Chapter 597: Shoulder to Shoulder!

Every thousand steps marked a new domain. According to historical records, nearly half of those who set foot here became supreme experts, dominating a region, extremely formidable.

In this era, experts rose, geniuses shone, and various outstanding figures emerged, with countless brilliant new stars.

And this great age was only the beginning; even those who could tread the nine thousand steps would be born endlessly among the races, as if it were the cycle of heaven and earth.

"Our Tianpeng clan originally had a supreme genius. I hate it!" roared the Tianpeng clan, gazing at those who ascended, filled with resentment.

Xiaoqing was originally a member of their clan, but sadly had broken ties with the Tianpeng clan, and the rising star had been stewed by Yang Tian and his group, who also drained the divine blood of the ancient Tianpeng king.

Yang Tian charged straight ahead without pausing. When he reached the eight thousand steps, he walked shoulder to shoulder with Fatty and the others.

The Creation Heavenly Staircase tested combat power at the same level. Even Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing possessed invincible divine might, making it highly possible to obtain a drop of Creation Divine Liquid.

Yun'er finally couldn't hold on. Her divine body had never been unleashed, and reaching the eight thousand steps was already no small feat.

"Brother Yang Tian, I'll wait below and watch you stand at the highest place." Yun'er showed no resentment. She smiled sweetly at Yang Tian, content to watch him as he reached the peak.

"I will." Hearing this, Yang Tian nodded heavily and watched Yun'er descend.

At the eight thousand steps, the pressure was already terrifying, as if a great mountain weighed on the body, making bones tremble.

Shangguan Hao was exhilarated. Reaching this point, he had broken through two realms using the surrounding pressure, making Yang Tian and the others roll their eyes.

A night passed, and Yang Tian successfully reached the nine thousand steps. The pressure on his body multiplied several times, and his surging golden light trembled as if about to explode.

"Such strong pressure!" Wiping cold sweat, Yang Tian looked at those who had climbed to over nine thousand five hundred steps, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Far fewer than he expected—only about fifty figures had reached nine thousand steps, and at the highest point, around twenty people. Truly formidable.

With each step, the pressure on the body increased slightly, and the soul encountered terrible pressure, hard to resist.

"No, the soul force is too terrifying. I need to cultivate for a while..." Shangguan Hao stepped back after a moment. Forcing his way up would severely damage his soul.

He chose to cultivate, activating his inherited energy to break through realms, while Yang Tian and the other six continued upward.

Among the leading group, someone from behind caught up—a black-clad youth, overwhelmingly powerful, with a thousand feet of golden light. He had the strength to dominate the world, extremely terrifying.

Yuanxia and Yuyao followed closely behind. The two graceful women, like goddesses, attracted the attention of many.

"What is the outside world like? That black-clad youth is so formidable!" Yang Tian and the others were astonished, knowing the youth's origin, and yearned to know what other life planets were like.

"With his strength, getting one drop of Creation Divine Liquid shouldn't be hard." Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian said slowly, "I just wonder if he can take three drops."

"It depends on whether we have the chance." Fatty sighed. The nine thousand steps were hard to traverse, with immense pressure on the body.

Another day passed, and the black-clad youth actually surpassed Xuanyuan Mu and his group, astonishing everyone. This guy was too fierce; he was less than ten steps from the ninth step.

"Is someone going to obtain the divine liquid?!" someone exclaimed. The Creation Divine Liquid had not been obtained for ten thousand years.

"Where did he come from..." Xuanyuan Mu's face was pale. Wiping his sweaty face, he couldn't help saying.

"Look, someone else has reached the nine thousand steps, and it's not just one person!" At that moment, someone shouted.

A full seven figures ascended, causing a stir. Shangguan Hao also climbed up among a few strangers.

"This guy is really formidable now." One of them was Danchen. Looking at Yang Tian in the sky, she couldn't help saying to Dan Xueyi.

Dan Xueyi, in purple robes, her beautiful eyes scanning Yang Tian, licked her sexy red lips, a captivating glance shooting from her eyes.

Night fell, and another day passed. Many experts who were about to reach the peak were defeated and knocked down.

"I won't accept this!" The three-legged golden crow cried out, killing intent like a heavenly blade, staring at Yang Tian and bellowing, "I will definitely slay you!"

Hearing this, Yang Tian rubbed his nose. The crow had lost its two golden legs, severely damaging its original body, making it hard to ascend further.

That day, many exceptionally talented figures fell, and many terrifying divine beasts could no longer bear it.

