High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 577 - 403: Golden Giant, Ye Family Ancestral Precept, Across a Millennium (Part 2)

Especially the Eighth Floor, if it weren’t for Su Mu recently mastering the Immortal Power and risking everything to severely wound the Ye Family ancestor, he probably wouldn’t have been able to pass this Eighth Floor.

"It’s truly a test left by the Ye Family ancestor. If Junlin Pavilion’s challenges are always like this, then I’ve underestimated the monstrous beings of this world."

"To pass the Eighth Floor, perhaps people like Huangfu Tian can also become future allies against calamities."

Su Mu thought to himself. At this moment, he was unaware that starting from the Second Floor, the challenges he faced were no longer the normal tests of Junlin Pavilion.

But rather a life-and-death battle with someone who was once a Martial Saint, indeed one of the first human Martial Saints, even at the same realm, a Martial Saint’s power can easily crush those at the same level, or even kill strong enemies across Great Realms.

The difficulty here is worlds apart, not just tenfold!

But the Ye Family ancestor met Su Mu, this monster.

With thoughts racing, Su Mu took a deep breath and stepped onto the golden staircase.

Buzz!

As Su Mu landed on the First Floor’s step, the Sea of Time went berserk, and beneath the stairs formed a giant counter-clockwise time vortex.

Huh?

At this moment, Su Mu felt the strength within him starting to drain.

Indeed, it was draining, not merely sealed, and the process seemed natural, everything falling into place.

Su Mu extended his right hand, golden time power flowed across his fingertips, and his skin, once like jade marrow, dimmed slightly.

A thought crossed his mind.

Su Mu attempted to activate his superpower’s Basic Time Flow Speed, and immediately a different time force emerged from under his feet, slightly differing from that of Junlin Pavilion.

The Time Stopwatch formed.

[Target: Self]

[Range: One meter]

[Time: Slow down]

[Flow Speed: Forty-eight times]

[Duration: Four hours]

Su Mu glanced around, feeling somewhat surprised.

Before entering Junlin Pavilion, he activated his superpower once on the train, the limit then was thirty-six times.

And now the time multiplier he could control increased from thirty-six times to forty-eight times, the ability to control the time multiplier is related to the strength of spiritual power.

Even if his spiritual power hasn’t increased by a third, it’s still incredibly impressive.

And such a monumental gain came merely from entering Junlin Pavilion and battling the Ye Family ancestor, plus gaining insight into the spiritual power imprint prototype.

"Indeed, there’s great fortune between life and death!"

After muttering this, the Time Stopwatch activated, and after the time forces clashed, Su Mu’s sensation became clearer.

"The time power on this staircase isn’t a mere acceleration, nor a simple slowdown... it’s time reversal!"

To validate his theory, Su Mu took another step, landing on the second step.

Immediately, his inner strength drained even more severely, the newly mastered Immortal Power had disappeared from within him.

"So it’s like this, the test of Junlin Pavilion’s Ninth Floor is actually time reversal!"

Su Mu gazed at the Ninth Floor atop the stairs, aware that as time reversed, a challenger’s power would constantly drain, uncertain to what extent this reversal on the Ninth Floor would reach.

Yet a little reflection could reveal the difficulty within.

Moreover, Junlin Pavilion only grants one chance for each challenge, should one fail, there’s no second opportunity.

"For a thousand years, none have succeeded in reaching the peak."

"Even today’s Martial Saints couldn’t summit, it seems even a Martial Saint cannot resist the time reversal of Junlin Pavilion, this Junlin Pavilion is truly something remarkable."

Su Mu felt that the three prototype imprints within him had started to dissipate.

But what does it matter!

Su Mu’s steps could not be halted here.

Third Floor.

Su Mu sensed the Martial Arts Gate beginning to collapse.

Fourth Floor.

The twelve strands of Immortal Power dissipated.

Fifth Floor.

Fixed Star Body Refining Technique regressed, Crystal Human Form dissolved, Peak Blade Momentum vanished.

Sixth Floor.

Martial Arts Golden Body shattered, Grandmaster’s Force Field destroyed, Path of the Grandmaster severed.

Seventh Floor.

