229: Chapter 232 Stopped at the Thirty-Seventh Floor

The thirty-seventh floor.

As soon as Lin Yi stood steady, he felt the entire battle platform go quiet.

It was not that there was no sound.

Rather, all sound seemed to be forcibly suppressed to an extremely low level by some kind of power.

Even the sound of his own breathing became distant.

At the end of the battle platform, that figure completely solidified.

It was a young man clad in white.

He held no weapon in his hands.

There was no armor on his body either.

He did not even look like a Martial Artist; he looked more like an ordinary scholar.

Yet, standing there, Lin Yi felt he was even more dangerous than the man in dark gold armor on the thirty-sixth floor.

The thirty-sixth floor was about weight.

A single slash pressed down like a mountain, like a deep sea, like the overturning of heaven and earth.

But the young man in white before him revealed nothing.

It was precisely because he revealed nothing that he was even more terrifying.

Lin Yi tightened his grip on his pitch-black saber.

The young man in white looked up, his voice calm.

"The thirty-seventh floor."

"Defeat me to enter the thirty-eighth floor."

As the words fell, the young man in white raised a hand.

He merely raised his hand.

Yet, a palm print suddenly appeared before Lin Yi's eyes.

The palm print was not large, nor was it fast, yet it felt as if it had already landed on his chest.

Lin Yi blocked horizontally with his saber.

Boom!

The palm print struck the saber.

Lin Yi slid backward for dozens of feet, the battle platform beneath his feet being forcibly plowed open with two deep marks.

His arms went numb, and the blood in his chest surged.

This was not a saber technique.

Nor was it mere fisticuffs.

This was the fusion of Essence, Divine Body, power, and rhythm, all completely melded into a single palm.

It was more perfect than the thirty-fifth floor.

It was more unfathomable than the thirty-sixth floor.

The young man in white's second palm had already descended.

Water ripples spread beneath Lin Yi's feet, the fourth stage of True Intent of Water transforming into a bearing momentum, attempting to first catch this palm.

But when the palm print descended, that force did not smash into the depths of the water momentum.

Instead, it gently wiped along the surface of the water momentum.

The water ripples cracked.

Lin Yi's pupils constricted slightly.

In the next instant, the palm print had already stamped onto his saber.

Boom!

He retreated again.

This time, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His Top-grade Divine Body quickly repaired his injuries, but that vibration still echoed within his body.

Lin Yi did not wipe the blood away.

He knew that the thirty-seventh floor was different from the ones before.

He could withstand the heavy pressure of the thirty-sixth floor and then counter-roll.

But the thirty-seventh floor did not compete with him in weight.

Nor did it compete with him in saber techniques.

The young man in white seemed to be using the simplest palm techniques to dismantle all of his responses.

"Water momentum bearing?"

He would then cut open the water surface along the momentum.

"Saber technique counterattack?"

He would press down on the source of the saber momentum in advance.

"Top-grade Divine Body resisting head-on?"

He would use the power of vibration to strike into the interior of the Divine Body.

"Black Demon War Heaven Body erupting?"

He would avoid the strongest point of the eruption and land his palm at the weakest point.

There were no obvious strengths.

There were also no obvious weaknesses.

Lin Yi finally understood.

The thirty-seventh floor was not testing whether he could erupt with stronger power.

It was testing that his current whole was not yet flawless enough.

Outside the Hunyuan Tower.

No one was casually discussing in front of the light screen anymore.

Everyone was staring fixedly at the four characters "Thirty-Seventh Floor."

Lin Yi had already broken a record of nearly ten thousand years.

Logically speaking, this achievement was already enough to shake the eastern part of Hunyuan God City.

But he was still inside the thirty-seventh floor.

He had not come out yet.

This meant that he had not been defeated instantly.

Elder Zhou stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn.

The deacon beside him said in a low voice:

"Elder, he has already held on for some time on the thirty-seventh floor."

Elder Zhou nodded slowly.

"The thirty-seventh floor is not a simple enhancement of the thirty-sixth floor."

"Passing the thirty-sixth floor has already broken a record of nearly ten thousand years."

"Being able to exchange blows for so long on the thirty-seventh floor proves that he did not pass the thirty-sixth floor by luck just now."

The Purple-Clothed Woman could not help but ask:

"Does he still have a chance to pass?"

Elder Zhou was silent for a moment.

"Difficult."

He said it very directly.

"His consumption is too great."

"Consecutive major battles on the thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth floors have already pushed him to his current limit."

"The thirty-seventh floor is likely not something he can pass right now."

Speaking of this, there was no disappointment in Elder Zhou's eyes.

On the contrary, they were brighter.

"But to be able to be defeated here is already enough."

... Inside the thirty-seventh floor.

Lin Yi had already exchanged hundreds of moves with the young man in white.

His robes were torn in many places.

On his shoulders, chest, and arms, there were cracks left by palm prints.

Although his Top-grade Divine Body was constantly recovering, that vibrational force invaded the depths of his Divine Body time and again, consuming a great deal of energy.

The young man in white also had saber marks on his body.

But they were very shallow.

Lin Yi had already struck him several times.

But every time, the young man in white was able to deflect most of the saber force at the last moment.

It was like a reflection in water.

The saber slashed over, seemingly hitting him, but in reality, it only slashed through a layer of ripples.

Lin Yi slashed out again.

This slash carried what he had gained from the thirty-sixth floor, first bearing the pressure, then counter-rolling.