With a buzz, a woman in white spat out a mouthful of blood. Her jade-white face instantly turned pale, and she suddenly fell from above.

Her pupils dilated, her eyes fixed on a plump buttock, which, by coincidence, was about to hit Yang Tian's face.

"Why am I so unlucky..." Rolling his eyes, Yang Tian's hand moved slightly, a gentle force wrapping around the woman's delicate body. His hands patted repeatedly, dispersing much of the surrounding pressure.

Wrapped in a gentle force, the woman in white bit her bright red lips. Her beautiful eyes fell on the figure gradually moving away from her sight, a hint of gratitude appearing in her eyes.

If not for the pressure being dispersed, that fall would have severely injured her.

"So he is Yang Tian. He doesn't seem as ferocious as the rumors say?" The woman in white gazed at the young man who never looked back, murmuring. This figure seemed somewhat unattainable...

"So painful..." Fatty's face was full of bulging veins, blood vessels protruding, on the verge of collapse.

Yang Tian was relatively fine. Having gone through the process of a divine object recognizing him as master, he was accustomed to the pressure on the soul.

"Hold on, there are only fifty steps left to get the Creation Divine Liquid!" Xiaoji took a deep breath. A celestial peng manifested on her body, crying to the nine heavens, she said slowly.

"See that? He's only three steps away from getting the divine liquid." Pointing at the black-clad youth, Yang Tian said.

"Divine liquid... I want divine liquid..." Fatty howled, regaining his fighting spirit.

"Yuyao, stop slacking off." At that moment, Yang Tian reached the fortieth step. Looking at Yuyao, whose face was like a bitter gourd, he couldn't help laughing.

"Who's slacking off!" Yuyao glared, huffing, and followed the group upward.

The black-clad youth had a heavenly divine posture, dazzling golden divine radiance illuminating the world. He took another step, and the Creation Divine Liquid was within reach.

That day passed very slowly, as if countless years had gone by. Yang Tian saw many figures retreat, unable to bear the torment.

Stepping onto the twentieth step, the entire world changed. Life force was extremely vigorous, and the surrounding aura of creation was clear, like a divine realm.

Fatty and the others stopped, absorbing the surrounding life force and harmonizing with the pressure in the void.

"Little brother, I can't go up anymore..." Xiaoxiao's body was fiery red, divine radiance hazy, she said pitifully.

Yang Tian shrugged. Xiaoxiao's reaching this point was beyond his expectations; her divine body was still extremely formidable.

Yang Tian and Yang Ba appeared at the twentieth step, attracting attention from the surroundings. Everyone wondered where Yang Ba had come from.

Zen sounds filled his ears, golden light surged like waves, and auspicious vapors flowed from his mouth and nose, very mysterious.

With a bang, the entire Creation Staircase trembled. Yang Tian's eyes instantly fell on the high altitude, where the black-clad youth, overwhelmingly powerful, had set foot on the ninth step.

"Heavens... he succeeded!" someone shouted, full of disbelief. The ten-thousand-year myth was broken!

The black-clad youth's black hair wildly danced, and reverse blood spurted from his mouth and nose. He was severely injured, seeing stars.

"How could this be?" When he stepped up, he encountered a terrifying killing strike, nearly destroying his soul.

"Just as I thought. These old fogeys won't let you have your way." As Yang Tian had guessed, the black-clad youth was ambushed, nearly dying.

His eyes swept around. Nearby, there were eight more unfathomable figures, extremely formidable.

Yang Tian had not yet exhausted his strength. He stepped onto the staircase, chaotic light falling around him, truly terrifying. His life wheel eye was vigorous like a dragon, startling the geniuses around.

"Too terrifying! The speed of absorbing essence is astonishing!" The green luan exclaimed, full of surprise.

Essence from all directions converged on Yang Tian. His physical body remained vigorous, and the divine wood floating above his soul continuously poured out soul force, restoring his soul's consumption.

Each time he surpassed someone, Yang Tian's aura became more formidable, his invincible divine might increasingly condensed, unbreakable.

"You're here..." Seeing the young man who had drawn level with her, Yuanxia bit her red lips, a barely suppressed smile appearing in her eyes, she said softly.

"I'm here." Hearing this, Yang Tian smiled, a hint of heat in his eyes as he looked at Yuanxia's face.

Stared at by this aggressive gaze, Yuanxia's heart pounded like a deer. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she averted her gaze.

Unbidden, the young man's hysterical roar from before echoed in her ears: "If I have the ability, I will pursue it. I, Yang Tian, never forget what I have done; it is all engraved in my heart!"