Chapter 225: Ascending the Heavenly Stairs Together

"Feng Wushuang, you can't defeat me."

Jin Yan also stepped forward, although it was difficult, he finally stood on the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

More and more people began to surge towards the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

Although the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs seemed to be just an ancient path, it seemed to contain the essence of space. Despite the millions of people climbing at the same time, there was no congestion.

Suddenly, screams rang out as some people couldn't even stand steady on their first step and were forcibly blasted out by a terrifying force, falling like kites with broken strings, crashing hundreds of feet down, their fates uncertain.

This scene made the crowd gasp in shock, their expressions instantly losing their initial fervor and sharpness.

Unable to even stand steady on the first level of the Heavenly Stairs, how could they face themselves in the future, let alone dare to call themselves geniuses? This moment, everyone finally understood the meaning behind the phrase "Without being extraordinary, one cannot ascend the Heavenly Stairs. Otherwise, one must bear the consequences themselves."

If they couldn't achieve what they desired, could they still face themselves in the future and regain their confidence?

Many people began to waver, no longer daring to attempt the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs. Any failure to meet expectations would be a great blow to themselves, especially since this was their inherent talent, something that couldn't be changed by effort alone.

Many people started to retreat, perhaps out of fear of disappointment or perhaps because their mentality had already collapsed.

"Ye Chen!"

Feng Wushuang's beautiful eyes flickered with determination, showing no signs of wavering.

"You go ahead first, let's see you prove yourself," Ye Chen smiled.

Feng Wushuang smiled brightly, feeling happy. Regardless of the outcome today, as long as she gave it her all, she would have no regrets. Even if she couldn't surpass Jin Yan and Hu Hao, she had tried her best, and that was enough for her to hold her head high without regrets.

However, her determination left no room for failure.

Looking up, Hu Hao had already reached the third level of the Heavenly Stairs, steadily advancing without any signs of hesitation.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wushuang also took a step forward.

Brilliant stars fell, enveloping Feng Wushuang in an instant. At this moment, her world seemed to change. Looking around, there was only her and the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

This feeling was very strange.

But Feng Wushuang didn't have time to think about it. The brilliant stars seemed to weigh down on her like a hundred thousand mountains, pressing down fiercely as if they wanted to crush her flesh and blood.

Her instinct was to retreat, but her unwillingness surged in her heart. Gritting her teeth, she allowed herself to be oppressed.

"I, Feng Wushuang, will never be defeated. Even if I fail, I will not lose to the shameless Jin Yan, Hu Hao, and others," Feng Wushuang muttered to herself, her determination reaching its peak.

Even if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, even if it was hell, nothing could stop her.

Taking another step, the pressure seemed to increase exponentially, causing her feet to tremble lightly. She couldn't help but slide backward, almost falling off the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

Her face was pale, but seeing the backs of Hu Hao and Jin Yan spurred her on even more.

Another scream sounded beside her, and more and more people were blasted off, falling to the ground one after another, spitting blood and looking even more dejected.

They couldn't accept it. Why could they only take two or three steps? Was their talent really so unbearable?

Many people screamed in pain, unwilling to accept such results. Obviously, they had developed doubts about themselves and found it difficult to face their hearts directly.

Their remaining life had been wasted.

This scene scared the vast majority of people, and they no longer dared to try.

Without being extraordinary, one cannot ascend the Heavenly Stairs.

They didn't want to see their talents clearly, nor did they want their beliefs to be shattered.

Meanwhile, in the Imperial City.

Outside the main hall were layers of ancient stone steps, with a projection above them showing the scene of the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs, as if the end of the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs was descending here.

At this moment, on the wide ground outside the main hall, countless figures stood, numbering in the hundreds.

Even the weakest among them were high-level Saint Martial warriors, the elite of the entire Great Yan.

"Do you think Ye Wuji will really dare to come?"

"I think he might not dare to come. Even if the rumors are true, how can our Great Yan be provoked by a mere Saint Martial Sixth Level? If he comes, he will surely have no way back."

"Maybe he has already fallen from the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs, who knows?"

Many noble lords whispered to each other.

"They must return today?" Yan Qingyun, with a slight smile, his eyes flashing with a trace of strangeness.

But soon, it was suppressed again, quietly watching the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

At the same time, he looked towards Zhao Huaiyun, who stepped forward, "Your Majesty."

"Have Duke Qiyan, Marquis Guangwu, and Marquis Changsheng not returned yet?" Yan Qingyun asked in a low voice.

"The three dukes have sent messages, saying they will definitely return today," Zhao Huaiyun replied.

Duke Qiyan, Marquis Guangwu, and Marquis Changsheng were the three strongest dukes of Great Yan. Especially Duke Qiyan, he was Yan Qingyun's own brother, known as Qiyan.

As the name suggests, he was on par with Great Yan and his status was comparable to Yan Qingyun's.

Such a title, there was only one in Great Yan.

"They must return today?" Yan Qingyun's mouth curved upwards, a hint of strangeness flashing in his eyes.

But soon, it was restrained again as he quietly observed the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs.

At the same time, tens of thousands of people were standing in the sky ten miles away from the Yan Yun Heavenly Stairs, all of them powerful martial artists.

These were all affiliated sects of the Great Yan Imperial Family. Today was the day when Ye Wuji descended upon Great Yan. Although the Imperial Family did not call upon them to resist, how could they dare not come?

If Ye Wuji really managed to overthrow Great Yan, it would be an earth-shattering event.

"I wonder if Ye Wuji dares to come."

A sect master spoke, with a hint of anticipation in his expression, as if hoping for a reshuffle in Great Yan.

"Even if he comes, Ye Wuji is by no means the enemy of Great Yan. I'm curious, who would dare to kill Qingxuanzi in this Imperial City?" Hu Tianming, the master of the Qing Shui Cliff, said meaningfully.

With these words, everyone clearly saw Sword Xinghe of the Five Peaks Sword Sect frown.

The master of the Five Elements Sect, True Person Wuxing, and Feng Yangzi beside him were even more trembling with fear.

"Sword Master, this matter has nothing to do with our Five Elements Sect. Wind Wushuang was expelled from the sect long ago," True Person Wuxing said with a trembling voice.

"Whether it's related or not, I will find out myself," Sword Xinghe waved his hand.

Although it seemed like a fair statement, it actually implied that if he was satisfied, then it was irrelevant, but if he wasn't, then it was relevant.

This made True Person Wuxing and Feng Yangzi both inwardly bitter.

It seemed that the Five Elements Sect was destined to suffer.

All of this was thanks to Wind Wushuang and Ye Chen. Even if the Five Peaks Sword Sect didn't make a move, the Five Elements Sect would still have to pay the price.