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Returning from Fairy, Qin Tian began his seclusion.
He was very satisfied with the power of the Heavenly Seal.
Thus, he seized the time to continue his cultivation.
Three days later.
A loud explosion echoed from Qin Tian's Cave.
Soon after, his Heavenly Seal finally reached its peak.
Although he was just one step away from perfection.
Qin Tian was not one to stay idle. After cultivating the Heavenly Seal to its peak, he had no intention of resting.
He turned and headed to the Nine Dragons Hall.
Qin Tian had visited the Nine Dragons Hall many times before.
However, he had to admit that the improvements he gained here were unmatched by any other place.
Therefore, Qin Tian planned to break through to the Channeling Realm and ascend to the Nine Heavens here.
On this day, the platform in front of the Nine Dragons Hall was bustling with activity.
Countless high-ranking Inner Sect Disciples appeared here, all showing utmost respect.
Everything was because Qin Tian had arrived!
It was unclear who had revealed Qin Tian's whereabouts, but in no time, the Nine Dragons Hall was filled to capacity.
Numerous people gathered, all eager to witness Brother Qin create a legend.
Or perhaps, become a laughingstock.
It must be said that the Nine Dragons Hall did not care how high your cultivation was; as long as you had not stepped into the Qi Control Realm, everyone was treated equally.
The only criteria were talent and potential.
Even if one had reached the peak of Channeling Realm at Nine Heavens, sometimes their performance here could pale in comparison to that of someone at Channeling Realm Eight Heavens.
"I wonder if Brother Qin will make history today."
"Come on, I just can't believe Brother Qin can surpass Sister Gong."
Most people held little hope for Qin Tian.
Only a small number had confidence in him.
Bang!
A powerful surge of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy suddenly swept down from the Palace above.
Boom.
The platform was nearly shattered, but fortunately, the protective array set up by the elders held strong.
It did not collapse.
Qin Tian swung his fists, relentlessly pushing towards the higher Palace.
Half a day had passed, and flashes of light flickered in the sky.
Each flicker signified that Qin Tian had cleared another level.
Many who had come to witness the spectacle were left dumbfounded.
What was happening?
The Nine Dragons Hall, which even Sister Gong could not conquer, was being traversed by Qin Tian with ease?
Whoosh!
The blinding Sword Radiance almost obscured the heavens and the earth.
Countless people were unable to open their eyes.
They could not see the specific situation of the battle in the sky.
At that moment, in one corner of the platform, a figure slowly emerged.
She gazed at the Nine Dragons Hall, seemingly able to pierce through the dazzling Sword Radiance and see the battle within.
"After a few days apart, his swordsmanship has reached this level. Impressive!"
As the Sword Radiance dissipated, everyone finally noticed a figure beside them—a girl dressed in white like snow, with flowing long hair, resembling a celestial being.
Gong Xueyi.
She stood among the crowd, yet felt completely out of place.
Like an iceberg, she was independent from the world.
Gulp.
A large group of Inner Sect Disciples surrounding Gong Xueyi couldn't help but swallow hard.
These disciples rarely had the chance to see her in person.
At this moment, they stared in disbelief at the figure who seemed to have descended from the heavens.
Yet no one dared to speak up.
Not just them; even Qin Tian sometimes hesitated to break the cold atmosphere in front of Gong Xueyi.
After a long while, someone finally mustered the courage to speak.
"Sister Gong, hello. I am an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple who has admired you for a long time. Could you... could you give me an autograph?"
This Inner Sect Disciple, who usually held a high status in front of outsiders, appeared like a child before Gong Xueyi.
"Mm."
Gong Xueyi, perhaps accustomed to such requests, casually waved her hand in the air, and three graceful characters fell onto the disciple's robe.
In an instant, she flicked her sleeve lightly, and her figure appeared like a ghost, suddenly materializing on a mountain peak several dozen feet away.
It seemed she intentionally distanced herself from the crowd.
One person on one peak, gazing at the Nine Dragons Hall.
This individual, bestowed with a name by Gong Xueyi, the Inner Sect Disciple, remained in a daze for quite some time.
Clutching his clothes, he appeared to be entranced.
"I have received Sister Gong's name, hahaha..."
He flew away on his sword, swiftly departing from the scene and returning to his Cave.
Hastily, he offered up the clothes; this was a Treasure that could be passed down from father to son and from son to grandson.
Seeing someone successfully receive Sister Gong's name, countless Inner Sect Disciples swallowed hard, casting their gazes toward the solitary figure of Gong Xueyi several dozen feet away.
Yet, no one dared to approach her again.
Sister Gong had already made her stance clear.
That was the first time and the last time.
This small commotion was quickly subdued by the overwhelming Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surging from within the Nine Dragons Hall.
Boom!
A loud explosion echoed.
Then, the overwhelming Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surged uncontrollably from the Palace, sweeping in like a storm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a series of explosive sounds, even the platform protected by the Sect's formation was nearly shattered.
If it weren't for Gong Xueyi's intervention at the last moment, there would have truly been casualties.
"The Nine Dragons Hall is this ruthless in the later stages? How is that possible?"
"I can't believe it. I remember when Sister Gong challenged it, it wasn't this brutal!"
"Who knows?"
On the damaged platform, countless Inner Sect Disciples retreated, not daring to stay any longer.
They feared for their lives.
Buzz.
At that moment, an eight-colored rainbow hung above the Nine Dragons Hall.
