Chapter 653: Peak of Great Power!

At the sudden words, Ningxue couldn't help but roll her eyes, realizing she had no idea who that person was.

"Daughter, is this person from that clan?" The head of the Bai family also showed interest, asking.

The old men around also gathered around, wondering how someone so young could have such terrifying cultivation, likely backed by a formidable force.

"Alas... this has nothing to do with you..." Ningxiu quickly waved her hand, and under the astonished gazes around, she pulled Ningxue and rushed out of the hall.

"This girl, why is she hiding things from me?" The head of the Bai family muttered with some dissatisfaction.

A few old men exchanged glances, vaguely displeased, but said nothing more. As long as they could win the competition, anything was fine.

Dragged by Ningxiu, Ningxue's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "Little sister, what are you doing?"

Hearing this, Ningxiu cast a suspicious glance at her, then pouted and said discontentedly, "Sister, you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Bai Ningxue was full of confusion. She pursed her lips, unable to understand what she was talking about.

It was a boudoir, filled with a faint fragrance. Ningxiu rushed in, ignoring Ningxue's attempts to stop her, and her sly eyes darted around.

"What are you looking for?" Ningxue sat upright on a chair. This was her room, and she was very puzzled.

A hint of cunning flashed in Ningxiu's eyes. Her figure flickered and appeared beside the painting area.

Under Ningxue's tense gaze, her hand instantly opened the drawer and took out a painting from inside.

"Sister, you still won't admit it. You've known each other for a long time!" Seeing Ningxue's expression, she gave a sly smile, unrolled the painting, revealing a young man.

The Heavenly Stairway of Creation spiraled upward. A young man stepped into the divine pool, surrounded by auspicious beasts, with a divine ring on his forehead, his aura ethereal. The painting was very lifelike.

Seeing the young man in the painting, Ningxiu nodded. No wonder that person seemed so familiar; she had seen him before.

"How do you know about this painting?" Ningxue suddenly became anxious, a blush spreading across her cheeks, a hint of shyness. Then she waved her jade hand and snatched the painting from her.

"Sister, look at your shy look, shame on you..." Ningxiu pointed at Ningxue, unable to help but laugh heartily.

"Stinky girl, shut up." Ningxue was furious, stomping her little feet, her cheeks flushed red, looking very charming.

"I won't shut up. Tell me quickly, who is he? What's your relationship? So this guy already knew you, and he was putting on airs. How annoying." Sticking out her tongue, Ningxiu's big eyes stared at Ningxue's face, grinning.

Hearing this, Ningxue's body instantly stiffened, a faint trace of resentment flickering in her eyes. Her mind drifted back to that scene, and she said softly, "He disappeared..."

"Disappeared..." Ningxiu's little brows shot up, and she quickly said, "Sister, did that heartless man abandon you? I'll go find him."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ningxue's eyes widened, and she said angrily, "We don't even know each other. Don't talk nonsense."

"Ah... then why do you have his portrait?" Ningxiu's voice rose a few notches, and she exclaimed, "Sister, you're not pining for him, are you?"

She couldn't help but roll her eyes and snorted, "Don't worry about that. Anyway, he's probably dead by now."

"Wow haha... I'm dying of laughter. So Brother Meng doesn't even know you, and you're just pining for him..." Ningxiu clutched her stomach, laughing so hard tears almost came out.

"Brother Meng..." Ningxue's face instantly froze. She suddenly recalled the scene just now; the aura emanating from that young man seemed somewhat similar.

Back in the day on Daoshen Mountain, Yang Tian had once unexpectedly helped a woman. She had fallen from the Heavenly Ladder, and it was Yang Tian who, with his palm force, dispersed the surrounding gravity, preventing Ningxue from suffering severe injury.

This scene was still unforgettable, and this scroll depicted the moment when Yang Tian reached the peak and cultivated at the Creation Divine Pool.

"Sister... what's wrong?" Seeing her dazed expression, Ningxiu waved her jade hand in front of her eyes and couldn't help asking.

