The sound in the hall calmed down.

A monk in gorgeous clothes was wiping the steps outside the hall. There were 9,999 steps in total, and it was known as the ladder of the Hall of Light.

He was holding a rag in his hand and had wiped it to the 9998th level.

"Another level, there will be nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times."

He wiped the sweat from his face. Although it was not a very tiring job, he wiped the steps continuously for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight times, but it was also very harsh.

When he slowly climbed up to the last step, the door of the golden hall in the distance suddenly opened with a "creak" sound. He subconsciously looked over, and seemed to have thought of something. He immediately closed his eyes, took the rag, and continued to wipe the last step.

"I said, when you wipe it ten thousand times, you will be free!"

A voice came.

The monk holding the rag trembled slightly and said, "I don't need freedom. I am willing to serve all the great masters forever."

"Oh? Really?"

The voice was full of doubt.

He lay on the steps, not daring to raise his head, not even dared to respond.

"I know very well what you are thinking. Don't use your scruples to plot against us!"

The voice said, “How many times have you wiped it?”

"It's still 9999 times away from this last level, and it's still 10,000 times away from 10,000 times."

The rag monk said with his head down.

"Wipe the rest later!"

The voice said, "From now on, you will control the Palace of Light and supervise the eighth level of heaven. Anyone who dares to break through the Immortal Emperor will be killed directly, do you understand?"

"ah!"

His hand holding the rag trembled slightly, and immediately reacted, saying, "Thank you for the cultivation of Emperor, thank you for the cultivation of Emperor!"

"You don't have to thank me. Letting you take charge of the Palace of Light will not only gain supreme rights, but also a responsibility!"

The voice said, "If you do something wrong, when we wake up, it will be your death, do you understand?"

"I understand, the little one understands!"

He lowered his head and said silly.

After waiting for a long time, the voice stopped coming. He raised his head and looked around, but found that the surroundings were empty and there was not even a ghost.

His eyes looked at the hall in the distance, with awe in his eyes, but as the pressure gradually disappeared, a brilliance also appeared in his eyes.

He threw the rag in his hand on the ground and slowly climbed up from the ground. This was the first time he had come to the golden hall and straightened his waist.

But when he stood up, he was a little frightened and asked tentatively: "Master Emperor, are you... still here?"

No one spoke, and he responded to resounding outside the hall, and he was sure that the one had disappeared.

The timidity in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a bit of indifference that had been in power for a long time. He looked at the open door of the hall and raised his feet and walked over.

He walked faster and faster, and finally entered the hall!

The hall was empty, and there was nothing but a chair, but he could never forget that he was humiliated and panic when he knelt in front of the chair!

The owner of this chair brought him unprecedented fear and oppression.

But all this became a thing of the past. He looked at the chair and walked over carefully. When he came to the front of the chair, he stretched out his hand, but he shrank back in an instant, and his body trembled slightly.

He looked around and asked, "Master Emperor, are you... you still here?"

Only his echo was echoed in the hall, and the fear in his eyes disappeared. He walked straight over and sat on the chair.

It was at this moment that he felt like he had returned to his prestige.

"Hahaha...hahaha...hahaha..."

His laughter came from the hall, proud and wild, but at the same time he felt a little sad. He didn't know how long it had passed.

But the feeling of falling from the peak to the abyss was so uncomfortable. He never thought that one day he would wipe the steps with a rag in front of a hall.

He was also discouraged and even thought about pursuing himself, but in the end he persisted. He believed that he would make a name for himself one day.

Although he was wiping the steps, he was standing at the highest point that people could not imagine.

Finally, today, he returned to the peak. When he sat on the chair, he seemed to have returned to the past. In his vision, the breath of all living beings in the eighth heaven appeared.

This ability to control life and death made the blood in his body boil.

"If I don't die, I will definitely be at the peak again in the future!"

He remembered the oath he made when he gritted his teeth and persevered. At this moment, this oath echoed in the hall in front of him, "Are you here, ants in the fairyland!"

Eighth Heaven!

Leng Qiao cried for a long time before gradually controlling her emotions.

This was the darkest moment in her life. She had never been as desperate as she was today, even though she had never thought that she could become an immortal emperor.

"I hope there will be some, otherwise it will be no different from the walking corpse."

Yi Qianmo said.

"Sir, is there really hope?"

She was worried about getting a negative answer.

"have!"

Yi Qianmo said, "As long as you believe, there will be something."

While speaking, Yi Qianmo gave her a nine-patterned dragon soul pill, which was enough for her to advance to the quasi-emperor realm.

Leng Qiao, who took the Dragon Soul Pill, but was not so confident, said: "What are the strengths of the nine immortal emperors? Why do they do this? They are already so strong, why don't they give us hope!"

"The hope given by others is alms."

Yi Qianmo said, "As for why they did this, there are many reasons, but I don't care about their reasons. I only know that if they don't die, the world will be invincible!"

"grown ups!!!"

Leng Qiao looked at him in a daze, and at this moment she felt light on Yi Qianmo's body.

"Go and find Chen Tianba."

Yi Qianmo said, "I found it and tell me."

Leng Qiao took the order and left. Yi Qianmo's figure flashed, left the area of ​​Taiyin Mountain, and entered the Void City.

The headquarters of the nine major forces is not in the Void City, but the nine major forces have strongholds in this Void City, and they jointly maintain the prosperity of this city.

But today is a little different. The monks passing by on the street are like walking corpses, with empty eyes.

The fall of the twelve immortal emperors has a huge blow to them. However, the most taboo thing for monks to do in their practice is to be unstable. If they cannot figure this out, they will risk becoming obsessed.

Yi Qianmo entered the base of July Fire, and the monks inside were not as good as those of the monks from outside.

"Let Yu Xuanji come to see me!"

Yi Qianmo said directly.

"Master Hades, the Palace Master once ordered that if Master Hades visit, he would hand over the jade slip to the Lord."

The head of the base handed over a jade slip.

He took the jade slip and glanced at it. Yu Xuanji only left a sentence in it: "If Lord Patriarch wants to see me, I will come and look for you!"

Yi Qianmo frowned, immediately burned a jade slip, handed it to the head, and said, "I know you have a way to pass it on to Yu Xuanji."

He left the jade slip, and his figure flashed and left the place.

Sure enough, the head held the jade slip and quickly sent it into the small teleportation array.

Far away in a secret place in the Eighth Heaven, Yu Xuanji received the jade slip through the small teleportation array. She frowned slightly, then opened the jade slip to check it out.

There were only two words on it, but Yu Xuanji, who saw these two words, had a sharp change in his expression, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"It's you!!!"

The blood evil on Yu Xuanji's body was boiling, but in just a moment, she put away the blood evil on her body and said, "No, if it were him, he wouldn't have provoked so directly!"

She knew Yi Qianmo so well. If it were Yi Qianmo, he would have practiced strong enough in secret, and then suddenly one day emerged to crush all her hopes.

"The furnace and cauldron?"

Yu Xuanji gritted his teeth and thought, suddenly, her eyes darkened, and she said, "Can it be a blood phoenix...?"

At this moment, she suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!