Chu Ming's body flashed, turning into a phantom as he traversed the first layer of the Saint Tablet, scanning with his soul power, searching for traces of the first layer's Boss.

"Here!"

With a single sword strike, Chu Ming exterminated all the twin-headed antelopes around him, then looked through the layers of cloud space towards a nearby hill. There, a twin-headed antelope, as large as a small hill, lay beside the hill's slope. Its body spanned a hundred meters, with white fur standing like steel needles, and its eyes glowed with a strange pale gold. Its gaze commanded respect with an innate majesty.

Above the head of the first layer's Boss was also a lightly pulsating health bar.

Swoosh!

"Kill!"

Chu Ming's expression remained calm as the Blood Sky Sword in his hand glided through the air, slicing horizontally through space, targeting the first layer's Boss.

Thud...

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A damage number floated above the Boss's head as the twin-headed antelope was immediately sent underground. The rumbling sound echoed, gray dust swirled chaotically, rendering the entire space illusory.

Despite this, Chu Ming's sword strike did not kill the first layer's Boss instantly, only depleting half of its health. As the Boss's body rolled, Chu Ming slashed again, with terrifying sword light erupting like an enraged dragon, reaching the Boss in an instant.

Thud!

Boom!

"Killed the Twin-headed Antelope King, gained 500 points!"

As the massive body of the Twin-headed Antelope King dissipated into the air, a cyan blue short blade hovered in mid-air. The short blade was entirely cyan blue, with its edge emitting a snowy light, like winter snow, clearly a sharp weapon.

Swoosh!

Chu Ming grabbed the short blade in his hand, feeling a chill rush to his heart. This short blade was a top-tier Earth Level weapon. Just as Chu Ming stored the short blade in his Storage Ring, his vision blurred, and by the time he reacted, he was in a new environment.

"This should be the second layer of the Saint Tablet!"

Chu Ming thought to himself as his soul power spread out frantically. Within his spiritual sense appeared numerous Flame Lions, each about a dozen meters long, their bodies engulfed in blazing flames, like fire meteors crashing to earth. The Boss of the first layer was roughly equivalent to the early stage of the Sixth Layer of Transcendence, and these Flame Lions had power between the Fifth and Sixth Layers of Transcendence, clearly not Chu Ming's match.

Swoosh!

Thud thud thud!

The Blood Sky Sword flashed like a silver lightning among the Flame Lions, leaving behind a trail of red numbers. Although these Flame Lions were strong, they still couldn't withstand a single blow from Chu Ming.

...

In the northern part of the Central Divine Domain are a series of large snow peaks. The temperature here is not low, yet the snow does not melt under the sun's baking.

Boom!

A terrifying beam of light tore through the sky, its overwhelming momentum making the heavens and earth tremble. At that moment, the spiritual power in the world surged like boiling water, forming a massive vortex, converging toward the main peak of the snow-colored mountain range.

A dragon-shaped phantom gradually took shape, breathing upward. The vast spiritual power spewed from the illusory dragon's mouth, making the spiritual power in the world even richer, transforming into rain.

If a King of the Life and Death Realm were here, they would be utterly shocked. The dragon-shaped phantom that had just appeared was clearly a dragon vein phantom. Hidden beneath these snow peaks was a dragon vein, and judging by the quality of the spiritual power it emitted, it was not of a low grade.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Like a whale swallowing, the spiritual power of the world converged towards the central main peak of the snow-colored mountain range in an instant.

As time passed, the spiritual power in the world did not decrease but instead became even richer.

Boom!

After a time equivalent to one incense stick burning, the beam of light gradually subsided, and the spiritual power in the world slowly receded. However, in its place was an even fiercer momentum, like a divine being awakening and overlooking the earth.

Rumble rumble!

The snow mountains began to collapse, one peak after another...

Swoosh!

As the snow spread to the main peak, a black figure stepped out from the snow peak. This was a youth with a fair face, dressed in black robes, his eyes like two black holes, frantically devouring the surrounding spiritual power. His hair was slightly curly, mostly white, fluttering in the wind, extremely dazzling.

"Master, I have broken through to the Fifth Layer of Transcendence!"

The black-clad youth clasped his fists, bowing respectfully towards the distant sky.

"Hmm, not bad!"

In the high-altitude clouds, there was a conspicuous red dot, looking down on the entire Central Divine Domain. Just as the youth finished speaking, a vague, indifferent voice echoed through the heavens and earth. Then, the red dot continued.

"The contest for the title is about to begin, go and win the first place, do not disappoint your master!"

This voice subtly contained the aura of the Heavenly Dao. Every word seemed to affect the surrounding climate changes.

"Yes, Master!"

The black-clad youth nodded slightly, raising his head lightly. His eyes burned with intense battle intent. If anyone saw this scene, they would surely curse his arrogance. But if they knew the black-clad youth's identity, they wouldn't think so.

Because, this black-clad youth was Xue Mo Xian, ranked third on the Transcendence List, once one of the three giants of the Central Divine Domain.

Xue Mo Xian, with half his hair snow white, his body stood proudly, black robes fierce. He was the direct disciple of the Death Emperor, admired by thousands since childhood. As long as he wins the first place in the contest for the title, his path to becoming emperor will be secured.

...

In the Western Desert of the Celestial Martial Continent, a desolate area resembling a desert, a youth in a coarse yellow robe walked step by step on the scorching sand.

Under the sun's baking, the entire sand seemingly transformed into the hottest steel, but the youth in the coarse robe was completely unafraid, his expression devout as if the most pious believer.

Martial artists in the Western Desert are mostly ascetics, traversing mountains and hills, seeing sights others cannot, perhaps due to being closer to nature. The martial artists of the Western Desert have a higher state of mind than those from other places.

And this youth was naturally not an unknown figure. His name was Soroch, the number one prodigy of the Western Desert, ranked second on the Transcendence List. His sect, the Esoteric Sect, ruled over the Western Desert, and he was the direct disciple of the spiritual void old ancestor, with an esteemed identity.

...

Thud!

Within the Saint Tablet, a terrifying sword light descended from the sky, a giant rat was mercilessly slain by Chu Ming.

"Regular monsters in the sixth layer of the Saint Tablet already possess the early stage power of the Eighth Layer of Transcendence. Could the Boss possess the invincible power of the Eighth Layer of Transcendence?"

Chu Ming frowned. Upon reaching the Sixth Layer of the Saint Tablet, he felt a faint pressure in his heart.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of massive golden rats charged at Chu Ming with relentless force, the sharp winds continuously blowing through the heavens and earth.