The black saber light surged up like a deep sea overturning.

The young man in white raised his palm.

His palm gently pressed against the side of the saber light.

He did not block hard.

He just gave it a light push.

The direction of the saber light shifted by half an inch.

After half an inch, the originally complete slash missed its most critical position.

The young man in white took advantage of the momentum and stamped a palm onto Lin Yi's chest.

Bang!

Lin Yi flew backward, crashing heavily against the edge of the battle platform.

His sternum cracked slightly from the vibration.

He slowly stood up, his breathing finally becoming somewhat rapid.

"Not enough."

"Still not enough."

His current Divine Body, saber techniques, Essence, and Divine Ability were already much more complete than when he first entered the tower.

But the opponent on the thirty-seventh floor was even more complete.

The opponent was like a mirror.

It reflected all his current shortcomings.

The fourth stage of True Intent of Water had not yet truly reached Perfection.

The divine body chapter of the Black Demon War Heaven Body was only at the introductory stage.

The divine body chapter of "One Blade Slashes One World" had not yet reached its limit.

Although his will had touched the threshold of the half-step undying in the life-and-death tribulation, he had not yet truly integrated this will characteristic into every blade, every move, and every operation of his Divine Body.

Any of these things, if lacking in one place, would be seized upon by the thirty-seventh floor.

Lin Yi was not discouraged.

Instead, he completely calmed down.

Since he could not pass, he would see it clearly.

After seeing it clearly, he would come back next time.

The young man in white raised his palm again.

Lin Yi took a deep breath.

His Top-grade Divine Body roared.

The Black Demon War Heaven Body operated.

The fourth stage of True Intent of Water was pressed into the saber edge.

"One Blade Slashes One World" condensed into a single line.

He pressed all his power into this one blade again.

This was his most complete slash currently.

The young man in white's palm print descended.

Lin Yi slashed.

Boom!

The palm and saber collided.

The entire battle platform vibrated violently.

For the first time, the young man in white was forced back three steps by Lin Yi.

A clear saber mark also appeared on his palm.

But it was only three steps.

The young man in white stopped.

Then, his second palm descended.

This palm was calmer than any previous one.

Yet Lin Yi felt that the entire battle platform was enveloped by this palm.

He blocked horizontally with his saber again.

Click!

The pitch-black saber emitted a dull, vibrating sound.

The webbing between Lin Yi's thumb and forefinger split open.

The third palm.

The water momentum collapsed.

The fourth palm.

The Saber Intent was shaken and broken.

The fifth palm.

Lin Yi's chest was hit head-on.

Boom!

His body flew backward, crashing into the light screen at the edge of the battle platform.

Before he even landed, the young man in white had already appeared before him.

The final palm was pressed three inches in front of Lin Yi's forehead.

It did not actually land.

The judgment of the Hunyuan Tower had already appeared.

The young man in white withdrew his hand.

His voice was calm.

"Challenge failed."

Heaven and earth began to crumble.

Watching the dissipating figure of the young man in white, Lin Yi slowly exhaled.

The thirty-seventh floor.

He had remembered it.

The next moment, the light and shadows changed.

Lin Yi reappeared outside the Hunyuan Tower.

On the plaza, all eyes instantly fell upon him.

Then, someone looked up at the light screen.

The result was fixed.

Lin Yi, Jiuzhou World, Divine Body Realm Triple Stage, thirty-seventh floor.

For a moment, there was deathly silence.

Subsequently, the entire plaza completely erupted.

"The thirty-seventh floor!"

"The result is fixed at the thirty-seventh floor!"

"He really fought for so long on the thirty-seventh floor!"

"Divine Body Realm Triple Stage, second time entering the tower, broke a record of nearly ten thousand years, stopped at the thirty-seventh floor!"

"Lin Yi from the Jiuzhou World!"

This time, no one mentioned "originating from a Small World" with contempt.

Because originating from a Small World only made this achievement appear even more terrifying.

On the high platform, Elder Zhou stepped out directly, arriving before Lin Yi.

His tone was much more solemn than before.

"Lin Yi."

"I am Elder Zhou Xuan of the Inner Court of the eastern part of the Suiyue Divine Kingdom."

"I have already reported your results to the Inner Court."

"In addition, the Yuanxing Realm Lord has also received the news."

Lin Yi looked up at him.

Zhou Xuan looked at the young man before him, unable to conceal his admiration in his eyes.

"Divine Body Realm Triple Stage, thirty-seventh floor."

"In the nearly ten thousand years of the Divine Body Realm Hunyuan Tower in the eastern part of Hunyuan God City, you are the first person."

"From today on, your name will enter the Inner Court's Genius register."

"Once the news spreads, the people coming to find you will be ten times, a hundred times more than before."

Lin Yi's expression remained calm.

"Thank you, Elder Zhou."

Seeing that he was not carried away by the achievement, Zhou Xuan's admiration deepened.

"Go and rest first."

"Your consumption is not small."

"The next step is when you truly choose your path."

Lin Yi nodded.

He took a look at the Hunyuan Tower that towered into the Void Realm.

Thirty-seventh floor, defeated.

But he already knew what he needed to patch up for the next step.

Just as he was preparing to leave the plaza, Yuan Yi's voice sounded in his mind.

"It is enough."

"This time, it really is enough."

Lin Yi did not speak.

He merely withdrew his gaze and tightened his grip on his saber.

Whether it is enough or not is not for now to say.

The thirty-seventh floor is still there.

Next time, he will come back.