Title: Azure King! Wait, it's still moving!

At the critical moment, Wang Cheng could no longer worry about whether Ye Qing would blame him.

He brought him up directly.

In his mind, the Heaven-Defying posture Senior Ye had just displayed was enough to intimidate the Zhao family!

If Senior Ye blamed him afterward, he was willing to accept the punishment!

Sure enough, hearing this, Zhao Tianxiong's brow furrowed slightly, and his cold gaze turned toward Wang Cheng. "Oh? You mean that newcomer named Ye Qing is someone she knows?"

He sneered.

"Regardless of whether your words are true or false, even if... they are true, so what?"

"Killing someone to pay with one's life is a law of nature! Today, I must find the true culprit who murdered my son! No one can protect her!"

Zhao Tianxiong's voice suddenly rose, filled with an unquestionable dominance!

"As for that Senior Ye you mentioned? Hah, he is indeed a Prodigy. To have such results on his first tower run, his future is limitless."

"But do not forget, the Old Ancestor standing behind my Zhao family is King Zhao!"

The moment the name "King Zhao" was uttered, the entire audience trembled slightly!

"King Zhao! The King Zhao ranked ninth on the mana tower prison ranking list! His score is one hundred and sixty floors!"

"The Zhao family are descendants of King Zhao! They have always acted with great dominance!"

A look of pride appeared on Zhao Tianxiong's face as he continued:

"Never mind that this newcomer is currently stuck at the one hundred and forty-third floor and cannot move. Even if he truly becomes a new king by luck today, my Zhao family might not necessarily fear him!"

"Furthermore..."

He glanced at that motionless light, the mockery at the corners of his mouth growing even stronger.

"Hehe, after the one hundred and fortieth floor, every step is like ascending to heaven! Whether this kid can actually be titled king is still uncertain!"

Zhao Tianxiong's words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the expectations that had just ignited in Wang Cheng's heart.

It was true!

The Zhao family had a true King backing them!

That was a terrifying existence at the one hundred and sixtieth floor of the mana tower!

Even if Senior Ye truly became the new king of the flesh pagoda, his status would likely not compare to the long-renowned King Zhao.

Furthermore, he was currently stuck at the one hundred and forty-third floor, motionless for a long time. It truly looked like he had reached his limit... For a moment, the crowd in the square was buzzing with discussion.

Wang Cheng's expression shifted uncertainly, and his heart gradually turned ice-cold.

As Zhao Tianxiong looked at the despairing expressions of Wang Cheng and Fang Qing, he felt immense pleasure. He chuckled and said slowly:

"But since you've put it that way, I will give you a chance."

"We will wait right here to see exactly which floor this Senior Ye of yours stops at! We'll see if he dares to become an enemy of my Zhao family for a mere Fang Qing after he comes out!"

"Hmph! I am... quite looking forward to it!"

Zhao Tianxiong's words were filled with undisguised mockery and a high-and-mighty condescension.

He stood with his hands behind his back like a judge, coldly waiting for the final result.

In his view, the fate of this newcomer named Ye Qing was already sealed.

After the one hundred and fortieth floor.

The pressure of each floor increased geometrically. It tested not only physical strength but was a comprehensive manifestation of will and foundation.

No matter how monstrous a newcomer's talent was, their foundation would ultimately be shallow.

To reach the one hundred and forty-third floor was already a Prodigy beyond common logic. Stalling now clearly meant he was at his wit's end and had reached his true limit.

Though he was only seven floors away from being crowned king, those seven floors were the difference between heaven and earth!

He didn't even bother to look at that divine tower again.

He only cast a playful gaze at the deathly pale Fang Qing and Wang Cheng, enjoying the pleasure of seeing his prey struggle in despair.

The atmosphere in the square also gradually cooled from its initial feverish expectation.

It turned into a sea of regretful sighs.

"Sigh, he finally stopped."

"Yeah, he's been stopped for so long and the light hasn't changed at all. It seems he's really reached his limit."

"What a pity, such a pity! Just seven floors away, and we could have witnessed a new king succeed in one go! That would have been a record-breaking feat!"

"Be content! A newcomer's first time in the flesh pagoda, and he reached one hundred and forty-three floors! This result is enough to shake the entire Prison Realm! He is already a Prodigy without precedent!"

Discussions rose and fell. Although people were disappointed, they were mostly filled with recognition and shock at this achievement.

Only Wang Cheng's heart sank to the bottom.

He stared fixedly at that towering divine tower, his palms drenched in cold sweat, screaming frantically in his heart.

Move! Senior Ye! I beg you, move just a bit more!

