Myriad Daos of the Heaven

Zhou Fang had also reached his limit, standing at the ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and seventieth step.

His entire body trembled, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His legs quaked, unable to bear the pressure of the Ancient Heavenly Dao. He was on the verge of collapsing to his knees.

But he refused to yield and was determined to press on.

On the Extreme Celestial Tier, the benefits gained from each additional step among the final ninety-nine were extraordinary.

That was why the top geniuses of these regions would risk everything just to advance one more step.

The more one was baptized by the Celestial Dao, the greater their strength would increase upon entering the Six Paths Illusion Realm.

At the very front, Tang Han, Suotu, and the white-robed nun were not in much better condition than Zhou Fang.

The only difference was that they had gone further and were much closer to the end of the Extreme Celestial Tier.

At this moment, Zhou Fang was screaming inwardly, trying to psych himself up. ’I can definitely do this!’

He was struggling desperately, unwilling to give up.

But just then, he suddenly saw Jiang Jichen and Ye Rou beside him, chatting, laughing, and flirting.

Compared to him, every step they took seemed utterly effortless, making them look incredibly carefree.

Moreover, the two of them walked side-by-side, incredibly intimate, just like a couple.

Zhou Fang was currently enduring his absolute limit of pressure. His body trembled, it was difficult to move, and he was holding his breath.

He couldn’t speak. If he did, he would release that breath and would surely be unable to withstand the pressure of the Celestial Dao.

If he could just keep holding his breath, he believed he could take a few more steps.

At that moment, seeing Jiang Jichen and Ye Rou acting so intimately, rage and killing intent surged wildly in his heart, threatening to make him explode.

Moreover, he was utterly shocked that Jiang Jichen and Ye Rou had actually made it this far and were even about to surpass him.

What he found most unacceptable was that they still looked so incredibly relaxed and carefree.

"That damn couple!"

’Jiang Jichen, I will kill you! And you, Ye Rou, you bitch! You’re mine!’

Zhou Fang roared and bellowed in his heart.

But he couldn’t speak!

He could only stare at Jiang Jichen and Ye Rou with his bloodshot eyes.

They were filled with venom, fury, and hatred...

Jiang Jichen naturally saw Zhou Fang as well. He had originally planned to ignore him and walk away.

After all, fighting was forbidden here. Otherwise, he would have seized this opportunity and killed Zhou Fang with a single palm strike long ago.

Others might fear his status as the Young Sect Master of Creation, but Jiang Jichen was fearless!

However, upon seeing the hatred in Zhou Fang’s eyes, Jiang Jichen suddenly stopped.

"Well now, if it isn’t Young Sect Master Zhou Fang?"

"What a fateful encounter to meet you here!"

Jiang Jichen said cheekily, standing beside Zhou Fang.

Hearing Jiang Jichen’s words, Zhou Fang’s face turned livid.

’Fateful my ass! Who the hell would be fated to meet a piece of trash like you?’

Zhou Fang cursed inwardly, but he couldn’t speak. He had to hold his breath.

Jiang Jichen was clearly aware of Zhou Fang’s current predicament.

"What’s this? Young Sect Master Zhou isn’t answering me. Do you disdain speaking with me? Or could it be that the Young Sect Master is still angry at me?"

Jiang Jichen continued to speak.

Zhou Fang still said nothing, merely staring fiercely at Jiang Jichen. His body trembled, and he clenched his teeth so hard they nearly shattered.

’Talk my ass,’ he cursed inwardly. ’You know damn well I can’t speak right now. You’re just doing this to piss me off, aren’t you?’

’And you’re asking if I’m still angry at you?’

’Can’t you tell?’

’Do you even need to ask?’

Zhou Fang roared in his heart. Unfortunately, he couldn’t speak.

He just wanted Jiang Jichen to get lost. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from cursing out loud.

If he spoke, all his progress would be for nothing.

What’s more, ever since Jiang Jichen had appeared, his mind had grown restless, and he was finding it increasingly difficult to withstand the pressure of the Celestial Dao.

