Standing in front of an ordinary shrub, Joelson calmly surveyed his surroundings.

At this moment, he had already entered the Misty Mountains. Following the scenes he had witnessed during the trials, he found the location of the entrance to the Saint Realm.

"If I'm not mistaken."

Joelson released his spiritual power and an invisible force spread out.

A ripple suddenly appeared before the bushes in front of him, like the ripples on the surface of the water.

An entrance with a faint golden light appeared in front of Joelson.

Joelson's eyes flickered. He hesitated for a moment before he calmly stepped into the entrance.

There was a golden passage with no end in sight.

Joelson kept moving forward.

The light in front of him became stronger and stronger, almost blinding.

In the end, even Joelson could not see clearly. He could only narrow his eyes.

Taking a random step, Joelson felt as if he had passed through a thin film. The light dissipated. A long flight of stairs then appeared in front of him.

Joelson was stunned for a moment and took his first step in confusion.

"Someone is coming down again!"

On the stairs, several saint-level powerhouses began to walk down.

As they walked down the stairs, every one of their faces was pale and covered in sweat.

Someone said with a bitter smile, "After the 30th step, it's too terrifying. I'm afraid that only gods can complete this god's staircase."

"Even the four great thrones can only pass the 80th step. Legend has it that those who can complete the stairs can obtain eternal life and the power of gods."

"Even Malcolm and the Golden Lion's speed has slowed down."

"Below the divine domain, only the Holy Zither and the member of the Dragon Blood Clan can pass 45 steps."

"The Holy Zither and Dragon Blood Clan member has never left the divine domain. If they enter the continent, I'm afraid that two more suns will appear on the star pillar."

While they were discussing, the Golden Lion and Malcolm had already reached the 34th step.

Both of them were sweating profusely as if they were under extremely terrifying pressure.

Malcolm had long since turned into a dragon. It was obvious that his potential had been exhausted and he was unable to continue forward.

On the other hand, although the Golden Lion Oswede was having a hard time walking, he still stood straight. He took a deep breath and slowly took the 35th step.

Malcolm was also making the same effort.

But the result was the opposite.

Oswede stood steadily on the 35th step, while Malcolm seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His huge body was hit by a huge force and flew backward.

"Malcolm failed."

Everyone at the bottom of the step let out a regretful voice.

"But compared to the last time, he has improved a lot."

"Oswede is really unexpected."

"It's not unreasonable for him to place first amongst the three geniuses of the central continent."

"Wait! Look over there!"

Suddenly, someone shouted in surprise.

Everyone followed the voice and looked over. To their surprise, they found that there was another figure on the stairs not far away from Oswede.

It was a handsome youth wearing a mage's robe. He looked extremely young, not even thirty years old.

He was much weaker than Oswede. He had just stepped onto the tenth step but he looked relaxed and seemed to be quite powerful.

"Who is that! Do any of you know him?"

"When did he go up? We have been watching from here. Why didn't we see him?"

"Strange!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise but they quickly retracted their gazes and continued to focus on Oswede.

Oswede paused on the 35th step for a long time, as if he was accumulating energy to attack the next step.

"The 36th step should be Oswede's limit. I just don't know if he will be pushed back by the 36th step or stop before the 37th step."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Oswede. As for the figure who was climbing more than a dozen steps, they seemed to have ignored him.

They could not see behind them on the stairway of gods—only the front and the surroundings.

In other words, the top and bottom of the stairway were two different worlds.

Joelson did not know that he had already entered the sight of the people of Saint Realm. His attention was focused on what was in front of him.

He saw a tall figure walking up not far away.

Did someone else discover this entrance?

Joelson was puzzled.

But he had come this far and he had to keep going.

This stairway was interesting. At least that's what Joelson thought.

With every step he took, the pressure on him doubled.

When he had just walked up the first step, he could easily withstand the pressure of the ninth step.

But now at the fifteenth step, the ninth step would probably be crushed into meat paste.

He had already reached the limit of the initial phase of the saint-level.

He could not see the end of the stairs in front of him. He did not know how many more floors there were.

Joelson frowned slightly. If he had to walk all the steps to enter the saint-level, then the requirements of this secret entrance were too high.

Joelson took a step forward and the pressure on his body doubled again. He broke through the level that the initial phase of the saint-level could withstand.

However, it was still very easy for him to walk.

His body had just been strengthened by the dragon blood and it had improved tremendously. Even without using his own magic power and combat aura, he was still able to walk a long way.

"The 36th level!"

"The Golden Lion is indeed worthy of being called the Golden Lion. The land of heritage has made up for his lack of foundation. It's enough to compete with the geniuses of the saint-level!"

"The 37th step of the divine staircase. This result is already enough for him to be proud of!"

Just now, Oswede had finally taken another step forward.

Oswede's actions were filled with the demeanor of a king. Without sufficient confidence, he would not easily attempt it.

And, once he took a step forward, everyone knew that he would definitely be able to advance to the next level.

Malcolm of the Dragon Blood Clan sat at the side, adjusting his breathing. Looking at Oswede's back, his eyes revealed a faint admiration and unwillingness.

Next time, he would definitely surpass this lion!

"That person actually caught up!"

Suddenly, a saint-level powerhouse cried out in surprise.

The others turned their heads and found that the person who appeared out of nowhere had already passed the 20th step and was walking towards the 21st step.

The distance between him and Oswede was getting closer and closer.

"So fast!"

Someone exclaimed.

The others were also surprised.

It was indeed very fast. The mage-robed youth walked up step by step as if he was climbing an ordinary step. There was not a trace of difficulty on his face.

Oswede stopped in front of the 37th step for a long time. Just when everyone thought that he was going to continue the challenge, he suddenly turned around and retreated without hesitation.

"Oswede feels that his strength is not enough."

"What a pity."

"He has enough understanding of his own strength and will never do anything that he is not confident in. Such a person is the most terrifying!"

Everyone was shocked and regretful.

Gradually, the situation seemed to be a bit wrong.

The saint-level powerhouses' eyes slowly widened and a trace of shock appeared on their faces.