"Are you saying that Mengtian is the person in this painting?" Ningxue came to her senses and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Yes, he used disguise magic. The first time I saw him, he looked exactly like in the painting." Nodding, Ningxiu giggled, "Sister, who is this person?"

"He..." Biting her bright red lips, Ningxue said softly, "This person is Yang Tian!"

"What?!" Ningxiu's eyes instantly widened, her delicate body trembling as she exclaimed.

Last time when Daoshen Mountain closed, many figures in the clan had greatly admired this youth. He had stepped onto the peak of the Creation Heavenly Ladder, creating a myth, with the demeanor of an ancient deity. She had heard quite a bit about it.

But she never expected that the person she had saved back then was actually Yang Tian, who had disappeared for a year or two!

After recounting Yang Tian's story, Ningxue couldn't help sighing, "Truly a figure who created a myth, daring to cross the East Sea. Back on Daoshen Mountain, he was only a War Emperor."

"Sister, that guy helped you once. He wouldn't have forgotten a beauty like you, would he?" At this moment, Ningxiu gnashed her small silver teeth and said softly.

"Helped me once..." Shaking her head slightly, Ningxue's eyes were complex. Back then, she could only look up at the gradually receding figure, and he didn't even look back. Her heart felt a little resentful.

Yang Tian followed the Third Elder into a secret chamber. Inside, it was resplendent and magnificent. The entire chamber was five hundred zhang in size, appearing extremely grand.

"Today, I'll break through to the peak Great Power. The alchemy conference isn't far off." Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian sat cross-legged under the Divine Tree of Life and slowly closed his eyes.

A piece of Kui Dragon precious meat appeared and was directly swallowed by Yang Tian. This kind of emperor-level creature's precious meat contained extremely vigorous life force. This batch of precious meat was priceless. How many in ancient times dared to eat a divine beast?

Yang Tian's whole body overflowed with essence energy. The Dao sound rumbled within him, and this energy filled his limbs and bones, continuously surging through his body.

From the severe injuries of the previous period, Yang Tian had touched the threshold of the peak Great Power. Now breaking through was a matter of course; he just needed a strong boost.

A day later, a thick golden pillar of light suddenly burst from Yang Tian's head, radiating divine radiance for ten thousand zhang, and clanging with explosions, unleashing unparalleled divine might.

The Dao sounds echoing between heaven and earth rang out continuously, gradually intensifying, shaking one's ears like the tolling of a great yellow bell.

"Open!" Yang Tian's eyes suddenly opened and closed, shooting out dazzling golden lightning that made it hard to look directly.

With his explosive shout, the hazy void trembled slightly, and then another wave of terrifying fluctuations emanated from Yang Tian's body. His strength instantly surged!

Swallowing pieces of precious meat one after another, Yang Tian's body was like a furnace, emitting scorching heat. The aura he released grew increasingly fearsome.

Three days later, Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes, moved slightly, and nodded. After breaking through and consolidating his cultivation, he felt his strength had increased by a third.

At this moment, a golden paper appeared in Yang Tian's palm, exuding a hazy Dao charm. It seemed to be cast from gold, shedding golden afterglow, appearing very extraordinary.

Surging power flowed from Yang Tian's palm, and strands of golden divine radiance poured into it. The golden paper began to resonate, the Dao sound deafening, and mysterious aura emanated.

After a while, Yang Tian sighed, "It's still not enough. With my current strength, it's extremely difficult to open it. Even if I open it, it's extremely hard to cultivate. I guess my blood energy is insufficient."

The next day, when a ray of sunlight penetrated the secret chamber, Yang Tian opened his eyelids. Just as he was about to go out, he found the door being gently knocked.

He stood up and walked toward the door of the secret chamber. Today, the Soul Nurturing Pool would be opened, and Yang Tian dared not delay.

"Creak..." The door slowly opened. Yang Tian's gaze first fell on a woman in white, ethereal and refined. His expression froze for a moment. He hadn't expected this talented woman to come personally to call him.