Chapter 259: Chapter 260: The Strongest Disciple Blocks the Path

Ye Wushuang and Feng Jue continued to rush upward together.

Although he didn’t know how many points he had, he was confident he could reach the fortieth or fiftieth floor.

Therefore, the first few floors were extremely easy for him.

Along the way, seeing that his Cultivation was only at the True Essence Sixth Layer, many people harbored thoughts of killing him to steal his points.

The moment Ye Wushuang stepped onto a new floor, they would swarm him.

Ye Wushuang didn’t just wait for death; he was decisive and ruthless in his slaughter.

Like a God of Slaughter, he killed his way up to the fortieth floor. Blood flowed down, dyeing the Celestial Ladder red, and the slaughter struck terror into everyone’s hearts.

Everyone was terrified. Before Ye Wushuang could even rush to the next floor, someone had already shouted, "The God of Slaughter is coming!"

Upon hearing the name "God of Slaughter," people had already fled far away.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang didn’t act. If others didn’t look for trouble, he naturally wouldn’t go looking for it either.

As for Feng Jue beside him, his limit was the thirty-eighth floor. Not wanting to slaughter the innocent just to advance, he stepped into the Light Gate.

Most of the people who reached the fortieth floor and above were geniuses of the Spiritual Spring Realm. They were met with the sight of someone at the True Essence Sixth Layer ascending.

This left them utterly shocked and amazed!

’Someone at the True Essence Sixth Layer has that many points?’

’This is simply too incredible!’

Beyond their shock, many Disciples of the Spiritual Spring Realm were eager to make a move.

However, they quickly suppressed the urge.

They were no fools; each one was shrewd and calculating. Seeing Ye Wushuang’s blood-stained white robes and the baleful aura surrounding him, they had a vague idea of what had happened and did not attack.

The higher he went, the more cautious Ye Wushuang became.

The strongest group of people was ahead. He feared that his appearance would inevitably cause some unexpected incidents.

He looked up ahead, where familiar figures were rushing upward.

The higher one climbed the Heaven-Reaching Tower, the better the opportunities. At the very least, it would give them an advantage on the Barbarian God Battle Platform.

Letting out a heavy breath, Ye Wushuang strode forward and charged up.

That’s right, charged.

Many of the people above were old acquaintances, and also enemies. To avoid complications, his only choice was to charge.

SWOOSH!

SWOOSH!

The forty-third floor!

The forty-fourth floor!

In the blink of an eye, he had climbed two floors. The people along the way stared with disbelief at the figure sprinting past.

Every one of them was walking slowly, yet Ye Wushuang was outright sprinting, creating a stark contrast.

"Who is that person?"

some people asked in shock.

"It’s that bastard, Ye Wushuang."

Several people from the Demon Abyss and the Feather Race stared at Ye Wushuang in shock, their expressions turning extremely ugly.

They wished they could cut Ye Wushuang into a thousand pieces.

But just a moment ago, Ye Wushuang had passed right by them, and they hadn’t even had time to react. Now, he had already left them far behind.

And they were powerless to do anything.

Their points were insufficient to allow them to catch up to Ye Wushuang.

"Ye Wushuang actually made it up here."

On the forty-fifth floor, Yang Dingtian, Yuh Yuzhen, and the others stared at the familiar figure rushing up. They were all stunned; there was only shock, and more shock.

"Does he really have that many points?"

Ao Wuchang’s eyes flickered as he watched Ye Wushuang, a fiery glint gradually blooming within them.

"I wonder what the eighty-first floor is like. I’m really looking forward to it," Yuh Yuzhen said with a meaningful smile.

The strongest Disciples were all powerful, and none could do anything to the others, so no conflicts had broken out.

But with Ye Wushuang’s arrival, things were different.

Ye Wushuang’s strength was far too low; they could deal with him easily.

As long as they killed Ye Wushuang and took his points, a second person would be able to set foot on the eighty-first floor.

They might even surpass the eighty-first floor.

The others all had the same idea. They stopped, locked onto Ye Wushuang with their Divine Sense, and quietly waited for him to come up.

How could Ye Wushuang not have noticed their Divine Senses locked onto him?

Looking up at the floor above, at the way Yang Dingtian and the others were watching him like a predator watches its prey, he already knew what they were planning.

