"Ant!"

Feng Wuliang stared at Ye Han for five breaths before spitting out the word.

After speaking, he resolutely turned around, his qi and blood surging, and took a step forward, heading towards the three-thousandth step.

The Futu Heavenly Ladder, at three thousand steps, was a threshold.

If a martial artist could cross the three thousand steps using only their physical strength, they would gain immense benefits, receiving an invisible power bestowed by the ladder.

In this assessment of climbing the Futu Heavenly Ladder, Feng Wuliang's only opponent was himself.

He wanted to seize this opportunity to further purify and strengthen his Dragon Body.

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Step by step, he tempered himself, believing that one day, he could achieve the true "Dragon Body."

Ye Han looked up at the sky, indifferently watching Feng Wuliang, his expression unchanged.

As time passed, his figure gradually faded from the sight of Li Qianjue and the others below.

Sixteen hundred steps... nineteen hundred steps... two thousand steps!

At the moment of crossing the two thousand steps, Ye Han's pace finally slowed slightly.

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