Chapter 87: Facing the Saint

"Who is it, Lu Li or Lin Xiaoyun?"

"Too terrifying. Whoever it is, they have broken a record that no one in the Saint City has reached in a hundred years."

"Indeed, even if he only stops at the tenth level of the Holy Tower, his achievement is unmatched!"

A hundred miles outside the Holy Tower.

The shocked discussion continued to rise.

But before they could recover, an even greater shock drowned them completely.

The eleventh and twelfth levels of the Holy Tower lit up one after another.

Rumble!

Vast pressure rose one after another!

Finally, it stopped at the terrifying pressure on the twelfth level, which transcended the Martial King and was enough to crush everything in this world.

The pressure covered the sky and the sun!

Within a hundred miles of this Holy Tower, truly no one dared to get close, not even Martial Kings.

Ascended to the twelfth level of the Holy Tower!

A hundred years of silence!

Someone had finally done it!

In an instant, everyone became sluggish.

At this moment.

The twelfth level of the Holy Tower.

Lu Li stood motionless.

All around him, he was enveloped by a vast origin Qi.

That gas was chaotic in color, filling the entire twelfth level of the Holy Tower, as if it were naturally close to the origin. The moment Lu Li appeared, it caused the five source cells within his body to operate unconsciously.

"This is..."

Lu Li's eyes revealed a strange look.

He reached out and grabbed, but the chaotic gas dissipated on its own; he couldn't grasp it at all.

"That is Original Qi, born between the origins of heaven and earth. It can be seen, but cannot be touched; you cannot grasp it. Come over here."

The voice was vast and ancient.

Echoing continuously on the twelfth level of the Holy Tower.

Lu Li flashed and headed in the direction the voice came from.

Soon.

He arrived at the place where the Original Qi was most concentrated.

There, an ancient figure sat cross-legged, as if in meditation, showing no movement, but the vastness of the aura within his body was the only one Lu Li had ever seen in his life, as if with a flip of his hand, he could destroy everything.

"Paying respects to Yu Sheng!"

Lu Li bowed.

Yu Sheng!

The only Saint of the Human Race!

If he hadn't intervened a hundred years ago, the entire Human Race would no longer exist.

Without him!

There would be no continuation of the Human Race!

For such a Saint who saved the entire Human Race with his own strength, no ritual was too much.

"No need!"

The old man's gaze flowed.

With a wave of his hand, he restored Lu Li's figure.

"You are very good. To be able to reach this step at such a young age, you are much stronger than those useless family disciples of mine."

"Yu Sheng is too kind!"

Lu Li responded calmly.

He was currently only at Martial Spirit Perfection, and there must be many people in Yu Sheng's family whose cultivation was above his. He would wait until he truly transcended everything before accepting this praise.

"Unmoved by favor or humiliation; sure enough, your state of mind has also been sufficiently tempered."

Yu Sheng's lips curled into a smile.

He had seen many people in his life!

And had praised many people!

But to be able to remain truly calm in the face of a Saint's praise, Lu Li was the only one. Others, even as strong as Martial Kings, would all show surprise. For Lu Li to be able to control his state of mind to this level at such an age was truly rare.

"A hundred years ago, I established the Holy Tower to see if anyone could break the limit and transcend the Saint's pressure. In these hundred years, I have seen countless geniuses try, but they all returned in disappointment."

Yu Sheng sighed deeply, and the voice continued to come.

"Just when I thought there was no hope, I didn't expect you to succeed. Although it was a bit of a trick, you ultimately succeeded."

"What does it mean that I succeeded?" Lu Li keenly captured the meaning in his words and couldn't help but ask.

"The Saint realm limit can still be broken, which means the Saint realm is not the end of Martial Dao!"

"What!"

Lu Li's heart shook.

A hundred years of Martial Dao!

The Martial Saint realm was the absolute peak of the Human Race!

Representing the ultimate power!

And the entire Human Race had only given birth to two Saints at the beginning of the recovery of spirit energy. In a hundred years, no one had broken through, and from beginning to end, everyone believed that the Martial Saint realm was the end of Martial Dao cultivation.

But now, such words were spoken from the mouth of the only Saint of the Human Race!

How could one not be shocked!

"Hehe, these are all too far from you; you don't need to consider them for now. A hundred years ago, when I established this Holy Tower, I said that whoever could step into the twelfth level of this Holy Tower would receive my inheritance."

Yu Sheng looked at Lu Li, revealing a faint smile.

"I ask you now, do you want it?"

"I..."

Lu Li suppressed the impulse in his heart.

A Saint's inheritance!

And it was the inheritance of the only Saint of the Human Race!

Any Martial Dao practitioner, even as strong as a Martial King, would probably agree without hesitation, right?

But...

He had already embarked on his own Martial Dao path!

A Saint's inheritance, whether it was enlightenment, cultivation methods, or personal guidance, was of no use to him.

Even if he agreed, what could he do?

"Yu Sheng, can I change the request?" Lu Li took a deep breath and asked tentatively.

"Sure enough!"

Yu Sheng suddenly laughed loudly: "A genius like you is destined not to want to walk the old path of others. Very well, very well, I will satisfy you. Tell me what request you can think of."

"I want to borrow some of the Original Qi here." Lu Li said.

"You want Original Qi?"

Yu Sheng couldn't help but frown.

"This Original Qi is the origin of heaven and earth, carrying the power of the Great Dao. Even I cannot refine it in large quantities. With your current cultivation, even if you obtain it, you cannot use it for cultivation. Are you sure you want to change to this request?"

"Naturally."

Lu Li nodded.

"Since that is the case, then take as much of the Original Qi here as you wish." Yu Sheng smiled and waved his hand.

"Then I won't be polite."

Lu Li flashed and flew into the sky.

He pointed his finger.

The pitch-black gourd at his waist flew out spinning.

In fact, the moment he sensed this Original Qi, he knew it contained the power of the Great Dao and could not be easily refined. The reason he made this request.

Was because the moment this Original Qi induced the origin within his body!

It actually also caused a strong anomaly in this pitch-black gourd.

Lu Li was very curious.

Why did this pitch-black gourd, which had never reacted to anything, have such an anomaly?

"Pop!"

The gourd mouth opened.

An intense suction force surged out from within!

That suction force was like a black hole, instantly sweeping everything around it into it.

The Original Qi was formless and intangible, impossible to grasp, but under this suction force, it was as if it had met its nemesis, constantly being rolled into it and disappearing into the gourd mouth.

"Boom!"

The twelfth level of the Holy Tower shook violently.

Until half an hour later, there was still no sign of it stopping.

And at this time, Yu Sheng finally couldn't watch anymore, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Kid, that's enough, right? If this continues, I won't be able to stay here to cultivate anymore."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 88 =====