130: Burning Life to Ascend to Heaven, the Final Showdown on the 100th Floor

When Su Lei stepped into the forty-first floor, the damp, decaying scent of the forest assailed him.

Towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, and vines, like giant pythons, entwined themselves between the trunks.

Suddenly, a deafening roar shot straight into the sky!

"Roar!!!"

A visible sound wave, like a tsunami, swept forth, instantly snapping ancient trees within a hundred-meter radius, sending wood splinters flying.

The ground trembled slightly, and behind the fallen trees, a pair of crimson eyes lit up in the shadows.

It was a three-zhang-tall silverback ape.

Its muscles bulged like granite, and every strand of its fur shimmered with a metallic luster.

"No special abilities, a pure strength-type Yao Beast."

A strange light suddenly appeared in Su Lei's eyes as the Void Tempering True Scripture operated at full power.

In his vision, countless intersecting lines appeared around the giant ape's body; these were the trajectories of its Qi and blood circulation.

And at its heart and brow, two faint points of light flickered – these were its fatal weaknesses!

"Demonic Dismemberment, one year of Lifespan."

Su Lei whispered, and a terrifying energy fluctuation erupted from within him.

His hair instantly turned frosty white at a visible speed, fine wrinkles appeared on his skin, and a surging power rushed through his Meridians.

The next moment, his figure instantly vanished from its original spot.

The giant ape's pupils contracted, and it instinctively swung its millstone-sized palm.

This palm strike stirred up a Category 12 hurricane, and the air produced an ear-splitting sonic boom.

However, Su Lei drifted like willow catkins in the wind, his left hand precisely tapping a node in the Qi and blood circulation.

"Pfft!"

The giant ape's left arm suddenly exploded, and a mist of blood diffused.

It let out a painful howl, wildly slapping its chest with its other hand.

But Su Lei's right fingertip had already pointed towards that pulsating heart-light.

"Bang!"

The giant ape's body suddenly stiffened, then crashed to the ground like a mountain, kicking up a sky full of fallen leaves.

Su Lei didn't even glance at it, merely flicking away non-existent dust from his sleeve as he walked towards the next floor.

The Blazing Demon Scorpion on the fifty-fifth floor was pierced through its brow with a single finger, at the cost of two years of his Lifespan.

The Sword Dao Grandmaster on the sixtieth floor couldn't even draw his sword under his "Ten Steps, One Kill," which burned three years of his Lifespan.

The seventieth floor... the eightieth floor... the ninetieth floor... each floor was a crushing victory.

But each victory added more white hair and deeper wrinkles to him... After an unknown amount of time, Su Lei arrived before an ancient, heavy gate.

At this moment, his figure was hunched, his hair as white as frost, and each step seemed to exhaust all his strength.

Only his eyes remained as bright as stars.

In his mind, every battle along the way flashed like a revolving lantern.

Forty-nine Martial Skill treasure chests, forty-nine choices.

Each choice elevated his Martial Dao attainment to a higher level.

Treading Wind and Flowing Clouds, his initial lightness Martial Skill, had now reached the Great Perfection Realm.

Even without Protective Aura, he could, by virtue of his exquisite control over airflow, drift like a feather in the wind and walk on air.

The force-dissipating methods of Flowing Cloud Strength, the elusive changes of Spirit Snake Steps, the blend of rigidity and flexibility of Heaven and Earth Shift... dozens of Martial Arts essentials were perfectly integrated, creating a new Martial Art that combined defense, force dissipation, and agility – Wandering Dragon Startling Swan.

And his signature Martial Skill, "Ten Steps, One Kill," had also undergone countless refinements.

The penetration of Phantom Extinction Finger, the variations of Thousand Phantom Hand, the explosive power of Thousand Layer Wave... countless complex and exquisite offensive Moves finally merged into one, returning to its original simplicity.

From its initial form as an assassination saber technique, it evolved into a "Dao" that was no longer confined by external objects.

"It's time to end this..."

A trace of relieved smile suddenly appeared on Su Lei's wrinkled face.

His emaciated hand slowly pushed open the door before him, and he shakily stepped into the void space of the hundredth floor.

The old man in plain clothes stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering without wind.

He carefully scrutinized the frail Su Lei, his gaze lingering on the wrinkled face for a long time.

"To have come this far in the body of a Mortal..."

"Regardless of victory or defeat, you have earned this old man's respect."

"To show my respect, I will go all out..."

Su Lei nodded slightly, "I couldn't ask for more."

The old man's expression was solemn as he slowly raised his right hand.

This simple action caused the entire world to tremble.

Countless starlight emerged from the void, transforming into a torrent that converged into his palm.

"This Move is called 'Cosmos.'"

"It is this old man's signature Martial Skill; no one has been able to withstand it to this day."

Su Lei took a deep breath, and a sharp light burst forth from his murky eyes.

"Come!"

With a roar, the old man slowly pushed out his palm.

The power of the entire world seemed to condense, forming a thousand-meter giant palm!

It was as if the entire firmament was pressing down, even space twisting and collapsing under this palm!

Su Lei's figure appeared incredibly small beneath the giant palm, but his eyes remained calm.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the destructive energy torrent, firmly locking onto the two almost imperceptible points of light at the center of the giant palm.

That was the only flaw in "Cosmos," the gap in the flow of the world's power, and the only chance for survival!

"Demonic Dismemberment..." Su Lei murmured softly.

The next moment, his body began to burn.

His grizzled hair turned to ashes inch by inch, and the flesh beneath his skin withered and disintegrated at a visible speed.

Not just life, but even Luck and Soul were sacrificed!

"Burning everything to gain strength beyond limits, eh..."

The old man frowned slightly; even if he didn't act, Su Lei would turn to ashes in five seconds.

However, Su Lei's figure moved at this moment.

His form suddenly blurred, traversing through the destructive energy torrent.

Each step precisely landed in the gaps of the world's power, each movement carrying an extremely profound rhythm.

This was no longer just a simple movement technique, but an understanding of the "Dao."

"How is this possible?!"

The old man's expression changed slightly.

He had never imagined that someone could find a chance for survival under the suppression of "Cosmos," nor had he expected that the opponent could Move against the flow!

Su Lei's figure was like an illusion, and at the last moment before the giant palm struck, his right finger slowly pointed out—

A point of extremely brilliant light appeared at his fingertip.

Like a meteor streaking across the eternal night, it precisely hit the light point at the center of the giant palm!

Crack—!

A crisp shattering sound echoed through the heavens and earth!

The next moment, the thousand-meter giant palm, which had blocked out the sky, shattered like a mirror!

"What?!"

The old man's face changed dramatically, and his figure retreated rapidly!

Su Lei's right half of his body had already dissipated, but his gaze was extraordinarily brilliant!

He slowly raised his left hand, transforming his finger into a palm, the edge of his palm like a blade.

A flash of blade light cut out from the void!

This strike had no grand momentum, no dazzling light; all it had was the purest "Dao"!

...At the same time, a heart-palpitating pressure erupted from the depths of Kunlun Main Peak, shooting straight into the sky.

The Grandmasters, who had been fiercely battling, stopped their hands in unison.

Lei Jinghong's gaze, like electricity, shot towards Xiao Yuwei not far away, his face terribly gloomy.