As long as you can reach the one hundred and fiftieth floor and achieve kingship, no matter how dominant the Zhao family is, they will have to weigh the consequences of offending a new king!

This was Fang Qing's only chance for survival!

However, the divine tower remained silent, and the light remained unchanged.

It was as if he were merely indulging in wishful thinking... Meanwhile, inside the flesh pagoda, on the one hundred and forty-third floor.

Ye Qing sat cross-legged, his mind clear and empty.

The turmoil of the outside world had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, he was immersed in a profound and mysterious state.

This divine tower exerted an omnipresent suppression on the Physical Body, like placing a person in the deep sea. Every inch of flesh and every cell was enduring a terrifying crushing force.

Ordinary Cultivators would find it difficult even to move normally in such an environment, let alone Cultivate with a calm mind.

They would only think about how to rush to the next floor as quickly as possible, reach their limit as fast as they could, and then escape this suffocating pressure.

But Ye Qing was different.

His Prison Suppressing Immortal Body was a supreme Physique that suppressed the ages and was immortal and indestructible.

This external pressure, far from making him feel suffocated,

instead felt like a pair of invisible hands constantly hammering and tempering his immortal body, stimulating the endless divine energy hidden within!

The pressure of the one hundred and forty-third floor was just right for him.

It could provide enough tempering effect without making him feel strained.

This was simply a Body Refining Holy Land tailored specifically for him!

"Boom!"

With a thought, the blood and Qi in his body surged and roared like a great river!

Visible streaks of crimson-gold blood-Qi rose from the top of his head like wolf smoke, dyeing the entire space with a faint golden hue.

Behind him, a blurry and majestic phantom of a divine prison slowly emerged, standing tall between heaven and earth, radiating a terrifying aura that suppressed all worlds!

It was the Prison Suppressing Phantom!

Clatter!

Clatter!

Along with the appearance of the phantom, the sound of chains dragging, seemingly from the Nine Serene Hells, echoed throughout the space, piercing the mind and making the Soul tremble!

Ye Qing looked solemn and dignified.

He was constantly digesting the countless fragments of insight accumulated since he started climbing the tower.

At the same time, he fused these insights with his own immortal body into one furnace.

His Physical Body was undergoing an earth-shaking transformation at an incredible speed!

At this moment, time seemed to lose its meaning.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Boom!!!

Ye Qing's body suddenly jolted!

A power of blood-Qi far more vast and boundless than before erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption!

Buzz—!

A brilliant crimson-gold halo suddenly expanded with him as the center, lingering around his body, slowly rotating and condensing.

This halo appeared somewhat illusory at first.

But as time passed, it became more and more solid, and even traces of mysterious Dao patterns appeared on it.

This was Blood-Qi Turning into a Halo, the Physical Body Manifesting the Dao!

If a Body Refining grandmaster from ancient times who specialized in the Physical Body saw this, they would surely have their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in shock!

Because this represented walking upon a legendary supreme path of Body Refining—Physical Sanctification!

This path was incredibly difficult, one in ten thousand!

Even in that glorious ancient era when body refiners were common, few prodigies could take this step!

And now, Ye Qing had one foot at the gate of this path!

As the blood-Qi halo continued to solidify, the blood-Qi around him rose further, and the temperature around his body became frighteningly high, seemingly causing the space itself to distort slightly!

Finally!

At a certain moment, that crimson-gold blood-Qi halo completely transformed from illusory to solid, floating steadily behind him, radiating an immortal and indestructible charm!

Dong!!!

The very instant the blood-Qi halo was completely formed!

A grand, distant sound of a bell, seemingly from the primordial chaos, boomed without warning!

This bell sound penetrated the barriers of the divine tower, echoed through the entire White Jade Square, and even reverberated toward further places at an incredible speed!

Inside the tower, Ye Qing slowly opened his eyes.

Two golden beams flashed and vanished. Feeling the explosive power within his body, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Physical Body transformed; combat power, one step further!

At this moment, although he was only at the Half-Step Nascent Soul Realm,

he had absolute confidence that even if he faced a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer, he could suppress and kill them with one punch, winning easily!

...Outside, at the White Jade Square.

"Dong—!"

That sudden, grand bell toll gave everyone in the square a startle, leaving them bewildered.

"What's going on? What is that sound?"

"It seems... it came from inside the flesh pagoda?"

"An anomaly in the divine tower? Could it be because of that newcomer? He's been in there for so long, neither advancing nor coming out, so the divine tower issued a warning?"

One Cultivator guessed uncertainly.

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately echoed by many people.

After all, staying in the divine tower for a long time might be a form of disrespect to it.

Hearing this discussion, the mockery on Zhao Tianxiong's face grew even thicker.

