Wanjuan City.

In a magnificent palace.

Yan Yixin received the report and showed an incredible look.

"Father, is this person really having any cheating methods?

Or maybe Miss Xingyu, who had privately passed the supreme fighting technique to him in the Yan family?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

The man in blue robe shook his head and smiled, "Police is not the right way. It won't take long to finish it!"

"This ant is probably not as simple as my father said."

Yan Yixin's brows were slightly condensed, and she obviously didn't believe what the man in the blue robe said.

More than an hour later.

On the Wanjuantongtiantai, the seventh prince from the Yin Dynasty defeated a genius and appeared at the end of the second level.

He let out a long roar full of pleasure, and then shouted with murderous aura: "Fang Zhuo, the second level is that you are lucky. In this third level, I will crush you and let you collapse like Han Wufeng, the doomed spirit disperse!"

There were more than a dozen geniuses standing nearby, looking at the Seventh Prince, with a strange look.

The Seventh Prince was surprised and was about to ask questions. The geniuses looked up again and looked up at the top, with a little dull look.

"Can it be that Di Cang has reached the highest peak?

This person is simply against the will of heaven!”

The Seventh Prince followed the eyes of everyone.

The next moment, he was frozen there and turned into a stone sculpture.

At a height of more than 70 meters, there was a figure who was comprehending a page of books. Who wasn't Zhuo Buqun?

"How could it be so fast if it climbed seventy feet in such a short time?

Monster, this person is simply a monster!"

The seventh prince's mind roared.

Then he thought that he actually wanted to crush the other party in the third level, which was a joke.

In addition to being shocked, a feeling of powerlessness and frustration surged in the seventh prince's heart, "Does this person really need me to look up to this person's talent?"

The third level of the entire Wanquantongtiantai is a total of one hundred feet high. The higher you go, the fewer pages floating in the clouds and mists. At the same time, the closer you are to the highest origin of the Great Dao, there are thousands of great Dao. However, every great Dao will have its source. This is the origin of the Great Dao. The closer you are to the Great Dao, the more profound it becomes, and the more difficult it is to comprehend.

At this time, Zhuo Buqun was in a position of only thirty people. From it, you can see some familiar figures, such as Xiao Ting, Ao Beiming, Ji Wuchang and other top geniuses from the Tianhe Star Domain, and the others are from major star domains. Those who can get here are all real geniuses with outstanding talents.

The one at the top was Di Cang, who was only ten feet away from the end of the third level.

The second only to Di Cang is Badao Suli. The difference between the two is only two feet, which shows that this person's talent is also amazing.

These geniuses are all in the aperture emitted by the pages, concentrating on the rules contained in the pages, and they all look at them without distractions. For them, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is difficult to have it again if they miss it.

Zhuo Buqun also calmed down and no longer rushed to climb up.

For him, even if he reaches the highest peak, it doesn’t make much sense. He just needs to enter the top 100, and there is no need to show such shocking performance.

However, the main reason why he stopped was that the rules of the great way contained in the pages of this height also had great benefits to the way of the starry sky he practiced.

His starry sky avenue encompasses all the great ways, so it is above all the great ways and is the origin of all the great ways.

However, with the help of these branching paths, we can comprehend and confirm his starry sky path to improve our realm, and the benefits to him are self-evident.

Seeing that Zhuo Buqun was finally no longer so outrageous, many people breathed a sigh of relief. If he were like before, how could people accept it?

Three hours passed.

Zhuo Buqun is still there for a long time.

"This person must have been cheating before. At this time, he reached a high place and the road was deep, so he had no way to cheat and could not stop!"

"The previous performance was so amazing, but it was difficult to make progress at this time, so this is the only reason!"

Zhuo Buqun's performance at this time was very different from his previous performance against the will, which made everyone find a reasonable reason. Some people began to mock him, while others disdained him.

"As my father said, this person's way has come to an end, and his true form has been revealed at this moment!"

Yan Yixin got the news again and sneered with disdain.

"It's almost done!"

Zhuo Buqun finished his comprehending and flashed out of his aperture.

Everyone's attention was once again attracted.

After half a stick of incense, Zhuo Buqun once again successfully crossed one field and climbed up one foot.

Those who mocked him before closed their mouths tightly.

When Yan Yixin received the news, her face became a little ugly, and even the man in the blue robe was slightly moved.

“The way of faith?”

Zhuo Buqun entered an aperture and sensed the rules in the pages. It was the way of faith. After thinking about it, he sat down in the aperture and began to concentrate on comprehending.

After a moment, a figure flashed out from the clouds above and fell into the aperture where Zhuo Buqun was. It was Ji Wuchang, a genius from the Holy Tribute Sect in the Tianhe Star Domain.

The Holy Tripod Sect fighters practiced the way of faith. Unfortunately, Ji Wuchang's realm was limited and he failed to understand the rules in the pages thoroughly. This time, the upward impact failed and had to retreat and re-comprehension.

"What are you actually practicing the way of faith?"

Seeing Zhuo Buqun, Ji Wuchang was stunned for a moment.

Zhuo Buqun responded with a smile: "It will always be beneficial to know more about it."

"Arrogant and ignorant, arrogant!"

Ji Wuchang sneered, no longer paid attention to Zhuo Buqun, and focused on re-comprehension the pages.

More than two hours passed by, Ji Wuchang slowly opened his eyes and showed a helpless look. He had to admit that due to the limitations of realm and talent, it was difficult to understand the rules in the pages thoroughly in a short period of time.

"Forget it, try it all the way, maybe you will have a chance to succeed!"

Ji Wuchang's eyes flashed, and he showed a decisive look and stood up.

Then he saw Zhuo Buqun who was still comprehending, and sneered: "You comprehend slowly, I'll take the lead!"

After saying that, he flashed out of the aperture and stepped into the clouds.

After a while, Zhuo Buqun also ended his understanding and headed straight into the clouds and mist.

The scene in front of me changed drastically, turning into a field shrouded by the power of pure and majestic faith. At the top of the space, there was a blurred light and shadow, and behind me there was a aperture, like a god, emitting holy light, shining the entire space.

There were countless phantoms vaguely worshiping the god.

As soon as Zhuo Buqun appeared, a mysterious and sacred power of faith immediately enveloped him, wanting to surrender to the gods, worship them, and offer his most pious faith.

At this time, Ji Wuchang was struggling to speed up. The Douling Spirit floated above his head, emitting the power of incense and faith. Wherever he went, figures worshiped him and then followed him to kill the god.

When approaching the gods, Ji Wuchang could no longer go further, and his whole body was trembling violently, obviously it was difficult to continue to support him.

"I'm not willing!"

Ji Wuchang let out a roar full of unwillingness and retreated rapidly. He had to retreat at this time, otherwise he would be backfired and hurt his avenue.

Zhuo Buqun shook his head and smiled, headed straight for the sky, and figures worshiped him one after another, then followed him and killed the gods in the sky, quickly surpassing Ji Wuchang.

“How is that possible?

How could his realm in the way of faith surpass me?”

Ji Wuchang stared at Zhuo Buqun's figure blankly, his eyes filled with shock, and then turned into strong jealousy.

"My path is over here, and you can't go any further!"

The jealousy in Ji Wuchang's heart turned into a resentful aura, urging the Dou Ling, and the breath spread.

In the surrounding space, layers of phantoms immediately appeared, and they worshiped Ji Wuchang together, which was as many as 100,000, as if they were his believers.

"Suppress!"

Ji Wuchang waved his arms, and 100,000 believers rushed towards Zhuo Buqun in a mighty manner.
Chapter completed!