The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

In the Dragon Roar Hall, Yun Che had been practicing in seclusion for over two months.

During this period of time, ten transparent dragon shadows were constantly flying and circling in the sky. Their figures were looming, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, echoing throughout the palace.

The ten dragon shadows were like an illusory dream, yet they carried endless majesty and power.

And among them, there is a huge golden dragon, which is hovering in the sky.

Those red eyes were as blazing as flames, staring intently at Yun Che below, as if scrutinizing his every move.

Yun Che sat upright on the golden lotus platform, legs crossed, eyes closed, concentrating, and devoting himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.

Finally, he finished his training, suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the golden dragon in the sky, and said with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice: "I'm tired, I want to go out for a walk."

However, Jin Long did not do as he wished.

It spoke in human language, its voice filled with disappointment and dissatisfaction: "Two months, and you've trained a dragon shadow?

After more than a thousand years, you have only trained ten dragon shadows?

Mo Yunchen, you really disappoint this God!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Che jumped down from the Golden Lotus Platform and stood firmly on the ground.

He looked up at the golden dragon, a sneer on his face: "My talent is just like that. If you don't like me, then find another host."

Upon hearing this, the golden dragon raised its head and roared, its voice shaking the nine heavens.

Immediately afterwards, its form began to change, transforming into a humanoid figure identical to Yun Che, suspended in the air.

Yun Che watched the golden dragon transform into his own image, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart. He asked anxiously, "What do you want to do?"

The two men, one above and one below, with one red eye and one black eye, stared at each other, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

The air was filled with tension and danger.

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The observatory above the Dragon Roar Hall looks particularly mysterious in the night.

The stars are dotted like countless sparkling gems inlaid on the black sky, shining with charming light.

At this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be inspired by something, surging violently, adding an unusual atmosphere to this quiet night.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone down from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire observatory in a golden glow.

Yun Che's spiritual sense moved, and he immediately noticed this unusual phenomenon.

He looked up and saw that many monks had gathered on the observatory.

Some monks stood there, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for some adventure to happen.

Some sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and concentrated, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to their heart's content, trying to use this opportunity to improve their own cultivation.

Seeing this, Yun Che raised his eyebrows slightly, a surge of curiosity in his heart.

"I'll go up and have a look."

However, before he could move, the golden dragon could no longer hold back. It leaped up, transformed into a golden lightning, and flew rapidly towards the observatory.

Upon seeing this, Yun Che immediately spread his body and followed closely behind.

When the monks saw this scene, they were all surprised.

When they saw that the two looked exactly the same, they immediately bowed and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Emperor, for creating a clone!"

Yun Che smiled bitterly inwardly upon hearing this.

He understood that these people had obviously misunderstood his relationship with the Dragon God.

The Dragon God standing aside remained silent, just staring at the observatory quietly, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, leaving a dazzling crack. The light was so bright and dazzling that it illuminated the entire sky like daylight.

Then, a long ladder slowly descended. Fairy air lingered above the stone steps, and clouds rolled in the mist, making it look like a bridge leading to another mysterious world.

When the monks saw this strange sight, they were all amazed and talked about it.

"This must be the Emperor's cultivation having reached another breakthrough, causing the Heavenly Emperor to lower the Heavenly Gate and open the way to the Divine Realm."

Their eyes were filled with awe and anticipation, as if they saw the hope of ascending to the divine realm right before their eyes.

"Is this allowing us to ascend to the divine realm?"

The cultivators turned and looked at Yun Che, their voices filled with respect and expectation.

They knew that Yun Che was not only their leader, but also their only hope of ascending to the divine realm.

Yun Che quietly looked at these cultivators. They were all independent cultivators cultivating in the Biluo Palace. Some of them had been cultivating for hundreds of years but still could not break through the bottleneck.

The Biluo Palace is a holy place in the fairyland above the nine heavens. It was the residence given to him by the Emperor of Heaven when he ascended to the divine realm more than a thousand years ago.

Among these cultivators, some were followers given to him by the Emperor of Heaven in recognition of his achievements, and some were cultivated from the spiritual plants he carefully nurtured in this Biluo Palace.

Now, the Emperor of Heaven suddenly opened the Heavenly Gate and lowered the Heavenly Ladder. Yun Che couldn't help but secretly speculate in his heart: Which realm is he going to send me on this business trip again?

After some thought, Yun Che finally made a decision.

He ordered the monks, "Everyone, please follow me."

Upon hearing this, the Dragon God snorted coldly, then transformed into a golden dragon and sank into Yun Che's body.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators were once again convinced that this Dragon God, who looked exactly like Yun Che, must be the Emperor's clone.

Yun Che leaped up with an agile figure, standing firmly on the ladder leading to the divine realm.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes determined, and took a step forward, embarking on the road he had walked when he ascended to the divine realm.

This ladder to heaven has a total of 19,999 floors, and each floor contains endless tests and challenges. Only a few people can climb to heaven.

Yun Che pondered in his heart. In the past, the Emperor of Heaven always issued tasks to him through voice transmission of imperial decrees, but this time, he opened the gate of heaven and lowered the ladder to connect. This must have an unusual meaning.

Could it be that something big is about to happen in the Six Realms? Yun Che's heart was filled with doubts and anticipation.

Originally, Yun Che also planned to go to the Heavenly Realm to ask the Emperor of Heaven about the mystery of the Dragon God's life experience and the curse of shedding skin and reshaping the body for a thousand years.

This curse had been plaguing Yun Che, making him feel deeply uneasy.

He longed to find a way to break the shackles and remove the shackles from his body.

Recalling that two months ago, Yun Che had gone to the East China Sea to inquire about his life story from the Dragon King.

The Dragon King told him that his ability to reshape his body once every thousand years was all thanks to the Emperor of Heaven.

This news shocked Yun Che immensely, and it also led him to speculate more about the Heavenly Emperor's intentions.

Now, with the ladder to heaven in front of him, Yun Che is fully aware of the mission and responsibility he shoulders.

Yun Che stepped onto the ladder that led to the sky, and each step he took seemed so leisurely and unhurried.

Behind him is a large group of monks full of longing and desire. They are scrambling to climb this legendary ladder to heaven, hoping to reach new heights on the road of cultivation.

Those cultivators with lower cultivation felt the pressure from the ladder as soon as they stepped onto it.

Some of them had just taken a step when they were knocked back by the powerful force, their faces full of astonishment and unwillingness.

However, they did not give up. Instead, they quickly adjusted their state, mustered up their courage again, and climbed up firmly.

Some monks had higher cultivation levels. After walking about ten steps, they began to feel discomfort in their bodies.

It felt like millions of poisonous snakes were tearing at their flesh, making them suffer so much pain that they could hardly move their legs.

They gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and continued to move forward on the ladder with tenacious perseverance.

There are also some monks who find it extremely difficult to walk on the ladder, perhaps because their cultivation is not solid enough or because of their special physique.

They held their stomachs, their faces were pale, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down their cheeks, and every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife.

Despite this, they still did not give up, but looked into the distance with firm eyes, hoping to break through themselves and reach a new level.

However, Yun Che did not look back at all this.

He knew very well that the path of spiritual practice was full of ups and downs and hardships, and only by having firm beliefs and moving forward courageously could he go further on this path.

He focused all his energy on the road ahead, with only one thought in his mind: to climb to the end of the ladder and explore the unknown secrets.