He turned his head and sneered at the pale-faced Wang Cheng and Fang Qing, the meaning in his eyes self-evident:

"Do you see? This is your so-called reliance? Your so-called backer?"

"If you can't push through, then just get the Hell out. Why linger inside and make the divine tower issue a warning? Truly an embarrassment!"

Wang Cheng's face was extremely ugly, and his fists clenched until they cracked, yet he was powerless to refute.

Could it be... Senior Ye really... However, just before Zhao Tianxiong's mocking laughter could subside!

Boom!!!

The entire hundred-zhang-tall flesh pagoda suddenly shook violently!

A boundless aura soared into the sky from within the tower!

"Look! Look at the divine tower!"

Among the crowd, someone let out a shocked scream!

Everyone instinctively looked up, and in the next second, everyone's pupils contracted to the extreme!

They saw that the brilliant pillar of light, which had been stalled at the one hundred and forty-third floor, was actually moving again!

And it was ascending upward with an unprecedented, devastating, and terrifying speed!

Buzz!

One hundred and forty-fourth floor!

Buzz!

One hundred and forty-fifth floor!

Buzz!

One hundred and forty-sixth floor!

The ascent of the light pillar did not pause for a moment; it was even swifter and more dominant than when he was clearing the first hundred floors!

"Heavens... oh my god! It's moving! It's moving again!"

"So fast! This speed is too fast! Could it be that his pause just now wasn't because he reached his limit?"

"I don't know, but it's so fast, so powerful!"

The entire audience was horrified!

They had thought this newcomer had already reached his limit.

Unexpectedly, he was actually still climbing!

Just what kind of monster was he?!

In the crowd, some people faintly realized something, their breathing instantly becoming rapid, and an incomparable fervor and excitement erupted in their eyes.

"Crowned king in one go! Is he really going to be crowned king in one go?!"

This roar ignited the entire scene!

Everyone's gaze was fixed firmly on that unstoppable pillar of light!

Could he really be crowned king in one go?

One hundred and forty-eighth floor!

One hundred and forty-ninth floor!

Under the watch of tens of thousands of people who were so nervous they could hardly breathe, that pillar of light, without any suspense, slammed into the threshold symbolizing supreme glory!

One hundred and fiftieth floor!!!

Lit up!

Rumble!!!

The moment the one hundred and fiftieth floor of the tower lit up, the nearby flesh pagoda prison ranking list once again issued an earth-shaking boom!

The name "Ye Qing" that was originally engraved at the bottom of the list suddenly burst forth with a golden light ten thousand feet long, more brilliant and dazzling than the sun!

Within the golden light, two brand-new large characters slowly condensed!

King Qing!

Following that, these two characters, carrying Ye Qing's name, swept across the list with irresistible force, finally stopping steadily at the nineteenth position!

Newcomer Ye Qing, first time entering the flesh pagoda!

Ascended to the one hundred and fiftieth floor!

Crowned king in one go!

Titled—King Qing!!!

The entire White Jade Square, after a brief dead silence, was completely set off!

"King! A new king has been born!"

"My god! What am I seeing? I actually witnessed a newcomer be crowned king directly on their first tower run!"

"A miracle! This is a miracle in the recorded history of the Prison Realm!"

Countless people were flushed with excitement, roaring frantically, venting the shock and fervor in their hearts!

They sensed that they might have witnessed history!

Meanwhile, Zhao Tianxiong was frozen in place, the mockery and pride on his face long gone, replaced by an unprecedented horror and disbelief!

His Adam's apple rolled violently as he stared fixedly at those two shimmering golden characters on the prison ranking list—King Qing!

That piercing golden light felt like two loud slaps across his face!

It stung!

He never imagined that this newcomer, whom he viewed as a laughingstock and had judged to be exhausted, would actually... be crowned king in one go!

And it was in the most difficult flesh pagoda!

King!

He knew better than anyone what this represented!

Being crowned king meant gaining the qualification to slumber within the divine tower and obtain nearly eternal Lifespan!

From now on, the Prison Realm would also have a brand-new king-level clan—the King Qing Clan!

Although his Zhao family had the long-renowned King Zhao backing them, the birth of a new king carried enough weight to make any power wary!

Could his Zhao family really, for the sake of a dead playboy,

withstand the pressure and offend a new king with limitless potential?

Zhao Tianxiong's heart was in turmoil.

Wait!

Just as his mind was shaken and his thoughts were in disarray, the corner of his eye inadvertently swept over that towering divine tower.

In the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle tips!

Because he suddenly discovered that the light pillar representing "King Qing," after lighting up the one hundred and fiftieth floor, actually... actually had not stopped!

It was still moving!!!