The crowd's eyes immediately showed delight; this white jade staircase must lead to the ascension to the heavens.

"You, how did you do it?"

Zhao Letian curiously transmitted his voice to ask.

"Heh, this is merely a common method used in the ancient times, not worth mentioning!"

Golden Flood Dragon did not elaborate further, he shook his head and spoke with indifference.

Seeing Golden Flood Dragon unwilling to say more, Zhao Letian also did not pursue the question.

He was not really interested in how Golden Flood Dragon opened the path to the heavens; what interested him was whether there were any Emperor Wu's relics at the end of that path.

"Let's go!"

Someone shouted, and immediately everyone rushed towards the white jade stairs, vying to be the first.

No one wanted to miss the treasures of Emperor Wu.

At the same time, Zhao Letian and his three companions also rushed forward.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

However, as soon as everyone set foot on the white jade staircase, they felt an immense pressure suddenly descend upon them, pushing many to their knees on the stairs, unable to move. Some of those with lesser strength even lay prostrate directly.

"What's happening?"

"Damn it! Meng Yi, did you trap us?"

Surprised and angry, the crowd's gaze converged on Meng Yi.

They thought that Golden Flood Dragon had pulled some trick.

However, they soon realized that they were mistaken.

Because at that moment, Golden Flood Dragon himself was kneeling on the white jade stairs, his expression also extremely unsightly.

At the same time, Zhao Letian and the others were in a similar predicament.

"Damn it! This Emperor Wu actually left a Power of Laws on this heavenly stairway to test everyone. Only martial artists with sufficient talent and strength can pass the test and step into the Supreme Heaven!"

Golden Flood Dragon said with frustration.

"A test? Will there be any danger?"

Zhao Letian frowned and asked.

"There shouldn't be!"

Golden Flood Dragon shook his head.

"If that's the case, then let's go!"

Zhao Letian's eyes relaxed, his gaze was firmly fixed on the clouds at the end of the path to the heavens. He stood up resolutely and stepped onto a higher level stair.

"Boom!"

As soon as he stood on the second-layer stair, Zhao Letian felt the pressure on him increase substantially.

However, he could still bear this level of pressure, so he continued to step steadily and move upward.

At the same time, the trio in golden armor also followed closely behind, climbing higher steps.

Seeing this, others stopped complaining and, biting their teeth, withstood that increasingly strong pressure, climbing one stair at a time.

"Not good! I can't hold on any longer!"

A prodigy from the Sky Dome Dynasty, when reaching the hundredth step, turned red-faced, his veins protruding high, his body shaking uncontrollably. He felt he had reached his limit and couldn't ascend any further.

Yet he did not want to give up and continued to grit his teeth, unleashing his Bloodline Power, his body radiating blood-red Spirit Light, the breath surged, with sheer willpower, he lifted his foot and forcibly stepped onto the hundred and first stair.

"Boom!"

Just as he set one foot upon it, the individual immediately felt the pressure on his body spike by numerous times in an instant, nearly crushing him into pieces. With a drastic change in color on his face, he tried to retract the foot he had stepped out with.

"Bang!"

But before he could pull it back, he was directly crushed by that terrifying pressure, exploding into a shower of flesh and blood.

"Hiss!"

Witnessing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but sharply inhale in shock, their brows all furrowed as they unhappily looked towards the Golden Flood Dragon.

Hadn't the Golden Flood Dragon just said that there were no dangers? What was this situation?

"Hmph! Don't look at me like that, that fool overreached himself, lacking in talent and strength yet devoid of any self-awareness, insisting on forcing his way up, it's simply seeking death. If he doesn't die, who would?"

Sensing everyone's gaze, the Golden Flood Dragon turned around with a disdainful snort.

At this moment, the Golden Flood Dragon had already ascended more than two hundred steps, standing straight, his face normal and his breath steady, as if everything was fine, which made everyone look at him with eyes full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

However, envy also filled the eyes of the Golden Flood Dragon at this moment.

Because above him, there was another person.

That person was none other than Zhao Letian.

Indeed, leading the crowd in front at this moment was not Ji Pengyu and the others, but Zhao Letian. He had already reached the height of over three hundred steps.

Moreover, Zhao Letian's demeanor was also very relaxed at this very moment, each step he took was incredibly steady, clearly indicating that this height was still far from his limit.

"This little freak, his Physical Strength is absurdly strong, even the True Demon Body of a Demon Clan member of the same level might not be a match for him. I reckon that with his Physical Strength alone, he could easily pass through this path to heaven!"

The Golden Flood Dragon thought gloomily.

His body had been fortified by the demonic spirit, far exceeding that of other martial artists of the same level, but compared to Zhao Letian, there was still a significant gap. After all, Zhao Letian could now, with his mere Physical Strength, easily obliterate an opponent in the Initial Stage of Sect Martial Realm.

As for other aspects, Zhao Letian was currently no weaker than anyone else, so if he is not the one leading at the front, who else could be?

Meanwhile, Ji Pengyu, Gu Qingyang, Ji Cangming, Ye Zhenxiao, and other top invincible powerhouses closely following behind the Golden Flood Dragon, were even more frustrated than anyone.

Originally, they should have been the stars of this adventure into the Imperial Secret Realm, shining brightly and inspiring awe throughout the three great empires, revered and celebrated by countless people. But now, not just one person was suppressing them, overshadowing their brilliance.

"Zhao Letian, Meng Yi!"

Ji Pengyu and the others stared intently at Zhao Letian and the Golden Flood Dragon in front of them, revealing a cold murderous intent.

Accustomed to being unparalleled and out of reach as the top genius talents, they could not bear the humiliation of being suppressed and overshadowed.

They were determined to settle this score.

"Perfect opportunity!"

Just then, Xiao Yan from Skyfire Country, who was not far behind Ji Pengyu and the others, suddenly had a flash of sharpness in his eyes. He flipped his hand, pulled out a Longsword, and sent a powerfully terrifying Red Flame Blade Light slashing towards Zhao Letian in front.

Xiao Yan had been defeated by Zhao Letian before and had been harboring resentment ever since, looking for an opportunity to eliminate Zhao Letian.

In his view, now was the perfect time—the moment when Zhao Letian, engrossed in ascending the heavenly path, was least guarded.

"An invincible powerhouse!"

"Xiao Yan has hidden his strength; he has actually become an invincible powerhouse!"

The crowd exclaimed in shock.

The power of this blade light was tremendous, clearly reaching the level of an invincible powerhouse.

"Courting death!"

However, without even turning his head, Zhao Letian's hand flashed with Spirit Light, summoning a Longsword; he countered with a slash of Invincible Sword Qi and met the attack head-on.