C60 Emperor Sacred Vein, Ye Wuchen!

"This person is crazy, he still hasn't stopped even after obtaining the Immortal Spirit Stone?" Some people at the foot of the mountain started to ridicule Ye Wuchen, but no one paid attention to them. Everyone focused their attention on whether or not Ye Wuchen could enter the seventh floor, and break the record!

Ye Wuchen did not care how many people were paying attention to him, he only knew that the pressure of the seventh floor would not be able to stop him, because Ye Wuchen could feel that the Holy Vein in in his body seemed to have awakened as well.

Previously, he had guessed that the Sacred Vein in his body was an Innate Bloodline, but today, he could confirm that it was a Emperor Sacred Vein slightly weaker than an Innate Bloodline.

Even so, with his Innate Spirit Body and Emperor Sacred Vein, even he was unable to guess how much achievements he would have in the future. However, once he rises up, he will be far stronger than he was in his previous life.

This time, because of Ye Wuchen's terrifying pressure, the Emperor Sacred Vein had been awakened, and the awakening meant that in Ye Wuchen's future battles, he would have new trump cards. Furthermore, the Emperor Sacred Vein was also the best excuse to hide his Innate Spirit Body.

As long as he revealed that he was the owner of the Emperor Sacred Vein, no one would suspect anything about him having an Innate Spirit Body. Only then would he be able to live for a long time and not be coveted by powerhouses with ulterior motives.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain saw that Ye Wuchen seemed to be deep in thought and were stunned. He completely ignored the aura of the seventh floor and they all had shocked expressions. He didn't even place the aura of the seventh floor in his eyes.

Ye Wuchen's actions, angered the pressure on the seventh floor, and like seven peaks of Mount Tai's imposing aura suddenly pressing down on him, almost without a sound, it was extremely terrifying yet hard to resist.

Humph! Ye Wuchen groaned, his body swaying downwards for a few hundred meters as his face instantly paled by many times. Placing both his arms in front of his chest, he was still able to resist the terrifying imposing aura, following that, Ye Wuchen roared like a dragon.

At that moment, with Ye Wuchen at the center, the area of a few thousand meters released a blood colored light, the light becoming increasingly brighter, and the Emperor Sacred Vein became even brighter.

"Look, what, what sacred meridian is this?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed out loud, especially after seeing Ye Wuchen's body emit a powerful blood light energy, resisting the terrifying pressure, the number of people who were shocked grew even more.

Ye Wuchen had also completely shocked the guardians and elders of the seventh, sixth and even eighth floor. The three elders all jumped out from behind the mountain and stood in the air as they stared at Ye Wuchen. The three great elders' hearts were trembling.

"Is that the Emperor Sacred Vein that disappeared for many years?" The old man who gave Ye Wuchen the Immortal Spirit Stone just now was especially excited, his eyes shining brightly. He immediately recognized the Sacred Veins that Ye Wuchen belonged to, it was the Emperor Sacred Vein.

"Not good, once the owner of the Emperor Sacred Vein is leaked, it might cause this little friend countless of trouble!" The old man on the seventh floor frowned, his face filled with worry. Then, the two elders looked at the elder on the eighth floor.

This old man exuded an ethereal aura, and under his white clothes, he appeared to be extremely refined. He was even more handsome, with a feather fan in his hand, and his aura was even more unfathomable.

"Emperor Sacred Vein, my Yuan Wu Empire has never appeared before, but the other heaven's pride level experts have their own holy body and meridians, do not panic!" The white robed old man shook his head. With the Emperor Sacred Vein s as an example, it was still not possible for them to covet those old monsters.

However, to be able to attract the attention of countless heaven's pride experts towards Ye Wuchen, the future Ye Wuchen would probably be provoked by many heaven's pride experts, or even be ambushed.

"Who is this little friend?" The old man's face was filled with suspicions, he was unclear about Ye Wuchen's identity and background.

"Come here!" The white clad old man suddenly looked towards the white bearded old man who was responsible for recording things at the foot of the mountain. He was also the old man who had been treating Ye Wuchen coldly just now.

The old man hastily ran over and then took a step up into the air. Although he wasn't an expert, he could still fly.

When he arrived in front of the white-clothed old man, the old man knelt on the ground, not daring to be the least bit rash. "Master, disciple is here!"

"What is that youth's name?" The white-clothed ethereal elder asked indifferently, and his question also attracted the attention of all the disciples of the Gazing Mountain, as they all listened attentively.

"Reporting to Master, he, he is Ye Wuchen, the owner of the Imperial College's Celestial Token!"

"Hua!"

"What?" He, he is Ye Wuchen? "

"No wonder he's such a monster. He's the Ye Wuchen who defeated the Ninth Prince Qin Liuyang, he's indeed extraordinary!"

