432: Xiao Ruobai arrives

The leader was a young man dressed in a Starlight Robe, with a handsome face that looked as if it were carved.

He stood in the Void Realm with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling like the starry sky as it slowly swept across the boiling spectacle of the Heaven-Ascending Stairs below, a composed smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“The Central Continent is indeed a place of outstanding people and spiritual land. With so many heroes gathered, it was worth our crossing the sea of stars to come here.

My name is Mo Xingyun, and this Dao Treasury Heaven-Ascending Stairs is just the thing to test the depth of our Dao foundations.”

His voice was clear and bright, yet it carried a strange penetrating power, echoing clearly in everyone's ears like a flowing galaxy.

Beside him, a burly man with knotted muscles like cast bronze divine gold and blood vitality as vigorous as a furnace grinned.

Revealing forest-white teeth, his voice was like a great bell, shaking the surrounding clouds and mist into a frenzy.

“Enough nonsense, I, Shi Potian, have been waiting for ages!!”

A goddess dressed in an Ice-blue Flowing Immortal Skirt, with a temperament as cold as the eternal cold moon, nodded slightly, her eyes seeming to contain the sinking and floating of a lunar wheel.

There were several other young Prodigies from different Star Domains, their Aura overwhelming.

Although they maintained superficial courtesy in their words, that absolute confidence and undisguised intent to compete originating from their very bones...

Was like a peerless divine weapon drawn from its sheath, its sharp edge fully revealed, stinging people's skin!

Their arrival instantly triggered even greater waves at the foot of Dao Yuan Mountain!

Countless gazes focused on them, carrying shock, scrutiny, curiosity, and even deeper pressure.

“Tianshu Star—it's that legendary ancient Star Domain!”

“And that one's Aura is so cold, it feels as if it could freeze the Divine Soul!”

“That burly man's blood vitality is simply like a humanoid Primeval Vicious Beast!”

“This time it's truly a battle between dragons and tigers, a competition of stars! The pressure on our Xuanhuang Prodigies is immense!”

The top local Prodigies of the Xuanhuang Continent had varied reactions, but all of them had solemn expressions, feeling a more substantial pressure.

The golden blood vitality around the Jiang Family Divine King Body rose unconsciously, and a divine light shone in his eyes as he looked toward Mo Xingyun, his Battle Intent faintly appearing.

The Golden Lion, who also followed the path of Physical Body and Divine Power, made no attempt to hide it, letting out a mountain-shaking roar toward the sky.

His golden fur seemed to catch fire, his Battle Intent boiling like a volcano as he glared fiercely at Shi Potian, whose blood vitality was like a furnace.

Chu Daolin remained in the lead with steady steps, but as he took his next step, the Dao patterns beneath his feet seemed to light up for a moment.

He subtly accelerated a bit, as if the starlight chasing from behind had piqued an interest that had long been dormant.

Not far away, an astonishing light erupted in Qin Wuye's eyes. He licked his lips, his Battle Intent almost transforming into blood-colored wolf smoke; he loved strong enemies the most!

Xuanming, the mysterious powerhouse from the Northern Region who had previously dominantly defeated Leng Qianqiu, had his silver hair moving without wind.

The ice crystal mark on his brow emitted an even more bone-chilling cold, as if it wanted to freeze everything around it, including that Aura from the starry sky.

Ji Xuanye took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and a hint of gloom in his heart. His Imperial Dragon Qi became increasingly solid and grand, with faint dragon roars, and his speed increased rather than decreased.

“Hahaha, how can such a grand event be missing us?!”

Mo Xingyun laughed long and said no more. His figure suddenly became blurred, turning into a brilliant and vast ribbon of galaxy that spanned the sky, and he boldly charged into the Heaven-Ascending Stairs.

His momentum was magnificent, chasing directly after Chu Daolin at the very front, and in an instant, he was neck-and-neck with Ji Xuanye, the Jiang Family Divine King Body, and others at the end of the first echelon!

“So fast!”

Someone cried out in shock.

Fairy Han Yue waved her delicate hand. Without seeing how she moved, her graceful figure was already shrouded in endless moonlight. Her speed was eerily fast, leaving a hazy moon-shadow trail as she followed closely behind Mo Xingyun, not slow in the slightest.

“Roar!!”

Shi Potian was the most direct and crude. He let out an excited low growl, the bronze luster on his body surface flaring up as if he were cast from divine gold. Without dodging or avoiding anything, he took a fierce step onto the Heaven-Ascending Stairs!

“Boom!”

Where his foot landed, the Dao patterns flickered violently, emitting a dull roar as if the stairs themselves were trembling.

He opened a path purely with his physical blood vitality, surging upward with shocking momentum, instantly overtaking many people and causing a public outcry!

The forceful joining of the starry sky Prodigies caused the already intense competition to instantly enter a white-hot stage!

Countless Cultivators below watched, dazzled and their blood boiling.

The scene before them, with Prodigies like clouds and brilliant competition, was the true appearance a Golden Great Age should have!

However, just as almost everyone's eyes were firmly attracted by those few dazzling figures at the very front of the stairs who were suddenly accelerating and colliding intensely...

From the end of the horizon, there suddenly came a majestic and grand Qilin roar that pierced through the clouds!

“Roar—!”

The roar was like thunder, containing a boundless Saintly Might and auspicious Qi, instantly drawing everyone's gaze.

Far away, the clouds surged, and a scarlet-gold divine light broke through the sea of clouds, galloping over.

Within the divine light, an extraordinary Qilin arrived treading on auspicious clouds, its scales shining brightly, its Saintly Might awe-inspiring!

It was none other than Qilin Son Mo Yu!

And on Mo Yu's broad back, there actually stood four figures!

The leader had a tall and straight posture and a handsome face. Although no powerful Aura was released from his body, he carried a steady temperament like a deep pool or a high mountain, as if he were a natural god of war—it was Battle Asura!

To his left, a man in white stood with his hands behind his back, his posture like a sword, his gaze calm yet seemingly containing a sharp edge that could cut through everything!

To his right, a woman dressed in a simple and elegant long dress had peerless features and a cold expression. Her Aura was restrained to the extreme, yet she gave off a sense of unfathomable emptiness, as if she could swallow all light.

And at the very back, a round-faced youth was looking around curiously with a harmless smile on his face.

“It's them! Battle Asura! Sword White Robe! Azure Rakshasa! And that fat guy, they're here!”

“And that Qilin! It's the Kirin Son that followed Battle Asura back then! It has actually already become a Saint?!”

In an instant, an uncontrollable wave of exclamations rang out at the foot of Dao Yuan Mountain, the sound even drowning out the previous clamor!

Countless gazes, carrying awe, wariness, fear, and curiosity, all focused on this group of people who had suddenly appeared.

When Kirin Son carried the four of them and flew over the starting area of the Heaven-Ascending Stairs, the originally dense crowd below actually dispersed to the sides like a tide, voluntarily yielding a large open space!

No one dared to block their sharp edge!

It was for no other reason than in the past few years, the forces that were enemies with these few—whether it was the former Glazed Holy Land or the Mount Sumeru Ancient Monastery that had dominated the Western Region for ten thousand years—had all vanished, their legacies no longer existing!

Their fearsome reputation was forged by the actual destruction of Holy Lands!

This was a kind of deterrent sufficient to make any Prodigy or lineage feel a chill down their spine!

Qilin Son Mo Yu slowly descended, and Xiao Ruobai's group of four landed lightly, stepping onto the starting point of the stairs.

The group's gazes calmly swept across the long and crowded stairs ahead, their eyes showing no fluctuation, as if they were merely looking at an ordinary stretch of road.