"To climb up the Stairway To Heavens without any distractions and unlock the stairs of ascension. This…"

Miao Tian looked on in shock.

This type of situation was rarely seen even in the Heavenly Human Race.

Entering the stairs of ascension meant that the other party had the qualifications to cultivate the Empyrean Scripture of the Heavenly Human Race.

Meanwhile, in the past thousand years, not a single member of the Heavenly Human Race had managed to accomplish this.

How could such a person appear in Kunlun?

In that instant, a beam of light flashed across Miao Tian's eyes. It was hard for others to detect it.

It was the light of killing.

Mo Zhengdong, who had been looking at Jiang Lan, suddenly turned to look at Miao Tian.

Miao Tian sensed Mo Zhengdong's gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, you must have been a great teacher to be able to produce such a great disciple," Miao Tian turned to Mo Zhengdong and praised him with a smile.

But his smile was a little forced.

"He's just the worst disciple in the Ninth Summit," Mo Zhengdong said calmly.

Then, he continued to look at Jiang Lan.

…

At the bottom of the square, everyone was shocked to see this scene.

"What happened? This doesn't feel normal."

"You don't have to feel it. Just look at Miao Xiu's expression and you'll know. This matter isn't normal."

"What did the Junior Brother from the Ninth Summit do to cause such a strange change?"

"With the light on him, did he break the record again?"

Jing Ting was shocked. He finally knew that Miao Xiu had chosen a dead end.

He actually dared to compete with the Junior Brother of the Ninth Summit.

Self-destruction.

Although Xian Xi and the others didn't know the whole story, they finally understood after seeing this scene.

Miao Xiu probably wanted to crush the Ninth Summit's junior brother in terms of temperament.

However, he had never expected that he would end up kicking a metal plate in this area.

Yes, Miao Xiu regretted it.

He was very regretful.

If he was given another chance, he would choose to fight and heavily injure or even kill his opponent.

A non-member of the Heavenly Human Race who managed to unlock the stairs of ascension was too great of a threat to the Heavenly Human Race.

But there was no medicine for regret.

As Jiang Lan walked in front, he felt a killing intent flash behind his back.

But he didn't care.

Instead, he planned to go up first.

At this moment, he saw nine beams of light. It was as if a beam of light would attack him with every step he took.

There were nine colors.

It represented nine different desires.

It was as if he would be attacked by them if they had any of it.

If he wanted to go up without any injuries, he had to have a cultivation technique similar to that of The Unmoved Sage, which would make him lose all his emotions.

It was difficult for ordinary people to reach the peak.

Jiang Lan didn't hesitate. He would do his best.

He took a step forward.

In an instant, a beam of light penetrated his body.

At that moment, he felt that he was constantly becoming stronger. He saw the people who were stronger than him in the past constantly being left behind by him. They were now all inferior to him and left far behind.

It was as if the world was filled with mortals and he was the only person who had transcended mortality.

Pu!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Lan felt as if his entire body had taken a blow.

Pride. He had it.

It was just that after so many years, he had worn it down a lot, but who did not have it?

What he had done these years was to make sure that he was not affected by these emotions.

Then, he took another step forward.

The second ray of light penetrated his body again.

As the light penetrated, Jiang Lan seemed to hear countless discussions once again.

"How long do you think he can stay in the Ninth Summit?"

"If his talent is too poor, it's useless even if he has a good temperament."

"He's so weak. Do you think he'll be embarrassed later?"

Mockery, contempt, and denial rang in Jiang Lan's mind.

Bang!

Countless new wounds appeared on Jiang Lan's body.

The wound that was no longer bleeding once again appeared.

Jiang Lan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued forward.

He could control his anger.

These beams of light were very interesting.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lan, watching as he advanced step by step and as more and more injuries appeared on his body.

No one knew what Jiang Lan had experienced.

They only knew that as long as Jiang Lan advanced, he would inevitably suffer tremendous damage.

