Chapter 885
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The staircase led upwards, obscured by the chaotic energy, making it impossible to see anything beyond.
In another direction, there was another staircase, this one leading downwards.
As Ye Wushuang approached the entrance of the downward staircase, he was stunned.
He descended the steps and found himself on the second level of the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower.
Millions of ethereal sword energies swirled around the peerless divine sword—the Nine-Yuan Ethereal Sword.
Just now…
He had been on… the third level of the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower!
The third level had been activated?
Ye Wushuang, now calm, began to understand.
Activating the third level required an immense surge of life force.
During the battle in the capital,
countless lives had been lost.
The life force of warriors from the Yuanfu, Tiangang, and Wanfa realms had all been absorbed by the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower.
It made sense that the third level had been activated.
However, what Ye Wushuang hadn’t expected was that the third level contained only a single technique: the Great Xuán God-Slaying Technique!
It was only now that Ye Wushuang truly realized.
No wonder the first volume of the Great Xuán God-Slaying Technique, the Nine-Turns Thunder Technique, was so profound and powerful.
The Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower was likely not from the Canghuang Heaven.
And this Great Xuán God-Slaying Technique was probably not a martial technique from the Canghuang Heaven either.
There were always greater beings beyond us, and higher heavens beyond our own.
Such a martial technique could truly be called unparalleled in this world.
By a stroke of luck, the third level of the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower had been activated, allowing Ye Wushuang to obtain this extraordinary martial technique.
But now, how could he awaken and regain control of his body?
After trying every possible method without success, Ye Wushuang had no choice but to give up.
His soul seemed to be sealed within the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower.
He couldn’t get out!
He couldn’t connect with the outside world either.
So Ye Wushuang decided to continue cultivating the Nine-Turns Thunder Technique within the third level, striving to gather more thunder seals.
Day by day, as he cultivated this technique, Ye Wushuang became more and more amazed.
Every time he carefully studied the explanations of the Nine-Turns Thunder Technique, he felt a sense of renewal and profound insight.
This made Ye Wushuang increasingly immersed in it.
Until one day.
An unknown amount of time had passed in the outside world.
Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a cool sensation.
What was it?
He went to the first level and tried to break through the portal of the Nine-Heavens God-Taming Tower.
This time, it was no longer without any response. The majestic ancient tower, with its grand presence, began to emit a faint light from its entrance.
Ye Wushuang realized that the moment of his awakening had arrived!
Ye Mansion.
Inside the room.
Ye Wushuang lay on the bed, covered with a silk quilt, looking peaceful as if he were sleeping.
By the bedside.
Qing Shiyu, dressed in a light blue dress, had a pure and captivating face, flawless features, and an aura that had changed significantly.
Compared to before the battle in the capital and the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest, she now exuded a more formidable presence.
On the bed, Ye Wushuang had been in a deep sleep.
“Wushuang…”
Qing Shiyu whispered softly, “When will you wake up?”
As she spoke, tears fell from her beautiful eyes.
The tears dropped onto Ye Wushuang’s hand, and Qing Shiyu gently held it, saying, “It’s been three months, and you still haven’t woken up?”
Her expression was filled with worry and loneliness.
“I…”
Suddenly, a voice rang out abruptly.
Qing Shiyu was startled and looked at Ye Wushuang’s face.
On the bed, Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and said, “I…”
Having lain in bed for too long, Ye Wushuang was now struggling to speak clearly as he regained control of his body.
“You’re awake!”
Qing Shiyu immediately stood up and shouted, “Ye Wushuang… he… he’s awake!”
This cry was like a stone thrown into still water, causing ripples throughout the mansion.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea,
the room was filled with people, both inside and out.
Master Siyin, Su Chenyang, and the Sixth Master of Lingjian Mountain, Shi Wuheng.
Ye Yunzhe, Ye Qingfeng, Liu Yuemei, as well as Yuan Pengwang, Xu Yuntian, Tian Chengwen, and others like Xu Qiuyuan, Tang Tianyou, Xiao Yuan, Wang Xueqi, and so on…
Familiar faces appeared before Ye Wushuang’s eyes.
Master Siyin sat by the bedside and carefully examined Ye Wushuang.
“Huh?”
Master Siyin looked at Ye Wushuang curiously, her jade-like hand gently caressing his cheek, teasing, “Young man, tell me, how did you wake up?”
Ye Wushuang gave a bitter smile and said, “I just woke up naturally!”
Master Siyin was even more astonished.
She could clearly sense that Ye Wushuang’s body had recovered and his soul was stable, but his soul and body were not connected.
And yet, Ye Wushuang had just… woken up?