"It seems you need an assistant right now." Just as Ye Wushuang was about to charge up, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Ye Wushuang turned his head and saw Jian Bufan, holding the Flying Snow Sword, appear beside him.

The Jian Bufan of today had retracted his Sword Intent, but his strength was even greater. He was like a Treasure Sword, growing ever sharper.

Moreover, what shocked Ye Wushuang even more was that he had broken through to the Spiritual Spring First Layer.

He had clearly obtained a great opportunity, allowing his strength to break through, and his points had supported him in reaching this place.

"Looks like I’ll owe you another favor."

Ye Wushuang looked at the "rival" before him and smiled happily.

"Let’s be clear. Against one person, I can only block for a few breaths at most. The rest will be up to you," Jian Bufan said with a carefree smile.

"A few breaths is enough!" Ye Wushuang also laughed.

"Just remember to fight me with all your strength when we get back to the sect," Jian Bufan said, then strode forward and charged toward the forty-fifth floor.

SHING!

The Flying Snow Sword was drawn at extreme speed. A sky full of snowflakes blossomed, like snow on a frozen plain—beautiful, yet icy cold.

The snowflakes carried a terrifying Sword Intent. As they drifted down, brilliant streaks of Sword Aura pierced through the air, striking at the strongest Disciples.

Ye Wushuang moved in sync, charging up at his top speed.

Facing several of the strongest Disciples, he, at the True Essence Sixth Layer, did not dare to be careless. He activated his Treasure Body and stepped onto the forty-fifth floor like a golden War God.

Yang Dingtian, Yuh Yuzhen, and the others had their Divine Sense locked on Ye Wushuang. The moment he moved, they all moved in unison.

However, Jian Bufan was also a presence that could not be ignored. Having broken through to the Spiritual Spring Realm, he could now be considered among the ranks of the strongest Disciples, becoming the fifth strongest Disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect.

Blocked by Jian Bufan, Yang Dingtian and the others’ eyes turned cold as they launched a deadly attack at him.

They planned to step over Jian Bufan’s body and then execute Ye Wushuang.

"Get up there, quickly!" Jian Bufan shouted, smiling wryly in his heart. ’Facing so many of the strongest Disciples, I know I can’t hold them off.’

However, a man keeps his promise. Since he had said he would block for Ye Wushuang for a few breaths, he would do what he said!

Ye Wushuang glanced back. He was not an indecisive person. With a single stride, he crossed the forty-fifth floor and headed for the forty-sixth.

Seeing this, Jian Bufan’s body flashed. He instantly dodged their combined attack and, like a streak of Sword Light, rushed toward the Light Gate on the forty-fifth floor.

"Ye Wushuang, if you flee upward, you’re running to a dead end!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang charge up, Yang Dingtian’s group was furious, but they knew the situation was still salvageable, so they all charged after him.

And on the forty-sixth floor, there were a few more old acquaintances.

One was Beize Sheng of the Illusion Race, and the other was Wudao, who had yet to make a move.

Besides them, there were also Pann Wu and the Ancient Spirit Sect’s Yee Qianmo.

Seeing the eager-to-move Beize Sheng and Wudao, Pann Wu stepped in front of Ye Wushuang, watching the two of them warily.

"You alone cannot stop us," Wudao said coldly, his blood-red eyes devoid of any emotion, exuding a Demon Evil Qi.

BOOM!

The moment his voice fell, Wudao made his move, attacking Ye Wushuang.

Beize Sheng also hesitated for a moment before charging at Ye Wushuang. He couldn’t refuse the temptation of an even greater opportunity.

Seeing this, Yee Qianmo hesitated several times but ultimately acted, tying down Beize Sheng.

"Many thanks," Ye Wushuang said with a fist-clasping gesture, preparing to continue upward.

But suddenly, a cold voice interrupted, "Ye Wushuang, Brother Wudao and Beize Sheng are tied down, so I’ll be the one to take your life."

Chi Tian walked in from outside the Light Gate, a sinister smile on his face.

His original limit was the forty-sixth floor, and he had been about to step into the Light Gate.

But then, Ye Wushuang arrived.

This filled him with ecstasy. Killing Ye Wushuang would not only vent his anger but also allow him to take his points, ascend to a higher place, and obtain an even greater opportunity.

At this thought, he became wild with joy.