All golden blood faded, returning to normal red color.

Eighth Floor.

Su Mu’s breath grew heavy, Third-Turned Refining Technique forged unprecedented martial roots cracked, collapsed instantly, condensed Qi and Blood dispersed, the last trace of golden light within his muscles and bones completely vanished.

His skin dimmed again, losing its luster.

At this very moment, Su Mu felt unprecedented weakness.

He reverted to being an ordinary person, devoid of any Martial Artist’s Power.

Feeling this weakness, Su Mu’s heart flashed with unease, but it was fleeting, his deep eyes sparkled with reminiscence.

At that time, much like this moment.

Initially, when Su Mu crossed over to this world, wasn’t he just an ordinary person?

Now Su Mu slightly raised his head, looking at the remaining final step, a great wave surged within his heart.

"Could it be that the last level is..."

Now he had lost the Martial Artist’s Power of this world, but he hadn’t completed climbing the final step to reach the Ninth Level of Junlin Pavilion, only what remained before the crossing!

Thus, the final step was quite apparent.

Earth?!

Although not unfamiliar, the name suddenly emerged in Su Mu’s mind, one of his deepest secrets, known to none in this world besides himself.

Just thinking about it, Su Mu’s heart began to beat violently.

He suddenly felt somewhat lost, his body started trembling lightly, memories of Earth began to unravel, surface, interweave, clash, and collide with this world’s memories.

Before crossing, he had many relatives, now over thirty years had passed, are Su Mu’s kin still well?

One familiar face after another emerging before his eyes.

Life and death starkly presented before Su Mu, piercing straight into his soul.

...

Ninth Floor of Junlin Pavilion.

A chilling silhouette filled with murderous intent glaring at Su Mu on the stairs, at this moment, the Ye Family ancestor’s face was filled with anxiety.

"Why has he halted..."

"Could he have discovered the secret of Junlin Pavilion?"

"No, it cannot be!"

Just as the Ye Family ancestor was immensely anxious, Su Mu stepped forward one final time.

...

Hoo!

Su Mu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, raising his head again.

"On Earth, I have my family..."

"But in this world, I also have family and friends, Miaomiao is my wife, Xiaoyue is my daughter, in this world, I have a family, parents, teachers, Little Junior Sister, Instructor Huangfu Xue."

"They matter just as much!"

"Due to crossing over, I’ve already lost family once, this time I wish not to experience it a second time, nor will I ever lose again."

"I must become stronger, only by growing stronger can I protect all this!"

Su Mu stepped out the final step, reaching the pinnacle of Junlin Pavilion.

In an instant.

A fierce killing intent surged forward, the Ye Family ancestor awaited long, she glared daggers at Su Mu, now within Su Mu there wasn’t a scrap of power, as long as she moved her finger, even a thought could obliterate Su Mu a thousand times over.

Actually, Ye Family’s speculation wasn’t incorrect, from the beginning, the Ye Family ancestor had no intention of letting anyone summit Junlin Pavilion.

Therefore, in a way, what the drunkard said to the girl that day wasn’t wrong, Junlin Pavilion never truly had a Ninth Level.

Unless the Ye Family ancestor deliberately held back.

This final hurdle depended on the Ye Family ancestor’s will!

Before the Ye Family ancestor did not recognize anyone, so none could reach the top, what the Ye Family ancestor did was merely send those who passed the Eighth Level away from Junlin Pavilion.

But now, the Ye Family ancestor didn’t intend to do so, she wanted to keep this person in front, utterly eliminate them.

But just at this moment.

Suddenly, a change occurred.

Su Mu’s power, lost due to the time reversal, began to return, almost instantly restored to the peak, yet the increasingly powerful aura continued to rise, becoming even more terrifying.

Third Forging!

Fourth Forging!

Fifth Forging!

Beyond Fifth Forging, Half-Saint...

Then a great force descended with might!

At this moment, Su Mu’s head ached immensely, then his bloodshot eyes seemingly crossed millennia, glimpsing a city in ruins.

In the extreme distance, a colossal figure exuding terrifying aura, swept up endless evil black smoke emerged from the abyssal depths.

The world changed color, an endless sea of fire, frost covering the sky.