Peerless Divine Sovereign

Inside the Divine Demon Hall, Ye Xuan was sitting on the stairs with a worried expression. His head was lowered, no one knew what he was thinking.    

Just before, he had tried to go down, but just as he was about to collapse the fourth step, a great pressure came upon him, making it hard for him to breathe. In the end, he had no choice but to retreat.    

Going down would be hopeless, at least the current Ye Xuan was unable to do so. Furthermore, like skull s said, even if he could go down, it wouldn't be done in a day or two. It might even take ten years.    

But this was not what Ye Xuan was thinking, staying here for one more second would be dangerous. No one knew when the true master of the skull would return, so at that time, Ye Xuan wouldn't have to go out.    

He couldn't go down, but he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. At this time, Ye Xuan's chest felt like it was being pressed by a rock, if it continued, even if he didn't starve to death, he would be pressured to death.    

Therefore, there was only one way left to him, and that was to desperately climb upwards. Even though he could do it as he pleased, it was still better than sitting here and waiting for his death. At the very least, there was still a chance of survival.    

Thinking to this point, Ye Xuan let out a long sigh, stood up, and raised his head to look at the remaining five steps.    

Seeing the previously decadent Ye Xuan suddenly stand up, the skull was happy. Just as he was about to speak, it suddenly realized that Ye Xuan was looking at him with eyes filled with anger, scaring him so much that he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.    

Seeing the skull's head drooping like a child, fingers twirling in front of its stomach, with its upper jaw biting its lower jaw, two balls of green light jumped about, its face full of grievance, and from time to time, it would sneak a peek at, causing Ye Xuan to burst out in laughter.    

To be honest, skull were not the one to be blamed. After all, he treated himself as his master, and if he had to blame something, he could only blame himself for being too reckless.    

This was especially so with regards to the The Age of Demons and Gods, which had led to his negligence and carelessness. If the Elder Ling was present, the result would be different.    

However, no matter how much he regretted, it was useless now. He could only hurry up and leave the Heaven Stairway, which was what Ye Xuan should do now.    

After resting for a while and recovering some of his strength, he lifted his feet. Although they were still heavy, it was not that he couldn't move, it was just that his speed had slowed down.    

The restrictions on the Heaven Stairway were very special, and just as the skull had said, without a certain level of cultivation, it would be difficult to climb the stairs, and the spiritual power could not be used, so the pressure would be even stronger.    

The higher the cultivation, the harder it was to advance. If it was an ordinary person without a cultivation, the effect would be different, and it wouldn't be so difficult.    

Of course, it was impossible for ordinary people without cultivation to come to the Splintersoul Mountain Range and enter the Demonic Palace.    

There was a distance of over a dozen meters between the fourth and fifth flight of stairs. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xuan finally arrived at the skull's side after walking for a long time.    

After arriving at the skull's side, Ye Xuan no longer had any strength left. He sat down on his butt and panted heavily.    

"Ai, if this continues, I don't know when I'll be able to reach the top." Looking at the four flight of stairs above him, Ye Xuan sighed as he laid down weakly on the stairs.