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Chapter 682 The Crown King!

Although the leader here had never seen Sun Wukong make a move, he sensed an unprecedented aura of danger from Sun Wukong's wild eyes.

This feeling... is like being targeted by an ancient, ferocious beast.

Life and death are decided in the blink of an eye.

"Just who is this monkey?"

A cult leader secretly transmitted his voice to the person next to him, his voice trembling.

"I don't know... but his eyes were terrifying. I've lived for so many years and I've never seen eyes like that before."

"This person must also be a sect leader, and definitely not an ordinary sect leader. He might be a powerful expert at the Escape One Realm, just like Qin Changsheng!"

"Stop talking, he's looking at me again..."

Those few foul-mouthed cult leaders all lowered their heads, pretending to look at the image on the stone tablet, and dared not meet Sun Wukong's gaze again.

The surrounding cultivators also noticed something amiss and all fell silent.

In an instant, the area near the stone tablet became extremely quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

"Hmph~, a bunch of cowards, I, Old Sun, am too lazy to bother with them."

Sun Wukong stared at the cult leaders for a few seconds before looking away and letting out a disdainful snort.

Xiao Yan was taken aback, then leaned closer and whispered, "Great Sage, aren't you going to teach them a lesson? They were just mocking Brother Shi Hao."

Sun Wukong waved his hand, baring his teeth, and said, "Those people were all trembling with fear when they saw me, Old Sun, and they didn't even dare to look at me. People like that are not worthy to be my opponent. My fists never strike weaklings, hehehe..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan immediately gave Sun Wukong a thumbs up: "Great Sage, you are truly righteous!"

At this moment, the images on the stone tablet are still constantly changing.

After Yang Qi and Xiao Yan stepped down, some other sect leaders went up and carved their names on the monument.

As different images appeared one by one.

The scenes in every corner of the Immortal Ancient Ruins gradually came into view.

"Look, isn't that the ten-time champion, the Emperor?"

At this moment, someone suddenly saw a man in silver armor and a white robe in the picture and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a newly appeared image of a dignified young man striding up a stone staircase.

He was surrounded by a faint dragon aura, and with each step he took, it seemed as if the stone steps were trembling slightly.

At this moment, several reckless cultivators came over and tried to block his way.

"Go away!"

The emperor snorted coldly and threw a punch.

"--roar!"

A deafening dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

A golden phantom of a true dragon flew out from his fist, baring its fangs and claws, carrying a world-destroying power.

The cultivators who stood in his way didn't even have time to scream before they were swallowed up by the true dragon phantom and turned into ashes.

"It's the True Dragon Treasure Technique! I never imagined that the Emperor's True Dragon Treasure Technique had been cultivated to such a level!"

"Legend has it that the Emperor participated in the Genius Battle ten times and won the championship ten times. His strength is unfathomable. Even a sect leader would not dare to take his True Dragon Fist head-on."

"In this life, ancient freaks have gathered together; it's hard to say whether this is a blessing or a curse."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, their eyes filled with shock.

Immediately afterwards, another screen lit up.

A young man dressed in a black robe and carrying a longbow appeared in the picture.

He also walked on a bluestone staircase, each step steady and powerful, neither hurried nor slow.

Several reckless cultivators tried to block his path.

"It's Chang Gongyan. Legend has it that he won the championship four times, each time with ease, and no one could force him to shoot a second arrow."

Someone recognized him as the former four-time champion.

In the scene, Chang Gongyan merely glanced at the cultivators blocking his path, then raised his hand and took the longbow from his back. He didn't nock an arrow, but simply pulled the bowstring gently.

"—Buzz!!!"

An invisible arrow shot out from the bowstring, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect.

Before the cultivators blocking the way could react, they were pierced by the arrow energy and fell to the ground.

Chang Gongyan put away his longbow and continued walking forward, without even glancing at the corpse on the ground.

It was as if I had just done something insignificant.

"They're too strong! Each of them possesses the strength to crush those of the same level!"

"This year's battle of geniuses will probably be the most intense in recent years."

The group of cult leaders sighed with emotion, their eyes filled with anticipation.

They were eager to know what kind of sparks would fly when these young prodigies gathered in the Immortal Ancient Ruins.

However, at that moment, someone projected Shi Hao's image onto the screen again.

At this moment, Shi Hao was darting back and forth on those bluestone steps, doing something unknown.

"Look, what is that lower realm sinful blood doing?"

A cult leader pointed at Shi Hao's image, his tone tinged with confusion.

Everyone turned to look and saw that Shi Hao was not climbing steadily up a set of bluestone steps like the other prodigies, but was jumping between different bluestone steps, sometimes walking on one and sometimes jumping to another.

It was like strolling through the streets, aimlessly.

"What is he doing? Everyone else is working hard to climb the stone steps, but he's wasting his time here?"

“The three thousand blue stone steps in the ancient ruins each testify to three thousand different paths. Everyone else is choosing the path that best suits them and walking it firmly. But he is so fickle and wandering around aimlessly. Clearly, his heart is not steadfast in his pursuit of the Dao!”

"He just defeated Jian Wuxin and Huoyun Xiezi, but he turns out to be a piece of trash who can't even find his own path."

"Hahaha, a person with sinful blood from the lower realm is just a person with sinful blood from the lower realm. No matter how good their talent is, without a firm Dao heart, they will never amount to anything in the future."

The familiar mocking voice rang out again.

The cult leaders seemed to have found an outlet for their anger and began to make sarcastic remarks.

They dared not speak ill of Zhu Chen and Sun Wukong directly, but they would not hold back when it came to Shi Hao, this "sinful blood from the lower realm."

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Yan's face darkened, and he was about to lash out when Zhu Chen reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

"Big brother, can you really stand by and watch them mock Brother Shi Hao like this?"

Xiao Yan looked at Zhu Chen indignantly and asked.

Zhu Chen smiled calmly, looked up at Shi Hao on the stone tablet and said, "They don't understand Shi Hao's Dao, so naturally they can't understand what he's doing."

Yang Qi nodded in agreement: "The three thousand stone steps correspond to three thousand paths. Those so-called geniuses only dare to choose a path that others have walked before, following in the footsteps of others. But Brother Shi Hao... he should be searching for his own path."

Sun Wukong blinked and said, "Although I, Old Sun, don't understand anything about Taoism, I know that Brother Shi Hao is definitely not the kind of person who acts without a plan. He must have his reasons for doing this."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan suppressed his anger and continued to look at the stone tablet.

In the scene, Shi Hao is still jumping on different stone steps.

Sometimes he would pause on a stone step for a moment, close his eyes as if sensing something, and sometimes he would stop, squat down, and touch the texture on the stone step with his fingers.

His movements seemed casual, but each one was imbued with focus and seriousness.

What is he looking for?

Nobody knows.

But Zhu Chen knew.

In the original story, Shi Hao did not choose any of the three thousand stone steps.

Because he was about to embark on a path unlike any other, a path that belonged to him alone.

As Yang Qi said, these stone steps were all left by predecessors, and he disdained to walk on them.

What he needs to do is to forge his own path!

A path that surpasses those of its predecessors.

...(End of this chapter)