However, two hours later, after the light on the thirty-first floor lit up, the Disciples watching the battle could no longer remain calm.
Because this thirty-one was a special number, a number deeply etched in their hearts.
For millions of years, the most Prodigious Disciple of their Ancient God Sect had stopped at the thirty-first stage, and this was already hundreds of thousands of years ago.
That Prodigy from back then had long since fallen.
In these hundreds of thousands of years, their best record was only twenty-six stages.
They never expected that their best record in hundreds of thousands of years would be so easily broken by Ye Lin.
And now, Ye Lin actually dared to challenge the Ancient God Sect's former best record; how could they remain calm?
"You guys say, can this Ye Lin pass the thirty-first stage?"
Suddenly, a weak voice broke the extremely calm atmosphere.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even the Sword God back then only stopped at the thirty-first stage. Sword God is the Ancient God Sect's number one Prodigy. No matter how Prodigious Ye Lin is, he can never be compared to Sword God."
Upon mentioning the Sword God, the faces of these Disciples turned red, and their emotions became extremely unstable.
Because the Sword God was the pride of their Ancient God Sect, the number one idol of the younger generation in their Ancient God Sect.
But in the end, he still fell.
Even if he fell, he remained an eternal myth.
"I don't believe it either. I don't believe Ye Lin can break the myth that Sword God once created."
"I don't believe it either. Just watch, he won't last long. After a while, he will be mercilessly teleported out by the Tongtian Tower."
"I think so too."
Inside the Tongtian Tower, Ye Lin looked at the bone knife in his hand and was instantly speechless.
This thirty-first stage was somewhat special.
His cultivation had been completely suppressed, even his Physical Body and everything else were suppressed.
Now, he was just an ordinary Mortal, a Mortal as ordinary as could be.
And in front of him, ten fierce tigers at the first level of Qi Cultivation were entrenched.
Immortals and Mortals are eternally separated; even a Cultivator at the first level of Qi Cultivation can easily defeat hundreds of well-trained soldiers, let alone these ten fierce tigers at the first level of Qi Cultivation.
No wonder the Ancient God Sect's best record was the thirty-first stage; even he couldn't help but feel a slight toothache.
It was easy to kill the fierce tigers in front of him. After all, with his skills, it was not difficult to kill a fierce tiger; he just needed to move around and look for opportunities.
But the fatal thing was that he was now in a Mortal body, and his strength was limited.
Moreover, it was the body of a scholar, the kind that gets out of breath after running a few steps. This was the truly most difficult part.
To kill ten fierce tigers at the first level of Qi Cultivation with such a delicate body, if anyone heard this, it would sound like a joke.
"Roar."
The next moment, the fierce tiger let out a world-destroying roar, then charged towards Ye Lin, while the nine fierce tigers behind it also roared furiously and charged towards Ye Lin.
Ye Lin had already given up on the idea of directly confronting them and simply turned and ran.
Confront them directly? Heh, go ahead and try, I'd like to see?
"Roar."
The next moment, a furious roar came from behind Ye Lin. Ye Lin only felt a gust of Kuang Feng coming from behind him and instinctively dropped to the ground. The next moment, a fierce tiger leaped over Ye Lin's head.
