Chapter 273 - 165: Saint Venerable Shocked, All Saints Descend, a White-Robed Figure Reigning Like a Young Sovereign

Chapter 273: Chapter 165: Saint Venerable Shocked, All Saints Descend, a White-Robed Figure Reigning Like a Young Sovereign

The very moment Jiang Hao’s foot landed...

WHOOSH!

A light breeze swept down from the top of the Holy Ladder, billowing the young man’s robes. It was as if it were telling him that taking this step would elevate him to a whole new level—he was about to enter a new domain.

BOOM!

The instant Jiang Hao fully stepped onto that holy step, an unprecedented oppressive pressure crashed down upon him, as if descending from beyond the heavens. He visibly trembled, barely managing to steady himself. With a fierce step forward, he firmly planted himself on the ninety-first holy step.

In that instant...

BONG!

A phantom of an unimaginably massive, ancient divine bell appeared at the Peak of the Firmament. It trembled violently, letting out an endlessly majestic chime that seemed to reach the heavens themselves.

The melodious power of the chime poured down, rippling like transparent waves across the entire Thousand Sect Island Realm. Wherever the ripples passed, endless Flowers of the Great Dao bloomed, withered, and bloomed again in the void.

This scene instantly alarmed countless Divine Kings and ancient Saints. Across the myriad sects and deep within endless islands, imposing figures with ancient auras all raised their heads, their eyes filled with shock.

"Nine levels of the Celestial Tier? Three Thousand Dao Flowers?"

"Someone has ascended the ninety-first holy step?"

"The Beardless Sect?"

RUSTLE!

It wasn’t just the Divine Kings and Saints who were in an uproar. At this moment, countless Cultivators across the entire Thousand Sects Island sensed the anomaly. They all looked up at the firmament, the shock in their eyes indescribable.

But before anyone had time to react, the phantom of the ancient divine bell trembled once more.

BONG!

It showered the sky with Flowers of the Great Dao, making the entire Thousand Sects Island look as though it were caught in a snowstorm of the Great Dao.

"The ninety-second step?"

When the second chime rang, even the Evergreen Saint Venerable suddenly stood up. His shocked gaze seemed capable of piercing through the universe as he stared intently in a certain direction.

But this was only the beginning. Right after the divine bell’s second chime...

BONG!

The third chime.

BONG!

The fourth chime.

BONG!

The fifth chime.

By the time the fifth chime echoed across the entire Thousand Sect Island Realm, all the Cultivators were utterly stunned. Within the vast world, countless Dharma Aspects slowly emerged. Terrifying, imposing phantoms were projected across various regions of heaven and earth, all looking down toward the Holy Ladder Altar Realm.

Hundreds of thousands of Cultivators surrounding the Holy Ladder stood dumbfounded, watching the spectacle with unbridled shock. Even Master Beardless himself was stunned.

Upon the Holy Ladder, a figure in white robes stood amidst the holy steps. The entire staircase was nearly blanketed by blooming Flowers of the Great Dao.

It was then that Jiang Hao finally noticed something. He slowly turned around, fixing his gaze on the Saint Realm Dharma Aspects projected from the edge of the horizon. However, there was no panic or fear in Jiang Hao’s eyes—only boundless composure and indifference.

With the battle of geniuses currently underway, the restrictions placed upon the older generation were his capital to confront the Saints. The white-robed young man stood with his hands behind his back, as if quietly waiting for the Saints to descend. His composure and the sight of him standing upon the ninth level of the Holy Ladder made him look like a young monarch looking down upon the mortal world. The sight shook the hearts of countless Cultivators.

"The ninety-fifth holy step?"

In the boundless void, Mu Wan Ning’s breathing grew heavy. She stared at that familiar figure in utter disbelief, turbulent waves of shock rising in her beautiful eyes.

"Sister Cyan Mist, he... he actually ascended the ninety-fifth holy step?" she asked.

How could this even be possible?

Even Mu Wanli—the iceberg beauty whose freezing gaze suggested nothing in the world could ever move her—showed a rare flicker of sheer horror in her eyes. Meanwhile, the only person in the entire Holy Ladder Realm experiencing a massive emotional breakdown was Master Beardless.

Watching countless Saint Realm Dharma Aspects descend upon the entire Thousand Sect Island Realm, Master Beardless trembled uncontrollably.

"It’s over... It’s over... It’s all over."

Clearly, the situation had completely spiraled out of the Holy Sect Master’s control. He never expected the young man to directly challenge the holy might of the entire Thousand Sects Island. Beside him, however, a different look arose in Master Wuchen’s eyes. Within his gaze lay shock, horror, confusion, appreciation, and a trace of barely perceptible... admiration?

Despite his complex emotions, Master Wuchen couldn’t help but furrow his brows. The entire Thousand Sects Island was likely in an uproar by now. How would that young man handle the ensuing fallout? Especially with those Saint Realm Dharma Aspects slowly descending from all directions; their billowing holy might made the entire Thousand Sect Island Realm tremble.