Eighth Level.
Passed!
In just half a day, Qin Tian had already broken through the Eighth Level.
Not only were countless Inner Sect Disciples shocked behind him, but even Gong Xueyi, standing alone on the peak, wore an expression of astonishment.
Eighth Level!
How did he get past?
Boom!
A figure appeared before the Ninth Level.
His clothes were completely torn.
On his emaciated body, muscles gleaming with a golden sheen were exposed to everyone’s gaze.
"Is this your secret?" Gong Xueyi murmured.
However, even with her knowledge, she couldn’t discern how these muscles, shining with a golden glow, had been cultivated.
At this moment, on another peak, a robust figure stepped forward.
He gazed indifferently at Qin Tian in the sky.
Yet, anyone could see that beneath his nonchalant expression lay a hint of apprehension.
A deep apprehension.
"Qin Tian, what kind of trump card do you possess? It seems that when Gong Xueyi urged me to withdraw, she really did give me face. She didn’t want me to suffer too much!"
The figure before him was Ren Peak, Pei Haidong.
Pei Haidong looked at Qin Tian with a hint of surprise, but unexpectedly, Qin Tian in the air trembled violently.
Immediately after, the overwhelming spiritual power in the air surged wildly toward his body.
Bang.
Amidst a series of explosive sounds, several meridians within Qin Tian were simultaneously opened.
His cultivation soared from Channeling Realm, Eight Heavens, to Nine Heavens in an instant!
"This cultivation is truly difficult to break through. After stepping through so many levels consecutively, I finally accumulated enough to reach Nine Heavens."
Qin Tian stared at his hands in disbelief. He didn't know how others broke through; he only knew that his own breakthrough felt as challenging as climbing to the heavens.
He had thought that reaching the Eighth Level would be sufficient for a breakthrough. Who would have imagined that navigating through the dangers of the Eighth Level would only lead him to Nine Heavens?
As for when he could break into Qi Control Realm, he no longer cared.
Let it happen naturally!
With a thought, as the Flying Sword beneath his feet dissipated, his figure vanished into the last palace.
No matter what, he was determined to challenge this Ninth Hall of the Nine Dragons Hall, which seemed to have been untouched for hundreds of years.
“Is he at the Ninth Level? If I remember correctly, it hasn't happened in hundreds of years, right?”
The overwhelming presence that had supported Gong Xueyi just moments ago now fell silent.
Having reached the Eighth Level, even Gong Xueyi had not achieved this.
Could it be that Qin Tian's talent surpasses that of Gong Xueyi?
Many people looked at Gong Xueyi in astonishment.
However, they quickly refrained from further speculation.
One was an ethereal fairy untouched by worldly affairs.
The other was a Heavenly Pride rising from a trivial background.
Each of them held their own preferences in their hearts.
That was enough!
“Xueyi, do you think he can pass the Ninth Level?”
On another peak, Pei Haidong slowly spoke up.
“There’s a ten percent chance.”
Gong Xueyi shook her head.
“Even a ten percent chance? You really have faith in him, don’t you?”
Unexpectedly, upon hearing the possibility of a one in ten chance, Pei Haidong was momentarily taken aback.
"I have heard from my master that this final trial is essentially a matter of fate. Whether one can succeed depends solely on the individual, not on talent. So, even if you and I are fortunate enough to step into the Ninth Level, it doesn't mean we have any real hope."
Gong Xueyi rarely spoke so much in one go.
At the foot of the mountain, many disciples looked at Gong Xueyi in surprise.
In their memories, she was not someone who enjoyed talking; she preferred to communicate through glances.
What was going on with her today?
"Are you saying... he might be the one the Ninth Level is waiting for?"
Pei Haidong never expected Gong Xueyi to hold Qin Tian in such high regard.
They had no connection.
Could he really believe that?
Suppressing the anger he felt towards Qin Tian, Pei Haidong's complex gaze fell upon the Ninth Palace.
He wanted to see if this guy could truly pass through the Ninth Hall.
...
...
At the same time, as Qin Tian entered the Ninth Hall.
In the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, all powerful elders, regardless of what they were doing or where they were, came to a halt.
They looked in astonishment towards the direction of the Nine Dragons Hall.
"Who is this? How could they step into the Ninth Level?"
"If the first seven levels test Talent and aptitude, then the Eighth Level confirms whether this is indeed the person the Nine Dragons Hall has been waiting for over a thousand years. Who could possibly break through the Eighth Level?"
"Incredible."
Countless elders were filled with disbelief at that moment.
Even in a hidden place within the Xuan Yang Sword Sect, unknown to most, there was a change.
Here, ancient trees towered into the sky.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy felt almost solid.
Some powerful beasts were as massive as mountains.
At this moment, regardless of what these beasts were doing, they all trembled as Qin Tian stepped into the Ninth Level.
A sense of submission emanating from deep within their souls compelled them to kneel on the ground.
And they knelt in the direction of the Ninth Hall.
Deeper within the secret realm, dense Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy obscured everything here.
However, one could faintly see that this place was... a grave.
The eerie atmosphere, combined with the dense spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth that was almost solid, merged together.
It transformed into a unique power that could only exist in this place.
Inside the tomb, there were three coffins.
As Qin Tian stepped into the Ninth Hall, the three coffins slowly opened.
Three figures gradually sat up.
They gazed towards the direction of the Ninth Hall and slowly spoke.
"Is it you?"
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