Chapter 649: Path to the Sky and Bloody Wounds (I)

The Holy Necromancer only left these few simple words before his voice disappeared. The sculpture at the end of the sixth floor suddenly made a movement, slowly moving its right arm which brandished a staff pointed toward the dome on the top of the floor. The next instant, the whole sixth floor shone in a golden color.

The group was only able to see that golden gloss in their lines of sight, and all couldn’t help but shut their eyes because of its dazzling aspect. The liquid-feeling light essence became solid at once that instant, making them unable to move in the slightest.

This intense light did not last for too long, and when it vanished, everyone could see that the whole sixth floor of the Tower of Eternity was already completely different.

The surroundings were pitch-black, and a night sky formed the surroundings. An infinity of resplendent starlights glinted all around. Right now, although they had a firm feeling as when walking on the ground, they looked just like they were walking in the midst of a night sky, staying afloat! Under the illumination of the stars, this first experience filled them with a bizarre feeling.

Not far in front of them had appeared a ten-meter-tall golden gate formed of two doors, shut-tight right now.

This sliding gate did not have any gorgeous decorations or ornaments, it was only filled with a deep golden color. They couldn’t see what was behind, but what that golden sliding gate dispersed was an abundant death energy.

A golden light swept past Cai’er’s head. She unconsciously lifted up her hand to catch it; impressively, that was the Eternal Melody.

However, right now it wasn’t just a simple skull anymore. From the tip of the skull extended a metallic key.

A bizarre feeling filled Cai’er’s head, faintly realizing that everything she had experienced was actually a preparation for opening this gate.

Every victory against a holy guard not only got her his approval and assistance, but also poured the power of its soul of a powerhouse inside the Eternal Melody. When the twelve Holy guards are all absorbed inside the Eternal Melody, the ignition of the whole sixth floor of the Tower of Eternity was intended by the Slumbering Calamity. That would cause this golden gate to appear, its key being the Eternal Melody.

What is the right path to take? Cai’er didn’t know, but right now, she already had no way out.

Turning back, Cai’er looked at the others, nibbling her lower lip, “I will resurrect Long Haochen no matter what.”

“No matter what!” Everyone repeated loudly.

Wang Yuanyuan took Long Haochen from Sima Xian’s hand, and attached him onto Cai’er’s back tightly using the chains.

As the Eternal Melody in Cai’er’s hand approached that golden gate closely, everyone couldn’t help but feel tense, even more than during all the previous trials.

For the sake of reaching this objective, they had spared no efforts, and that objective was right in front of their eyes. Just like after returning home a long time later, this made them instead even more nervous. Regardless of whether they would be able to resurrect Long Haochen with this move, they had only one final chance. After sparing no cost to arrive there at the risk of their lives, the matter of whether they could succeed was really too important.

Cai’er didn’t have any perplexed or apprehensive feelings anymore in her eyes, only determination and devotion. Her only thought was to resurrect Long Haochen. If that couldn’t be done, then she could only accompany him in the other side where they would set up their own home. At the moment, Cai’er couldn’t attend to humanity’s situation: she only had Long Haochen in her heart. What use would there be to keep living if her beloved person stayed deceased?

He was her whole world. The instant he died, her world just collapsed.

The golden gate was heavy and full of awe. When Cai’er arrived in front of it, the Eternal Melody key in her hand dispersed a scorching heat.

Lifting her hand, Cai’er put that key in, and it disappeared in this golden gate.

Immediately, an rippling golden halation spread out from this gate of light, and the surrounding night sky flickered in golden light.

Without the slightest sound, the two doors opened slowly.

The whole Bright Glimmer of Hope’s group controlled their breaths as they took a look. Right now, they felt incomparably nervous: the matter of whether Long Haochen could make it out alive would depend on this moment. Their view gathered onto the opening gate. Just what was behind?

They saw very rapidly.

The final road was right before them. More accurately, that was a golden flight of steps, which elevated in the midst of the illumination of the night sky, leading even higher in the night sky.

These stairs were placed at a slope of forty-five degrees, with this steep slope and an even step height all the way upwards to where bright flashes of light emanated.

