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Yang Fei and An Zichen bid farewell to the two golden bodies and continued to ascend.

They had just climbed seven or eight steps when they encountered another three or four golden bodies ahead. Judging by their attire and appearance, they should also be followers of the Martial God.

Gradually, these golden bodies became more and more numerous, densely scattered everywhere.

Among these people, the attire varied greatly, which Yang Fei and An Zichen could both discern.

Some were followers who entered the Jile World with the Martial God ten years ago.

Others had attire and appearances that were extremely peculiar, as if they were from ancient times or another space-time.

Yang Fei and An Zichen climbed cautiously, the steps becoming higher, and the drowsiness pressing on their heads growing stronger.

Yang Fei struggled to stay awake, and whenever An Zichen couldn't hold on anymore, he would forcefully kiss her or slap her Pi Gu.

An Zichen was always a girl, how could she tolerate this?

Each time Yang Fei acted like a rogue, she would often wake up startled and continue climbing.

However, Yang Fei found that his lewd tricks were becoming increasingly ineffective.

An Zichen seemed to have built up an immunity to Yang Fei's harassment, reacting less and less.

Yang Fei was secretly alarmed; no matter what, he couldn't let An Zichen sleep forever in this eerie place.

At that moment, a gentle yet indifferent voice suddenly came from the void.

"Yang Fei, you've indeed reached Spirit Mountain; I've been waiting a long time for you."

His voice, mixed in the rumbling Zen chanting, was surprisingly clear, without shouting or yelling.

Yang Fei and An Zichen were startled; this was the third person they'd encountered aside from themselves.

Yang Fei looked up, and on the stone steps over a hundred steps above, stood a young man.

He wore gold-rimmed glasses, with eyes bright and clear, dressed in an ivory-colored suit, looking for all the world like a college professor.

However, Yang Fei could instantly tell that the guy must be wearing a DNA disguise mask; he was definitely not showing his true face.

"Who are you?"

Yang Fei summoned all his Essence Qi, remaining on high alert.

Yang Fei's Snake Stupefaction could sense the opponent's Essence Qi and power at the earliest possible moment.

But with this gentle young man, Yang Fei couldn't feel a thing.

If it weren't for the young man speaking, Yang Fei might not even have noticed his existence.

This person was extraordinary!

Yang Fei instinctively felt the opponent's non-triviality, stepping forward to shield An Zichen behind him.

The man smiled slightly, and something appeared in his hand, which he waved at Yang Fei.

"You don't need to know who I am; you only need to know that the owner of this item is in my hands."

The young man held a jade snuff bottle, adorned with gold and silver lines, clearly a valuable antique.

At the sight of the item, Yang Fei's expression changed drastically: "It was you who took the Ancestral Master?"

Yang Fei clearly remembered that the jade snuff bottle was Old Master Wang's favorite object, often held in his hand and fiddled with.

The young man smiled slightly and said blandly, "Don't worry, I wouldn't harm an old man; he's quite safe now."

"But if you're not obedient, I can't guarantee what might happen next."

Yang Fei was extremely angry, his fist crackling and popping: "What do you want to do?"

The young man tossed the jade snuff bottle in his hand playfully, looking very leisurely.

"I need you to do something for me. As far as I know, at the summit of Spirit Mountain, before the Great Thunderclap Temple, in the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, there is a Ninth-Rank Lotus."

Speaking up to this point, the young man pointed towards the summit far above.

"I want that lotus; bring it to me."

Yang Fei looked at the summit of Spirit Mountain and coldly laughed.

"Why don't you go up and take the Ninth-Rank Lotus yourself?"

The young man sighed quietly and murmured, "The Ninth-Rank Lotus contains all the fortunes of the Jile World; even a small piece is infused with the Power of Heavenly Secret."

"Martial artists worldwide dream of obtaining a piece, even a single petal. Transformed into Heavenly Secret, it can help a martial artist break through themselves, unrestricted by Heaven and Earth Rules."

Having said this, he looked at Yang Fei with an indifferent expression.

"Such a good thing, if I could reach the summit, I would have already taken it."

"Regrettably, in this world, only the Martial God of yesteryear could ascend to the top."

He continued, pointing directly at Yang Fei.

"Apart from the Martial God, perhaps there is one more person in this world who can ascend to seize the Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus, and that person is you."

Yang Fei was stunned: "Me? You overestimate me."

The young man snorted lightly and said blandly.

"If even the Successor of the Nine Extremes cannot ascend to the top, I really can't think of anyone else who can get to the summit of Spirit Mountain."

Yang Fei's heart stirred, knowing that the young man might be speaking the truth.

Without Turtle Extreme keeping him clear-headed all along, he might have already succumbed to sleep.

What puzzled Yang Fei was how this sinister person knew he cultivated the Nine Extremes?

Yang Fei did not respond, looking at the young man: "Who exactly are you?"

The young man laughed, his smile a bit wicked.

"Don't you keep saying you want revenge against me? Now that you see me, do you not recognize me?"

Yang Fei trembled, his eyes bloodshot, glaring at the young man with fiery eyes.

"Are you Zeus of the Alliance of Gods?"

The young man smiled faintly, correcting Yang Fei's words.

"To be precise, I am Zeus of the Seven Days Club; the so-called gods are nothing but my puppets."

Roar!

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fei roared angrily at the sky.

His Tiger Roar activated, the roar sounded like wind and thunder, tearing through the air with extreme power.

The next second, Yang Fei leaped, like a fierce tiger, lunging at the elevated young man.

"Zeus, you killed my brothers; today, I will make you pay with blood!"

The fury within Yang Fei was like molten lava beneath the earth, completely erupting at this moment, fiercely intense, looking terrifying.

The young man shook his head and sighed.

"This was the Jile World of yesteryear, all things void, but your demonic vigor is overwhelming, so disgraceful."

As he spoke, Yang Fei was already beside him, Tiger Thorn activated, his hands like tiger claws striking directly at the young man.

Then, Yang Fei hit empty air.

His claws penetrated the young man's body without obstruction.

Yang Fei froze, realizing that the young man before him was gradually disappearing, turning into nothingness.

The next second, the young man's figure reappeared not far away, gazing at Yang Fei mockingly.

"Ten years ago, you might have fought me, but alas, you suffered heavenly punishment; surviving until now is already a miracle, long past your prime."

"Enough talk, bring your life here!"

Yang Fei missed his strike, tapping the stone steps with his toes, soaring into the air like a big bird.

He unleashed a Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal, descending from above to smash it down on the young man's head.