"To be able to reach the seventh floor and even take down the Fifth Prince Qin Liuchen and Baili Chi's records is truly terrifying!"

At this moment, countless young disciples were discussing and facing Ye Wuchen was even more so an expression of admiration and shock. It was very likely that the future capital would be changed because of a single Ye Wuchen.

When the white clothed old man heard that his little friend was actually Ye Wuchen, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, but he didn't know why he was laughing.

"Give the prize from the seventh floor to Ye Wuchen later!" The white clothed elderly man glanced at the management elder of the seventh floor, then silently ascended to the skies, looking down at Ye Wuchen.

"Ye Wuchen, take this palm of mine. If you don't lose, you will pass the eighth level!" Suddenly, the white-clothed ethereal elder spoke. Under his pure and holy figure, the old man slowly extended a palm, but it was only a single palm.

However, his palm covered them and turned into nine palm shadows. Each shadow was at least several hundred meters in length. Moreover, each shadow of his palm was glowing with golden light, causing people to feel despair.

Ye Wuchen stood on the seventh floor, looking at the nine palm images that came slamming down from above, every palm image was imbued with the power of death, it could be said that this was the strongest attack he had ever faced.

At the same time, he was certain that the ethereal old man above him was a strong Holy Spirit cultivator, or at the very least, a Holy Spirit First Level.

Ye Wuchen did not dare neglect such a terrifying palm image. If he did not mobilize his entire strength, it was possible that he would lose face in front of everyone, regardless of what the old man intended, he could not lose this time!

"Qiankun Eighteen Fist!" Ye Wuchen roared, his face a bit cold, in a daze, his fists formed eighteen fist shadows, each of them were extremely powerful, releasing an extremely destructive force, like eighteen flying tigers.

The Flying Tiger soared into the sky and released an extremely strong aura. Under the roars of the Dragon and Tiger, the eighteen fists shot straight into the sky. Not caring about the nine palm shadows that covered the sky, it completely broke through by relying on its tough aura.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Gazing Mountain had frozen, and even the air seemed to have disappeared. Everyone was dumbstruck by the scene in front of them, and their hearts were filled with shock.

In the sky, nine palm silhouettes that could cover the sky were clashing with the eighteen golden fist silhouettes. One above and one below, it was as though they wanted to destroy the entire Gazing Mountain.

The white-clothed ethereal elder frowned as he felt an unprecedented pressure. However, this pressure was actually brought by Ye Wuchen.

"Explode!"

"Break!"

Almost at the same time, the white clad old man exploded with a furious roar, and instantly, nine palm shadows burst out with an extremely powerful destructive aura, nine palm shadows that covered the sky instantly erupted with an unprecedented power, striking the entire world; and with Ye Wuchen's angry roar, eighteen palm shadows instantly broke through everything, resisting the aftershocks of the nine palm shadows that exploded.

Ye Wuchen was merely pushed back a few hundred meters, with a trickle of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth. Other than that, there was nothing wrong with it.

They could not imagine how Ye Wuchen had managed to do it. Being able to withstand a punch from the white clothed elderly man without losing, it had to be known that this was a showdown between Holy Spirit Warriors and Fourth Level Saint Master, and the disparity was too great.

But even so, Ye Wuchen was not at a disadvantage at all. Just by this point, he was worthy of respect from everyone.

"You can go to the eighth floor!" ethereal elder waved his hand and smiled at Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen was at a loss, but after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he continued to climb the three thousand meters of stairs, going up to the eighth floor. However, there was no terrifying pressure coming from him, he could not help but look at the old man.

Not only had he ascended to the seventh floor, he was even standing firmly on the eighth floor. It could be said that the current Ye Wuchen had already established an unprecedented record, and his new record would be forever recorded.

If the previous Fifth Prince and Baili Chi's record on the seventh floor was shocking, then Ye Wuchen's record on the eighth floor was enough to cause despair. How many people would be able to reach the seventh floor, let alone the eighth floor?

"New record, Ye Wuchen, eighth level!" ethereal elder only let out a light shout, in the distant horizon, a golden light flashed, and huge words appeared. It was precisely that one sentence from the old man, New record, Ye Wuchen, eighth level!

After a flash of light, the nine characters were imprinted on the stone steps of the eighth floor, never to be erased.

"Senior, I want to challenge the ninth level!"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Wuchen's blood was boiling. He was also excited, and since he had the chance, he had to challenge the ninth level.

Even if he lost, he wouldn't lose any face.

However, after Ye Wuchen shouted, even ethereal elder was shocked to the point of uttering those words, let alone the several thousand young disciples at the foot of the mountain.

"This is crazy!"