Huangfurui played with it for a while, seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "How is the research progress on the Blood Spirit Pill? Has there been any results?"

Xia Hong replied: "The effect of the Blood Spirit Pill is still very unstable after experiments. I need more corpses of Four Spirit Family members."

Huangfurui heard the words, pondered for a moment, and said: "Okay, I will bring you another batch from other places. The ones in the imperial capital cannot be moved anymore for the time being. Father may have noticed."

"Ah this?!"

Huangfurui smiled contemptuously and said: "What are you afraid of? He also acquiesced in the annihilation of the Four Spirits family in the first place. We are just using waste, it's no big deal."

"Your Highness is wise!" Xia Hong immediately fell to the ground.

Enter the holy altar.

Ouyang Xi is still the fastest one and has reached the middle of the ladder. When he gets here, he feels the difference again.

In addition to the leaping increase in gravity, a sense of depression from the depths of my soul also followed, as if I would be doomed if I took another step forward.

He turned back and looked down, and saw that the number of people on the holy stage had decreased a bit compared to just before.

Climbing this ladder that was engraved with the ancient atmosphere, feeling the vicissitudes of life, grandeur and a hint of indescribable sadness, Ouyang Xi instantly felt that they were like ants trying to reach the sky.

The one closest to Ouyang Xi was a young man full of nobility, as if everything in the world was born to serve him.

His name is Huangfu Zhang, who comes from the royal family and is also the first martial arts scholar in Guanzhong Road.

Next came the brothers Gao Bingxu, Dongfang Yuanwu, Zhou Hao and Zhou Yu. The lowest one only traveled less than a hundred feet.

The strength of these people was obviously much worse. As they walked, they were panting and sweating profusely, and every step seemed so difficult and heavy.

It's like going against a raging torrent, making people worry that they may be washed away at any time.

"ah!!!"

A scream rang out, probably at a height of about 150 feet. A young man on Guanzhong Road could no longer withstand the strong gravity and fell directly out of the ladder.

And this seemed to knock over dominoes.

Next, every few steps Ouyang Xi took, he could hear screams coming from behind, one after another.

About six hundred feet upward, in addition to gravity, there is an additional layer of mental pressure.

This pressure seems to surge down from the top, turning into a rolling torrent. It seems invisible and has no quality, but it points directly at the human spirit. It is unstoppable and there is no escape.

And since the Purple Gate Divine Forging Technique has been increased to the ninth level, in Ouyang Xi's eyes, this kind of mental pressure is not even as good as the gravity that the physical body can bear.

He was still moving forward leisurely.

But this is not so friendly to other people.

After passing the middle part, there were only less than twenty people left in the entire holy platform. Among them, even Huangfu Zhang, who had been the most relaxed before, began to have a heavy expression on his face.

boom!

Six hundred feet later, a burst of mental pressure hit the mind of a burly young man.

He was caught off guard for a moment, and under the double blow of gravity and mental pressure, he screamed and fell out of the altar.

At this point, all the martial arts scholars of Yanhuan Road were eliminated.

Seven hundred feet...

Many people were eliminated one after another, and the figures still on the ladder became more and more scattered.

Eight hundred feet...

Only Ouyang Xi, Huangfu Zhang, Dongfang Yuanwu, Zhou Hao and Zhou Yu, Gao Bingxu and Li Mengke were left on the Holy Stage.

Everyone except Ouyang Xi looked ferocious at this moment, and their whole bodies were dripping with sweat. Even Li Mengke was no exception. She was gritting her teeth and trying hard to climb.

On the other hand, Ouyang Xi walked very easily, his steps were orderly, as if he had a rhythm, and he climbed up the steps without any trace of hesitation.

There was no trace of solemnity on his face, and he was calm and indifferent, just like usual. Unknowingly, he left the rest of the people far behind.

This calm and leisurely posture gradually attracted the attention of ordinary people in the imperial capital.

"That kid looks very relaxed. I don't know which course he is in."

"He is Ouyang Xi, the one who killed Prince Jin's Crown Prince on the street before!"

"What? It turned out to be him. I heard that he even beat up King Jin, so it makes sense to do this."

As a strong man in the human king realm, King Huangfu Bang of Jin had extremely sharp hearing. As he listened to these gossips coming from afar, the anger in his heart accumulated like a volcano, waiting for an opportunity to explode.

finally……

Ouyang Xi stepped onto the top step of the Sainthood Platform, and suddenly felt his whole body relax, and both gravity and mental pressure disappeared.

boom!

Before he had time to think about the reason, the next moment, the gravity and mental pressure that had disappeared came back again, and it was twice as strong as before.

Baptized by them, Ouyang Xi still stood upright, his volcanic robes fluttering in the wind, shining like shooting stars in the sky thousands of feet high.

Ouyang Xi was the first to advance.

"good!"

Although they already knew the result, at this moment, Qin Han and others couldn't help but praise him: "Beautiful, it's such a beautiful win."

Huangfujue, Sikong Ao and others also had bright smiles on their faces.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Wei Yuanbo, Prince Jin, and the prince's party all looked ugly. They looked at the fiery red figure standing high in the sky and sneered again and again.

Especially Huangfurui, who stared at the figure with feverish eyes and murmured to himself: "If his blood can be extracted and used to refine the Blood Spirit Pill, the effect will be very good."

Next, Huangfu Zhang, Dongfang Yuanwu, Zhou Hao and others also advanced one after another.

However, when they stepped onto the last step, they were not as relaxed as Ouyang Xi. Their bodies shook violently and they were almost eliminated.

"Ah!!!" screamed again.

I saw Zhou Yu standing unsteadily. When he stepped onto the top step, he failed and fell off the ladder.

"Brother Yu!" Zhou Hao was shocked.

Originally, he thought that the two brothers could work together and fight side by side in this palace examination, but who would have thought that in the end, he would be alone.

With Zhou Yu's lesson learned from the past, Gao Bingxu and Li Mengke who were behind were fully prepared on the penultimate step before taking this final step.

Although the process was a bit embarrassing, they still successfully advanced.

"What a pity, your brother didn't give me this chance for revenge!" Dongfang Yuanwu said with a smile, looking at Zhou Hao with a slightly provocative look.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Zhou Hao was obviously not as good at talking as his younger brother, and he stopped talking to him after just one sentence.

Buzz!

Suddenly, there was a roar in the space, and the entire holy platform emitted a dazzling light, then disappeared into the void and disappeared.

"Huh? Where are they? Why did they disappear suddenly?"
Chapter completed!