novelraw Chapter 995 989: Floor 3001
Chapter 995 989: Floor 3001
Two days later.
The sky was azure, and the sun shone brightly.
Hundreds of thousands of young heroes stood in the square, full of ambition, spirit, and resolution, ready to shine in the upcoming 'Freshman Grand Competition.'
"The strength of the human race has increased quite a bit!"
On the outskirts of the crowd, Qin Wudao stood with hands behind his back, his aura restrained, seeming both present and absent, like an illusory bubble.
He surveyed the surroundings and found that the talents recruited this time were quite strong, with the lowest cultivation at the Taiyi Earth Immortal Realm, and many Golden Immortals present.
"I wonder how many levels I can break through!"
"I want to take my idol as a model, break through three thousand levels, gain fame in the world, and protect the human race!"
"Little chubby, who is your idol?"
"Of course, it's Qin Wudao. He is the most handsome, suave, elegant, and powerful emperor in the history of the human race, mastering both civil and martial arts, with a body like a deity, eyes like the stars, with a chivalrous heart and righteous courage, protecting our race..."
All of a sudden, Qin Wudao heard a strange voice, turned his head, and saw a chubby young man with his hands on his hips and his head held high, giving an impassioned speech that attracted many onlookers.
"Is he talking about me?"
Qin Wudao became interested, used immortal energy to conceal his face, squeezed into the nearest spot, and listened intently.
"Speaking of my idol, when he was born, a golden dragon descended from the heavens, blessing millions of miles, and he was regarded as a deity!"
"When my idol was young, he could tear apart the myriad clans of the heavens with his hands and trample the path of the Emperor of Ji with his feet..."
The little chubby became more excited as he spoke, starting to gesticulate wildly, with eyes full of admiration.
Qin Wudao nodded repeatedly.
Good!
You spoke really well!
Your eloquence surpasses that of the top scholar in the past century of the Qin Dynasty's imperial examinations!
"Hmm, if I ever write a book in the future, I must find this little chubby guy, who sure can most authentically record my heroic deeds!"
Qin Wudao rubbed his chin, feeling pleased.
"As they say, if the heavens do not give birth to my idol, all the paths under heaven are like a long night!"
About fifteen minutes later, the little chubby took a deep breath and shouted with all his might.
This sentence hit right at Qin Wudao's soul, as if breaking through the governor and conception vessels, making him feel entirely refreshed and his spirit sublimated, so he waved his hand grandly.
"Reward!"
A beam of immortal light pierced through the air, landing in front of the little chubby, revealing a seventh-level celestial weapon.
"Well said, deserves a reward!"
Unknowingly, thousands of people had already gathered around, all taking out treasures to reward him.
The little chubby was momentarily stunned, looking at the numerous treasures before him, his eyes lighting up as if he had found a way to wealth, and he hurriedly bowed, saying, "Thank you for your rewards, wishing everyone a spot on the ranking!"
Qin Wudao twitched at the corners of his mouth, recalling a certain industry from his previous life, and quietly left.
An hour later, celestial energy descended from the sky, and figures appeared, immortal light dazzling, the terrifying power of the Dao's laws radiating, affecting all directions, making heaven and earth change color.
"I am Jiang Xuan, Great Elder of the External Academy, welcome everyone to the Torch Academy, to pass on the torch of the human race!"
"The rules of the competition, I believe everyone is clear!"
"Next, the competition begins!"
Jiang Xuan said with a smile, his gaze inadvertently landing on Qin Wudao for encouragement.
As the words fell, hundreds of beams of light shot through the air, each standing in a special position, their hands forming countless profound seals, merging into the Void.
Boom!
The square trembled.
A supreme power rose from the underground, vast and mighty, covering the sky.
Under everyone's gaze, a black pagoda emerged from the ground, standing tall in the square, reaching the sky and the earth, exuding an aura that was ancient, powerful, and supreme.
"So magnificent!"
Even though Qin Wudao wasn't seeing the Hongmeng Creation Tower for the first time, he was still a bit shocked.
As his cultivation improved, he could see more things, sensing a sacred power in the Hongmeng Creation Tower, somewhat similar to the divine spirits of the 'Nine Tripods.'
Moreover, he faintly sensed a calling power within the Hongmeng Creation Tower.
Besides the inheritance of the Human Sovereign, what else is in the Hongmeng Creation Tower?
As Qin Wudao pondered, Jiang Xuan had already opened a spatial vortex connecting to the world within the tower.
"Charge!"
Numerous young heroes shouted, eager to dive into the spatial passage.
Qin Wudao also followed the crowd, and as he stepped into the spatial vortex, he saw stars flowing, worlds passing by—world of ice, world of fire, world of thunder...
A few minutes later.
Qin Wudao landed on solid ground.
In front of him lay a vast and boundless world.
Numerous forces of the Dao's laws were entrenched above the world's sky, filled with Rhymes in Dao, emitting a startling aura.
Amidst these, the most striking was the force of the Emperor's law at the center, exuding supreme imperial might, wielding the authority of the Dao, dominating the nine heavens and ten grounds.
"Inheritor, you have finally arrived!"
Then, an ancient voice echoed as if a supreme being of heavens and earth had descended, making all the forces of the Dao's laws prostrate.
Boom!
The starry sky trembled.
Countless stars shattered.
Soon after, above the myriad forces of the Dao's laws, a supreme throne appeared.
On the supreme throne sat a majestic figure in a nine-clawed dragon robe, a Heaven-suppressing Crown upon his head, looking down at all creation.
In his eyes lay an imperial intent that looked down upon the world, as if the sky, the earth, and all living creatures must bow beneath his feet.
The heavens need offerings.
The earth is fit only to serve as a footstool.
All creatures must worship devoutly.
Beside him, two imperial sword phantoms hovered, imperial aura entwined, sword light flickering, manifesting countless visions, capable of cutting across the cosmos, sweeping the world, and determining the universe.
"The Benevolent Sword?"
Qin Wudao was startled to recognize one of the imperial swords as the weapon of the Human Ancestor.
And the first owner of the Benevolent Sword was...
"Peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal!"
"Innate Spiritual Body physique!"
"Extreme Emperor's Dao law!"
"The constitution is slightly weak; it must be nurtured!"
With just a glance at Qin Wudao, the imperial shadow grasped his fundamental situation, eyes flashing sternly.
The sound waves spread, countless laws of the Dao trembled, the void began to collapse and reorganize, evolving into a new world.
This was a world of storm and rain.
The heavenly dome was lightless, filled with dark clouds, extremely heavy, with fierce winds raging, black raindrops falling, carrying a powerful destructive force, penetrating the void.
Qin Wudao's heart skipped a beat, sensing an ominous premonition.
Rumble!
Heaven and earth roared.
Before Qin Wudao could react, he found his cultivation sealed, leaving only the power of his flesh to use.
Most extraordinary was the fusion of the laws of water, poison, and strength floating in the void, condensing into a heavenly waterfall that cascaded from the sky.
Everywhere the heavenly waterfall fell was destroyed.
The destructive power it contained was severalfold more terrifying than the force produced by a collapsing galaxy.
"The three thousand and first checkpoint, the Bone-forging Gate!"
"The challenger must withstand the waterfall for at least one hour, not leaving its range during this time, or be considered a failure!"
"The longer you endure, the greater the rewards you will earn!"
Just as Qin Wudao was about to move away, an ancient voice resounded in his mind.