Chapter 1186 The Strange ‘Whisper of the Wind’ and the Sixth Brother in the Thunder Pool

The seventh floor of the Holy Tower.

Yang Che spent several days to condense a large amount of 'pseudo-chaotic power' again.

Then he opened his eyes and looked carefully at the endless calm ocean.

After a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes, Yang Che began to quickly pinch his fingers and fell into the sea, continuing to try to awaken the 'tower spirit'.

After playing countless strange spells over and over again, the sea finally 'slight breeze suddenly rose', the waves rippled, and then the strange 'low hum of the wind' sounded again.

Yang Che almost immediately took out the 'sound-image jade slip' and engraved it while concentrating on sensing it carefully.

This time, the strange hum of the wind, from low to high, from light to heavy, from slow to fast, gradually formed a mysterious and rhythmic sound wave, and drilled into his ears.

Yang Che carefully sensed it, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally his mind was suddenly shocked, revealing an incredible surprise.

At first it sounded like the ‘law of wind’, but the closer it got to the end, the more clearly Yang Che could sense it, which was definitely more profound and mysterious than the ‘law of wind’.

Unfortunately, this strange ‘wind chant’ did not last too long and gradually disappeared.

Fortunately, he had engraved the ‘wind chant’ sound just now in the sound-image jade slip, and immediately his consciousness poured in and carefully sensed it again.

After sensing it again, something incredible happened to Yang Che. The sound-image jade slip in his hand suddenly ‘clicked’ and shattered.

Yang Che was immediately startled and realized that this ‘wind chant’ was definitely extraordinary.

“Perhaps, it’s not far from awakening the tower spirit.”

Yang Che thought secretly in his heart, and finally decided to continue climbing the tower immediately.

The repulsive force on the seventh-level ‘ladder stone steps’ was even stronger than he had imagined. As soon as he stepped on it, he was suddenly ‘bounced’ out.

Fortunately, the ‘swallowing heaven Dharma image’ immediately condensed and helped him stabilize his body.

Yang Che's eyes were solemn, thinking carefully.

If he forced to climb the tower in this state, he would not be able to reach the top in less than a year.

And the sixth senior brother 'Wuma Gusheng', who he had never met, was very likely on the eighth or ninth floor. With such a long time, it was hard to guarantee that Senior Brother Wuma would be recognized by the 'Tower Spirit', making things more difficult.

Deep in Yang Che's heart, there was definitely not a bit of 'anxiety', because the longer the time was spent, the more variables there would be.

He naturally knew that the longer the time dragged on, the greater the possibility that Senior Brother Wuma would be recognized by the Tower Spirit.

However, this little bit of 'anxiety' in his heart was quickly erased by him.

He did not understand the 'Tower Spirit', but he had absolute strong confidence in his master.

Since the master said that he passed the test and gave him the ‘Sacred Ruins Order’ made of ten powerful sword energies, it meant that the master had already regarded him as the ‘Son of the Holy Spirit’. Moreover, as the eldest senior brother said, if one passed the ‘Son of the Holy Spirit’ test of the master, a unique aura would be generated on the body, which would be sensed by the tower spirit, so he believed that Senior Brother Wu Ma should not be able to succeed.

But he naturally didn’t want to spend too much time climbing the tower, and was ready to enter the eighth floor or even the ninth floor at the fastest speed.

Keeping the dual opening of the Heaven Devouring Dharma Image and the Chaos Mysterious Realm, Yang Che climbed the stone steps of the ladder, directly sacrificed the ‘Shenyuan Palace’, and injected a milky white fairy air into it.

The Shenyuan Palace changed to the size of a house, and then pressed on Yang Che’s head.

Yang Che raised his hands, dragged the Shenyuan Palace, and pressed him on the stone steps with the terrifying power of the Shenyuan Palace, thereby offsetting the huge repulsive force of the stone steps.

Once this method was used, Yang Che was pleasantly surprised to find that the repulsive force on the stone steps was completely offset, so his speed was even faster than the stone steps of the sixth-floor holy tower!

This unexpected result naturally made Yang Che very happy, and he lifted up the Shenyuan Palace and quickly climbed to the top teleportation array.

However, what made Yang Che feel painful was that this "milky white fairy air" was also being consumed as he climbed quickly.

Half a month later, Yang Che successfully climbed to the "teleportation array" at the top of the stone steps, and then without any hesitation, he collected the Shenyuan Palace and immediately entered the teleportation array and came to the eighth floor.

The eighth floor.

It was still the stone steps of the heavenly ladder, but the place where it stood was neither a verdant mountain nor a vast ocean, but a vast plain.

And as soon as Yang Che entered the eighth floor, he seemed to hear thunder rumbling, as if endless thunder was roaring towards the earth.

Yang Che immediately thought of what his senior brother said, that there was a very magical 'hidden thunder pool' on the eighth floor, which could only be seen by those who were destined to see it.

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Che immediately turned into a ray of lightning and flew towards the place where the thunder sound came from.

An hour later, he saw an incredibly large 'thunder pool' appearing in the deep valley of the plain ahead.

This thunder pool was ten thousand miles in radius. Yang Che kept approaching and saw three-color thunder columns, four-color thunder columns, and five-color thunder columns starting to appear near the center of the thunder pool.

In the center area, six-color thunder columns suddenly appeared, and even extremely rare seven-color thunder columns, as well as an extremely thick eight-color thunder column.

The power of the six-color heavenly thunder column can threaten the 'king-level' Mahayana cultivators.

And the seven-color heavenly thunder column, with just one, can seriously injure a king-level Mahayana cultivator!

As for the terrifying aura emanating from the eight-colored sky-lightning pillar, Yang Che had no doubt that it would instantly kill a ‘king-level Mahayana cultivator’ and seriously injure a ‘king-level’ Mahayana cultivator with just one strike!

It is said that even ‘king-level’ strongmen would avoid the legendary nine-colored sky-lightning pillar.

Long ago, many of the ‘old monsters in the late Mahayana stage’ who had lived for countless thousands of years eventually died under the terrifying seven-color or even eight-color lightning pillars of the ‘great heavenly tribulation’.

For example, the ‘human cultivators of the refining realm’ will experience a great heavenly tribulation every three thousand years, but it is said that if they cannot break through to the fusion stage, they will be reduced to ashes after experiencing nine great heavenly tribulations at most in the refining realm!

And cultivators in the fusion stage can withstand many more great heavenly tribulations, but in the human race, it is said that they will be reduced to ashes after experiencing twenty-seven at most.

As for the Mahayana cultivators, if they are strong enough and well prepared, there are real ‘powerful people’ in the history of the human race who have resisted hundreds of great heavenly tribulations, but if they cannot open the immortal gate and enter the immortal world in the end, they will not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes.

Yang Che soon discovered that in the center of the huge thunder pool, between a large number of six-color and seven-color thunder pillars, and even closer to several seven-color thunder pillars, a silver figure was sitting cross-legged, bathing in the rumbling thunder and lightning.

When he discovered this figure, a very gentle voice suddenly came to his ear:

"You should be the seventh junior brother, right? Seventh junior brother, I am your sixth senior brother 'Wuma Gusheng'. It's rare for you and I to meet here. This is our first meeting. I wanted to treat you to a pot of good wine and get to know you better. But I am trapped in this 'hidden thunder pool' and can't get out of the thunder pool for a while. I can only treat you to a pot of good wine across the thunder pool."

As the voice fell, a unique silver wine pot suddenly flew out of the thunder pool and floated in front of Yang Che.