His aura was also being affected.

However, the other party didn't stop and continued.

No one paid attention to Miao Xiu anymore.

Miao Xiu was no longer worth mentioning.

At this moment, Miao Xiu no longer moved forward. He knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to walk past the fiftieth step.

He was just waiting to see his opponent fall.

However, not only did the other party not collapse, he continued to move forward.

"Humans have seven emotions and six desires. The final nine levels are meant to find the emotional weakness of those who walk on the Stairway To Heavens. The more serious the injury, the more obvious their weakness. This person only has some superficial wounds. How did he grow up? "

Miao Xiu was shocked in his heart.

He did not believe that the other party could walk up so easily.

Everyone looked at Jiang Lan as he walked forward.

They watched as his injuries increased bit by bit.

In everyone's eyes, Jiang Lan's body carried light and blood.

The steps he took were like steps that ordinary people were unable to take. The current Jiang Lan seemed to be amidst flames as he walked towards the end of the sky.

When Jiang Lan reached the last two steps, the beam of light pierced through his shoulder like a sword.

Pu!

Blood splattered on the stairs.

Everyone was shocked.

The injuries this time were more serious than before.

However, what surprised them even more was that Jiang Lan didn't seem to mind. He didn't stop, continuing to walk forward.

He had already arrived at the ninety-ninth step.

At this moment, Jiang Lan felt many injuries on his body, but now was not the time to heal. He had to take the final step forward.

His ninety-ninth landed.

At this moment, Jiang Lan saw many things.

He saw the inn youth's good intentions and saw the freebies that he had given him.

He also saw Ao Longyu's gift of thanks.

He saw how well his master treated him.

Boom!!

An invisible explosion sounded from within Jiang Lan's body.

In that instant, Jiang Lan felt as if his body was enduring an indescribable attack. His entire body was being crushed by the power.

Even with his Void Refinement cultivation base, he was unable to stop this.

Bang!

Blood splattered all over Jiang Lan's body.

It was as if his body had received a shocking blow.

Urgh!

Jiang Lan, whose body was unstable, knelt on one knee, blood spurting out from wounds all over his body.

At this moment, he was truly injured. Even the strength of his body was unable to support him.

The final step to reach the top was right in front of him, but he felt that it was too far away.

The Stairway To Heavens was more special than he had expected.

The people below were all stunned when they saw Jiang Lan's body spurt out blood like a water fountain.

They looked at Jiang Lan, unable to speak.

It was as if they didn't know how to react.

Meanwhile, Miao Xiu had a smile on his face. The other party had yet to reach the peak.

He had a weakness, a fatal weakness.

No one asked Jiang Lan to continue forward. Jing Ting did not. Lin Siya, who was recording the scene, did not. Neither did Xianxi, who came from the Eighth Summit.

Even the new disciple who asked Jiang Lan about the Witchcloud Gathering did not.

At this moment, even if Jiang Lan lost, no one would say anything.

However, Jiang Lan would never change his original intention because of others.

He did not accept the challenge for anything else but to shoulder the responsibility of being the most outstanding disciple of the Ninth Summit.

That was all.

This time, it had nothing to do with him concealing his cultivation. It could be said that he had used his full strength.

How could he give up after reaching this step?

Jiang Lan stood up trembling, as if he would fall down the stairs at any moment.

He faced the disc directly, which felt as if it was stopping him and questioning his heart and path.

It was as if it was telling him that his path had been wrong all along.

Faced with this kind of questioning, Jiang Lan's heart calmed down. He replied in his heart.

"I'm the one who chose to take this road. It's fine if I think it's right myself."

Bang!

The obstruction shattered.

At this moment, Jiang Lan's foot stepped on the disc.

One hundred steps.

He had reached the top.

After that, Jiang Lan turned to look at Miao Xiu, who was below him. He raised his hands and bowed. His hands were still stained with blood, but he didn't care.

He said to Miao Xiu.

"Good match."