This was an aerial passage, extending high in the sky. But this passage seemed to have no end in sight

“Kowtow after each step on the aerial passage.” A majestic voice was transmitted from the bright gate of light to each person’s ear.

So we actually have to kowtow at each step? They were all alarmed, but Cai’er still showed no hesitations and immediately stepped through the gate and kneeled on the first step.

No matter how arrogant, she had to set that trait aside for the sake of her loved one. As long as Long Haochen would be saved, Cai’er believed anything to be worth it.

The rest of the group unwittingly went through the gate of light, but although open, it had a massive resistance. That force rejected them all, and only Cai’er and Long Haochen on her back were able to go through.

After kneeling once, Cai’er took a higher step, then kneeled once again, paying her respects. Long Haochen on her back swayed only lightly in the process.

Lin Xin asked Sima Xian hesitantly, “Is this path going to be highly oppressive?”

Sima Xian nodded and reply, “Very possibly. This should also be a kind of trial.”

At this point, he suddenly became alarmed and murmured, “We have already vanquished the twelve holy guards and passed the six floors’ trials. This path can’t be a trial for making it to the seventh floor right?”

Hearing him, the whole group’s expressions looked different. They had all already seen personally how hard the trial on the sixth floor was. If there was another trial even in this seventh floor, everyone was afraid that even Cai’er wouldn’t be able to bear it.

Wang Yuanyuan responded in a grave tone, “There should not be a trial of strength right? The trials we have already passed were already hard enough. If there’s yet another even harder trial, what need would there be to even fight for Elux’s inheritance. I think that even if this turns out to be a trial, it should be for evaluating other aspects than sheer cultivation strength.”

They were taking successive guesses, but the only one to really know would be Cai’er.

This path to the sky had no end in sight, and wasn’t comprised with any oppressive existence, with nothing there to pressure her or stop her advance. But, at the first step she took after passing through the gate, all the internal and external spiritual energy in her vanished.

She had absolutely no idea of which miracle could make all traces of her cultivation vanish. At the very moment, she was not the Saint Daughter of Samsara anymore, but just an all the more ordinary girl, with at most a better overall body condition than her peers.

Long Haochen was neither overweight nor underweight, making Cai’er have no feeling of weight at the time her cultivation was still present. But the current Cai’er had neither her internal nor external spiritual energy, so Long Haochen on her back felt heavy.

Stepping and kowtowing in succession, Cai’er already started to get slower after climbing for just ten or so stairs. Sweat had already started to form on her forehead, and her legs and waist already felt numb.

Cai’er knew that if she couldn’t inherit from Elux, all their previous efforts will come to naught. But with Long Haochen on her back, and without backing from her spiritual energy, how could she even go far?

Another person would perhaps already be starting to think about pros and cons, or perhaps even give up, but Cai’er only had determination in her.

The path to the sky beyond was getting harder and harder, but she didn’t flinch, only filled with one thought, that she would either bring Long Haochen to the seventh floor of the Tower of Eternity, or die in the attempt.

With such a resolve, she did not have the slightest negative feeling, and these difficult times instead made her even more stubborn.

With one stair and one kneel, Cai’er did not turn back even once. There was nothing else but the stairs going upwards in her eyes.

Her footsteps were extremely steady. One step, one kneel, get up. And so on, and so forth… over and over again.

When Cai’er reached her twentieth stair, everyone standing on the other side of the gate could already see her pained look.

Is this path to the sky really pressuring? Otherwise how could she already start to get slower so rapidly at her level of cultivation? But if that was really pressuring, she should be resisting thanks to using her spiritual energy. Yet there was not the slightest spiritual energy flowing out from her body.

They had stopped talking, as a talk would never be as tangible as truth. Cai’er was already working on passing that path to the sky, advancing without pause.

“Cai’er, you can do it!” Wang Yuanyuan clenched her fists. All they could do was to cheer for Cai’er now, and support her with their feelings.

When Cai’er was at the thirtieth stair, her whole body was aching terribly, especially her knees which felt as if myriads of needles had pierced through them. Sweat was already drenching over all her body. After bowing down for thirty times, half her body was already drenched in sweat.