had awakened.

At once, everyone's gaze focused on him.

Excitement filled Xiao Juanyun's eyes. "Brother Ling, you are finally getting started!"

Xiao Juanyun genuinely wanted to know how far Ling Feng could climb on his very first attempt.

"Hehe. Keep pretending. I doubt you'll even make it past the fiftieth step," Yi Ming muttered under his breath, unable to hide his displeasure.

Ling Feng's perception was naturally sharp enough to catch every word. He simply could not be bothered responding to someone like Yi Ming.

After spending an entire day comprehending the staircase, he already understood its principles.

He stepped forward. In the blink of an eye, he effortlessly reached the tenth step.

Without slowing down, he continued climbing until he reached the twentieth.

The pressure had grown considerably stronger, yet it still had no real effect on him.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, Ling Feng passed the thirtieth step.

The immense pressure now bore down upon him like towering mountains. Even with his physical strength, he could finally feel the weight pressing against him. Even so, it was far from enough to stop him.

Higher.

Higher still.

He continued climbing.

The pressure inside and outside his body intensified without end.

Every muscle and every tendon felt as though they were being torn apart.

Yet under that terrifying pressure, Ling Feng steadily climbed all the way to the fiftieth step.

Then came the fifty-first. The fifty-second.

His ascent was nowhere near over.

The three people watching below could only stare in disbelief.

On his very first attempt, he had already surpassed the fiftieth step.

The three of them had spent an entire day challenging the staircase. Among them, Luo Hanzhou held the best record at only the sixty-sixth step. Yi Ming himself had stopped at the fifty-second and had been utterly incapable of advancing even a single step farther.

Yi Ming's brows knitted tightly together. "How is this possible?"

The limit he had struggled all day to reach had been surpassed by Ling Feng with almost laughable ease.

Xiao Juanyun shook his head with a bitter smile. "This is Brother Ling. He's a man who constantly accomplishes the impossible. If Han Su hadn't died by Brother Ling's sword, his results probably would've surpassed even Luo Hanzhou's. And Brother Ling killed Han Su in a single strike. This kind of performance is exactly what someone with his strength should be capable of."

The sixtieth step. The seventieth.

Amid everyone's stunned expressions, Ling Feng finally crossed the seventieth step and entered territory that none of them had ever reached before.

Upon reaching the seventieth step, the trial changed.

The pressure no longer targeted only the body. Now it bore directly upon the soul.

However, Ling Feng's soul was extraordinarily powerful.

As a result, his spiritual will far surpassed that of Luo Hanzhou, Xiao Juanyun, and the others by several times over. This level of spiritual pressure could not affect him in the slightest.

Suddenly, Ling Feng noticed something. "Hm?"

Lying across the seventy-first step was a strangely shaped treasured sword. Every step of the staircase radiated brilliant golden light. Unless one actually stood upon it, it was impossible to see what rested on each step.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. "This..."

Judging by the appearance of this sword, this should be the sword that the Xiao Clan members had been searching for.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and bent down to pick it up. Sure enough, the two golden characters "Ling Xiao" were engraved upon the blade. It was the treasured sword Xiao Juanyun's ancestor had lost.

Ling Feng pursed his lips. "So the Xiao Clan's ancestor fell here after all."

The Ascending Dragon Stairway truly was filled with deadly danger. Anyone who attempted to force their way up while in poor condition stood a very real chance of dying here.

He casually placed the treasured sword into his storage spirit ring before continuing upward.

Because his soul source was exceptionally powerful, he actually found the climb easier after passing the seventieth step.

Down below, Xiao Juanyun and the others only saw Ling Feng pause briefly on the seventy-first step before continuing upward.

What shocked them even more was what happened next. After crossing the seventy-first step, Ling Feng's speed actually increased. From the seventy-first all the way to the ninetieth, he climbed almost as though he were running. In the span of only ten breaths, he crossed twenty more steps.

Yi Ming just felt this overwhelming astonishment. He swallowed hard. "That's impossible! The pressure clearly increases every ten steps. Is this guy even human?"

Xiao Juanyun's eyes widened. "W... what's going on?"

He could scarcely believe what he was seeing.

Luo Hanzhou took a deep breath and muttered, "Could it be because he discovered something while standing on the first step?"

He recalled how Ling Feng had remained motionless on that first step for an entire day. Just what had he comprehended during that time?

Xiao Juanyun drew a sharp breath. "He's already reached the ninetieth step! Could Brother Ling actually clear all ninety-nine steps in a single attempt? Good heavens... this guy is an absolute monster!"

Passing the entire staircase in one try was something they had never even dared imagine. At that very moment, however, Ling Feng's situation was far from easy.

Although his day of contemplation had allowed him to grasp part of the staircase's trial, he finally realized upon reaching the ninety-first step that he had still underestimated the Ascending Dragon Stairway.

The instant he stepped onto the ninety-first stair, everything changed. For a brief moment, Ling Feng felt as insignificant as an ant standing before a divine dragon. This was a divine dragon soaring above the highest heavens and a supreme existence beyond all mortal reach.

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