I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

During the Divine Stele Trial, Shen Ming shattered a True King-level puppet, only then realizing that he had set a new record for the fastest speed.

He absorbed the divine energy that came as a reward, making his spiritual body more complete and pure.

In this spiritual world, the divine source is the fuel for the fire of the spirit.

"So this is what the divine source tastes like. It is indeed mysterious."

In the outside world, within the cave dwelling on Xiaoyao Peak, Shen Ming's true form was emanating powerful fluctuations throughout the process.

Unfortunately, before Shen Ming could fully experience the rewards, the event was already over.

"How stingy!" Shen Ming thought of the bet, still feeling unsatisfied.

Compared to the entire year's revenue of the Divine Flame Dynasty, these divine sources were just a drop in the ocean.

Shen Ming estimated that he was not far from reaching the True King Realm.

"continue."

Shen Ming arrived at the fifty-first floor, where two True King-level puppets were using water and fire attribute divine abilities.

Shen Ming unleashed the sword style of the Black and White Sword Path, with the black and white sword light of yin and yang clashing with the water and fire supernatural powers.

"disease!"

As if wielding a paintbrush, the Great Luo Sword slashed forward, its black and white sword light carrying the puppet's supernatural power, shattering it completely.

On the fifty-second floor, there are four True King-level puppets, all of whom are using water and fire supernatural powers.

"Black and White Sword Style!"

Shen Ming found it to be the perfect tool for honing his black and white sword skills, from which he could gain insights.

The sword strike wasn't as fluid as before, but it still shattered all four puppets simultaneously.

Upon reaching the fifty-third floor, facing eight True King-level puppets, he integrated Shen Ming's insights and understanding into his swordsmanship, and his sword aura returned to its unstoppable sharpness.

It continues to move upwards and enters a virtuous cycle.

The swordplay in the previous layer was somewhat choppy and obstructed, but it was immediately improved in the next layer, destroying more puppets.

"Sword power, three stages."

Shen Ming exhaled a breath of stale air and spoke in a serious tone.

"What sword power?" Jian Li asked, puzzled.

"The third level of the Heavenly Sword Realm." Shen Ming rephrased it, explaining that it was a sudden thought that came to mind, recalling a classic line from a book he had read before.

Jian Li was astonished to discover that he had indeed reached the third level of the Heavenly Sword Realm.

I am once again amazed by Shen Ming's talent. Although it always reveals something unusual, he always manages to achieve breakthroughs.

Upon closer examination, those emperors and even immortal kings who ruled for millennia, none of them can be measured by ordinary standards; they all possess extraordinary qualities.

Perhaps I should learn to accept it and stop making a fuss, lest he look down on me. Jian Li told herself this.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Ming had begun to approach the seventieth floor and was currently on the sixty-eighth floor.

Actually, reaching this point is already an impressive achievement, enough to rank one on the Endless God List.

More and more people came to see Shen Ming's final ranking.

"Judging from this momentum, it may reach the 80th floor and break into the top five."

"That's not necessarily true, but it'll definitely be in the top ten."

"The Divine Flame Dynasty has suffered a crushing defeat this time."

Hearing these comments, the Third Prince's face turned extremely ugly, especially the mocking looks he received, which he found unbearable.

"You're overthinking it. This man is a minor king, not a true king!"

At this moment, Xue Li loudly told everyone.

The challenge has no limit to one's realm. Although talent and spiritual body are valued more, realm still determines the upper limit to a certain extent.

Shen Ming is only at the Lesser King level. If he wants to enter the top ten, his talent must surpass all the geniuses of the Middle Three Realms.

"Only a Lesser King level?! That's a real shame!"

Some people shook their heads, thinking that this Wuji was too impatient; at least they should wait for the true king.

"Don't forget, the first place was achieved by Xiao Wang." Some people felt that it was wrong to make such a definitive statement.

“That’s the chosen one of a great religion, only one like him appears every few hundred years. How can you compare them?” someone objected.

Amidst these discussions, Shen Ming arrived at the seventieth floor.

The Third Prince's heart pounded; he was not far from his seventy-eighth floor.

“Starting from the seventieth floor, everyone is at the Human King level, right? His disadvantage in cultivation level will soon be exposed,” Xue Li said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Ming's golden light shot upwards, reaching the seventy-first floor.

Even when facing the King of Men, he was this fast.

Exclamations rose and fell, and the emotions that had cooled down when they learned of Shen Ming's reduced cultivation level were reignited.

……

Inside the Endless Divine Stele, Shen Ming faced two Human King-level puppets.

The puppet's attacks are limited, it lacks intelligence, and it fights based on instinct, making it inferior to other monsters of the same level.

"Great Luo Sword Technique - God-Slaying Sword Art!"

Therefore, when faced with Shen Ming's sword strike, the puppet did not dodge and faced the sword's edge head-on, splitting in two.

Shen Ming was still thinking that he could deal with the Human King without using the Chaos Sword Intent, but after thinking about it, he decided not to deceive himself.

Puppets and humans are different, just like encountering AI opponents in a game, which feels rather boring.

Up to the seventy-fifth floor, Shen Ming began to feel the pressure.

The sheer number of humans and machines hiding and their unpredictable, relentless attacks are extremely troublesome.

It's just a hassle; it prevents me from continuing to progress quickly.

Shen Ming achieved perfect harmony between man and sword, demonstrating his highest level of swordsmanship. After a fierce battle, he advanced to the next level.

Faced with twice the number of King-level puppets, Shen Ming frowned, realizing that the sword dao insights he had gained from the previous level were no longer sufficient to deal with them.

"Chaotic Sword Intent - Sword Nine!"

Shen Ming used his trump card, but because the Chaos Sword Intent was not inexhaustible, he did not use his strongest sword technique.

Sword Nine was sufficient; the Blazing Fire Sword Prison bloomed in this enclosed space, instantly annihilating all the puppets.

In an instant, Shen Ming arrived at the seventy-seventh floor.

The third prince frowned, starting to lose his composure.

He had just seen hope, but Shen Ming was caught in a fierce battle, and each of the last three levels would be even more difficult.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ming rushed up one floor in one go.

"We've reached the seventy-eighth floor!"

Before the Third Prince could find a reason to comfort himself, Shen Ming struck again, reaching his level.

Clearly, Shen Ming used the same move on both consecutive levels.

The Third Prince's heart pounded, his face felt numb, and he felt as if all the blood had been drained from him.

At this point, he was no different from a gambler; he was still a gambler who had already seen signs of losing.

Fortunately, Shen Ming gave him a chance to catch his breath and did not continue in one fell swoop.

At this moment, inside the divine stele, Shen Ming was silently counting in his mind.

"The seventy-eighth floor, that prince's record."

If Shen Ming completes this level of challenge, he will win the bet, and he can almost imagine the expression on the Third Prince's face.

"Chaos Sword Style".

Therefore, Shen Ming deliberately did not use sword techniques to eliminate the puppets, but instead used the Chaotic Sword Intent to apply to basic sword techniques.

Chaotic sword fire burned on the Great Luo Sword!

One by one, the king-level puppets fell, and the inevitable outcome still occurred.

The third prince, unaware that it was intentional, was filled with apprehension for a while before witnessing a golden light soar into the sky, reaching the seventy-ninth floor.

Instantly, the Third Prince's face turned ashen, and his lips trembled slightly.

With the endless divine monument as his witness, he had no choice but to obediently hand over the divine source, otherwise his fate would be even worse.