Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 659 - 0660 Eight Hundred Steps! (Fourth Update)

Chapter 659: 0660 Eight Hundred Steps! (Fourth Update)

This was no even ground, yet the person breezed past as if walking on flat land, their silhouette flashed, and they left the two behind!

Sun Baichi looked towards Yue Lun, hoping the other could tell him that the scene just now was an illusion; however, Yue Lun’s expression was just as shocked as his.

"Among us climbing the stairs, only Ji Lingchen, Mu Cannan, and Shi Qingbing can swiftly move up like this where we are. Could this person be comparable to those three?" Yue Lun mumbled dumbfounded.

"Who is he? Which ancient clan does he belong to that he can surpass the three great talents? Only I, Sun Baichi, can do that!" Sun Baichi wanted to catch up, but every step he took was tremendously difficult, as if he was pushing a boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds.

Compared with the silhouette from just now, it was like heaven and earth, not at all on the same level.

Sun Baichi was unwilling to accept this, even though the pressure was so great that he could hardly breathe, and even though his body might give out first, Sun Baichi still wanted to move forward.

Bang!

With one step, Sun Baichi couldn’t keep his foothold at all; his entire body whooshed down the stairs, instantly falling to the very bottom.

"Someone else is coming down!"

"Could it be that person?"

"Could it be Brother Ye?"

While Sun Baichi had not completely fallen, many people were guessing, thinking that it was Ye Qiu was not in the minority, but when they saw clearly that this person was actually the talented Sun Baichi from the upper stream ancient Sun family, they all widened their eyes.

Sun Baichi’s face was gloomy; he had managed to reach stair 650 but, in the end, couldn’t make it to the very top in one go.

Mo Ye and Sun Baichi fell from the staircase one after another; many people learned how many stairs Sun Baichi had ascended, and they all admired that Mo Ye’s talent was almost on par with Sun Baichi.

Some people asked Sun Baichi how many stairs Ye Qiu had climbed, but facing this inquiry, Sun Baichi just coldly glanced at the person and then closed his eyes to recover his energy.

The ones sitting here, apart from those unwilling to climb the stairs, thinking they had no chance for luck, were also some who didn’t want to give up, struggling to regain their strength, aspiring to have another shot.

Before long, Yue Lun also came down, reaching stair 662; though he couldn’t catch up to Ye Qiu, compared with Sun Baichi, he was a notch better.

Unlike Sun Baichi’s cold character, Yue Lun was relatively amiable. Some people plucked up the courage to come and inquire, and Yue Lun recounted the situation on the staircase.

Upon hearing that Ye Qiu had surpassed 700 stairs, everyone present inhaled sharply, especially those like Xiang Da and Li Ren who climbed the stairs with Ye Qiu, they all showed surprise; Ye Qiu ascending more than 700 steps truly exceeded their expectations.

"Even the prodigies from the upper stream ancient clans like Sun Baichi and Yue Lun have been surpassed, could Brother Ye really be comparable to the strongest talents of the three great ancient clans?" Li Ren muttered, breaking the silence.

More and more people were showing the expectation that Ye Qiu might catch up to Ji Lingchen and others; perhaps he could contend with the three great talents.

After stepping onto the 700th stair, Ye Qiu’s speed slowed down; even with his body being extraordinary, he felt the oppression descending from above, trying to push him down, compelling one to halt progress.

Ye Qiu was no stranger to such pressure; he had experienced pressure training at the Dragon Group base before.

Of course, the pressure he encountered there seemed somewhat relaxed compared to the pressure on the current stairs.

But regarding resistance to pressure, he had quite a few insights. Ye Qiu knew that there was still some distance from his own limit, with more than 200 stairs left, he might be able to reach the very top.

Pressure could be a difficulty, but also a driving force.

Ye Qiu felt the pressure his body endured; every cell in his body was wriggling, releasing and absorbing more energy, to maintain his strength.

As the pressure grew more terrifying, Ye Qiu knew he was about to face a contest of squeezing and testing of his physical limits.

One step, two steps...

Ye Qiu’s footsteps tapped on the stairs with a steady sound as he continued to ascend, seven hundred and twenty steps, seven hundred and thirty steps...

Half an hour later, Ye Qiu reached the eight hundredth step.

As he stepped onto the eight hundredth stair, the pressure suddenly doubled again. This level of pressure was more than ten times that of the strongest pressure at the Dragon Group base, truly terrifying. Any ordinary person faced with such pressure would instantly be crushed into a pulp; only powerful Martial Artists could rely on their robust bodies to withstand such astonishing pressure.

Although Ye Qiu’s pace had slowed considerably, he was still moving forward.

Soon, he discovered several young Martial Artists, but they were not Ji Lingchen, Mu Cannan, or Shi Qingbing; they were other prodigies from the three ancient clans.

"Besides the descendants of our three ancient clans, who else could ascend to this place!"

"This Great Emperor’s chance was not intended for those ancient clans to seize. I don’t know which damned person leaked the information, attracting so many descendants of the ancient clans. Thankfully, with so many obstacles, we have ultimately kept these weaklings outside, sparing us the irritation."

"The Emperor Level opportunity will inevitably belong to my Ji clan."

"Isn’t it a bit early to say that? My Mu clan may not just stand aside."

"Don’t forget about our Shi clan, either."

These descendants, ranked below Ji Lingchen, Mu Cannan, and Shi Qingbing in the three clans, also possessed high talent. It was only because they were overshadowed by the other three that they didn’t shine as brightly. Otherwise, each of them could be called a genius.

Listening to these descendants of the three clans, who sat on the stairs without advancing, Ye Qiu couldn’t help but walk over with a cold laugh.

Eh?

"How come... someone is climbing up here?"

Soon, a prodigy from the Shi clan pointed at Ye Qiu’s figure and exclaimed in surprise.

Hmm?

In an instant, six or seven pairs of eyes shot towards him. Ye Qiu looked at one of them, who was Mu Canshou.

"Which ancient clan does this descendant belong to? To have come this far, we certainly cannot let him outpace us!" someone prepared to climb again.

"This person seems to have malevolent intentions!" Mu Canshou discerned the murderous intent in Ye Qiu’s eyes, showing an expression of great interest. He hadn’t felt this kind of gaze in the ancient lands before.

"It wasn’t easy for you to get this far, but if you think you can actually obtain the Emperor Level opportunity, you are mistaken." Mu Canshou instinctively felt repulsed by Ye Qiu’s gaze and was moved to act.

"Everyone, attack, and do not let him advance any further, or he will disrupt our three great prodigies’ competition!" Mu Canshou suddenly said.

The descendants of the Shi and Ji clans promptly stood up, indeed unable to allow Ye Qiu to disrupt the great matters of their ancient clans’ geniuses.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Several figures rushed towards Ye Qiu, ready to forcefully drag him down.

Ye Qiu faced the difficulty head-on and was suddenly attacked by the prodigies of the three ancient clans together, intent on beating him down these eight hundred stairs.

"The prodigies of the three ancient clans... it’s time to take back some interest. Retribution begins with you!"

Suddenly, a powerful killing intent burst from Ye Qiu, enveloping all the descendants of the three ancient clans before him.