Nameless stepped onto the second floor of the Holy Tower, and the dreamscape quickly appeared.

In the dream, Princess Taiji’er wore something skimpy and flirted with him.

Nameless frowned slightly, realizing he was in a dream since this dreamscape was unstable, and even Princess Taiji’er’s appearance was a bit blurry.

He guarded his Dao Heart and continued up to the third floor.

Nameless’s cultivation and Dao Heart were exceptionally strong, quickly reaching the third floor.

Yet, on the third floor, a dreamlike illusion surfaced clearly before him once more.

However, he still realized he was within a dreamscape.

"Break for me!"

Nameless roared mightily, an overwhelming Emperor’s Might erupted from him, sweeping through the entire dreamscape.

The third floor’s dreamscape shattered!

"Mr. Nameless is indeed formidable!"

Seeing Nameless step onto the fourth floor of the Holy Tower, the martial artists envied him greatly.

On the fourth floor, Nameless used the Hell Demon Palm to forcibly shatter the dreamscape.

At this moment, Ye Qingtian shook his head, pointing out that using martial arts techniques to forcibly shatter the dreamscape was futile.

The fifth floor!

After Nameless stepped onto the fifth floor of the Holy Tower, countless martial artists were shocked.

Taiji’er felt exceedingly proud, her chosen expert was indeed worthy of her pride.

To have such a mighty ally against Ye Qingtian, she even felt it was somewhat overkill!

When Nameless ascended to the sixth floor of the Holy Tower, the dreamscape had deeply influenced him.

He was trapped in it, unable to extricate himself, yes, he had become lost in the dreamscape.

But as Prison Lord Qin’s representative, he was naturally shrouded in Qin Lingtian’s Demonic Power.

It was this trace of Demonic Power that pulled him back to reality, sweat poured off him, his heart filled with fear.

Moments ago, he had been immersed in the dreamscape, nearly becoming lost forever!

Bang bang bang...

He hurriedly descended from the sixth floor.

Nameless initially thought he could reach the seventh or eighth floor of the Holy Tower, but was surprised he only reached the sixth.

He underestimated the power of the Holy Tower.

"Mr. Nameless, you are already very formidable, no need for self-reproach."

Taiji’er comforted him.

"Yes, Mr. Nameless, at such a young age, you’ve reached the sixth floor of the Holy Tower. Among the martial artists present, no one can compare to you!"

One martial artist remarked.

Nameless took a deep breath, emerged from his disappointment, and then looked at Ye Qingtian, sneering coldly: "Your turn to ascend the tower!"

"Ye, are you still going to show off? You’d better concede!"

"Yes, with your meager abilities, you’ll get lost on the first floor of the Holy Tower, never to return to reality."

Taiji’er’s attendants mocked.

Nameless stood with folded arms, gazed at Ye Qingtian, eerily saying: "Call me grandpa now, and I won’t make things difficult for you."

"If you wait until you lose to call me, then old and new grudges will be settled together!"

Taiji’er also leaned against a luxury car, scornfully observing the scene.

In her view, Ye Qingtian was bound to lose, even Nameless, Qin Lingtian’s envoy, couldn’t reach the top. What chance did he have?

However, Ye Qingtian was indifferent, leisurely saying: "Good grandson, wait for grandpa, grandpa will be back soon."

After speaking, he directly ascended the Holy Tower.

Once inside the Holy Tower, two people appeared before Ye Qingtian, Hua Qianxiao and his mother.

"Qingtian, you finally came, my mother and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Hua Qianxiao said, then excitedly ran over, throwing herself into Ye Qingtian’s arms.

"Get away, woman!"

Ye Qingtian snorted coldly and proceeded to the second floor.

Regarding the dreamscape created by the Holy Tower, Ye Qingtian paid no attention.

In reality, he often had a peculiar dream, one whose power far exceeded the lost dreamscape of the Holy Tower.

Over the years, Ye Qingtian visited many perilous places, a thousand times more dangerous than the Holy Tower, a mere illusionary dreamscape meant nothing to him.

No mere dreamscape could cause Ye Qingtian to become lost.

"A lower-class person who has not even entered Martial Arts Dao, actually ascended to the second floor."

Taiji’er frowned.

At this point, Ye Qingtian had already stepped into the second floor in a blink.

In the dreamscape of the second floor, there was a child sitting atop an old turtle.

A jade was hanging from the child’s neck, and it was revealed to be Spiritual Jade.

"I hold the secret of the Spiritual Jade from Hai City’s Tai Family, it relates to your lineage. Do you want to know the mystery of your heritage?"

The old turtle suddenly spoke.

"Boring."

While Ye Qingtian was curious about the Spiritual Jade secret, he knew he was in a dreamscape.

Under the Holy Tower, many martial artists and Taiji’er were eager to see Ye Qingtian lost within the Holy Tower.

However, the next scene shook them all.

The...third floor...fourth floor...fifth floor!

Their gaze followed Ye Qingtian’s pace, and while people murmured, they shivered.

"Sixth floor, seventh floor, eighth floor..."

What unfolded was shocking; Ye Qingtian strolled through the Holy Tower effortlessly, his strides unwavering, his pace consistent.

It was as though he was not ascending a tower but leisurely walking through his own courtyard.

"He...actually reached the top!"

Someone shouted in shock.

Finally, Ye Qingtian leisurely ascended to the top of the tower, pausing briefly, noticing an exit at the top.

The exit connected to a walkway, he intended to proceed but discovered the walkway had been subjected to a Secret Technique.

He frowned and leisurely descended the tower top, pondering over how to break this array.

At that moment, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"This...is impossible!"

"Yes, even Prison Lord Qin’s top disciple couldn’t reach the top, yet he did!"

Everyone expressed their shock.

"How can this be!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Nameless felt deeply conflicted, believing Ye Qingtian couldn’t possibly succeed, yet he did.

Taiji’er was speechless, utterly surprised by Ye Qingtian’s capabilities.

"The lost dreamscape of the Holy Tower is child’s play to me."

Ye Qingtian emerged from the Holy Tower, calm and collected, as if he had just climbed a few steps rather than the Holy Tower.

"Call me grandpa."

Ye Qingtian glanced at Nameless, speaking calmly.

"This...is impossible!"

Nameless shouted loudly; not only did he not believe it, but many martial artists present wouldn’t believe it either.

"Isn’t it possible the lost dreamscape within the Holy Tower failed?" Taiji’er frowned and said.

"Yes, Princess Taiji’er is right, the lost dreamscape must have failed! That attempt doesn’t count."

Nameless hurriedly said.

"Yes, let’s go in and check, maybe the lost dreamscape in the Holy Tower has already malfunctioned."

Someone suggested.

Then, several martial artists entered the Holy Tower.

Of course, their real aim was to enter the Holy Land from the tower top.

For the treasures!

Nameless and Taiji’er watched as many martial artists entered the tower, eagerly anticipating.