However, Jiang Jichen was in no hurry to leave. He seemed prepared to stand there and make small talk with Zhou Fang.

Just then, Jiang Jichen let out a sudden sigh. "Alas, I know you’re angry with me, but how could outsiders possibly understand the bond between us? Hmph. They think that by killing your attendant, I was acting against you. Little do they know, Brother Zhou Fang and I hold a mutual admiration for each other, as close as blood brothers. The person I killed was trying to sabotage our relationship! A vile person like that deserved to die; his death is nothing to be mourned. I hope Brother Zhou Fang can understand my well-intentioned efforts on your behalf!"

Jiang Jichen’s performance was one of profound brotherly love, and his voice sounded earnest and full of meaning.

To an unknowing observer, it might have actually seemed believable.

They would be fooled by Jiang Jichen’s acting and assume the two were frenemies.

However, Zhou Fang was stunned by Jiang Jichen’s utterly shameless words.

’Mutual admiration? Close as brothers?’

’Killing my attendant was for my own good?’

’For fuck’s sake, Jiang Jichen, could you be any more shameless?’

Zhou Fang was furious, on the verge of madness. Hatred surged through him, reaching for the heavens.

Then, he felt his blood and vital energy rush to his head.

"PUH!"

Zhou Fang had already been suppressing himself to the point of internal injury. He finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

’Not good!’

After spitting out the blood, Zhou Fang cried out inwardly. His expression became incredibly grim.

Because with that mouthful of blood, the breath he had been holding was gone.

Zhou Fang could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure of the Celestial Dao.

He had been enduring with all his might, his legs already trembling as he shouldered the weight of the Celestial Dao.

Now that his breath was gone, his body immediately faltered, and he fell to his knees on the Celestial Tier.

In truth, he could have given up earlier, stopped where he was, and been teleported away.

But Zhou Fang had insisted on holding on. Then he ran into Jiang Jichen and was so enraged by his words that he lost his composure.

Then, the sudden pressure of the Celestial Dao forced him to his knees.

Kneeling meant being forcibly subjugated by the Celestial Dao!

Thus, Zhou Fang had submitted. His body began to turn ethereal, and he was about to be teleported to the Six Paths Illusion Realm—while on his knees.

"Jiang Jichen, you bastard! You piece of trash! If I don’t tear you to shreds, I swear I’m not fit to be called a man!"

Now, Zhou Fang could naturally speak.

In the instant he was being teleported away on his knees, Zhou Fang unleashed a torrent of curses.

His hatred for Jiang Jichen had reached the point where he wanted to flay him alive, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.

Jiang Jichen’s expression turned sorrowful. "Brother Zhou, to think I treated you with such kindness, yet you hate me so deeply."

Then, his tone shifted, becoming heroic and bold as he continued, "So be it! From this day forward, all ties between us are severed. The next time we meet, one of us will die. I, Jiang Jichen, am just that direct—a man who is clear about his friends and his foes."

"AHH..."

"PUH!"

In the instant Zhou Fang was teleported away, he let out a wild scream and was so enraged that he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"..."

The surrounding spectators were stunned speechless, frozen on the spot.

On the Extreme Celestial Tier, combat was forbidden. It was fundamentally impossible for one person to harm another.

And yet, Jiang Jichen had, with mere words, provoked Zhou Fang into spitting blood twice and forced him to a halt at the ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and seventieth step.

Everyone was utterly shocked. They stared at Jiang Jichen with strange expressions.

Jiang Jichen, however, just smiled proudly and thought to himself, ’So what if he’s the Young Sect Master of the Creation Sect? With just a few words, I can make him cough up blood and retreat in defeat. Wounding an enemy without leaving a trace.’

At this, Ye Rou couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. "Jichen, I never realized you had such an astonishing talent. I’m truly impressed!"

Jiang Jichen replied with an air of detached superiority, "Don’t mind that. That’s not the real me. Let’s go."