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This was a true opportunity!

The challenges on the Performance Platform continued, and after a day of rest, Han Muye stepped onto it once again.

This time, the sword and Daoist techniques he used were completely different from before.

As Han Muye stepped onto the stage, figures retreated from the platform and landed on the meteorites outside the Abyss of Sinking Wood.

They gave up their own challenges just to observe Han Muye\'s methods.

He did not disappoint them.

Many of the sword and Daoist techniques displayed by Han Muye had traces of their own styles.

This made many people want to cheer loudly with joy.

From then on, whenever Han Muye took a break, powerful individuals from all sides would step onto the stage and use their own techniques to the fullest.

When Han Muye stepped onto the stage again, almost everyone withdrew from the platform to watch his performance alone.

Even Jia Wu, who had always been at the forefront, withdrew from the stage several times to specifically observe Han Muye\'s tactics.

Time is the most invisible aspect of cultivation.

Ten years seemed to pass in an instant.

At this moment, almost everyone on the stage had stepped onto a thousand platforms.

The stability of their aura and the excellence of their techniques had increased by a hundred or even a thousand times compared to 10 years ago.

Among them, the strongest few had already stepped onto more than 3,500 fighting platforms.

Moreover, at this moment, it wasn\'t just the powerful individuals from 10 years ago like the Yuling Daoist Sect and the Sword Pavilion who had reached the 3,000th platform mark.

More than 100 experts from all over had already stepped onto the 3,000 Battle Platforms.

Stepping onto the Performance Platform didn\'t necessarily indicate overwhelming strength, as it emphasized more on cultivation insights and inheritance.

However, it also represented that these individuals had limitless potential in their cultivation and inheritance.

"Buzz!"

A sound of a bell resonated in the void.

Without exception, all the cultivators on the stage flew out.

This bell sound was set up by some great cultivator using an array. As long as Han Muye returned to the stage after leaving, the bell would ring.

With the sound of the bell, only one person remained on the Performance Platform.

Han Muye.

Today, Han Muye stood at the end of the Performance Platform, with a bright halo shimmering around his long sword.

At the end of the Performance Platform.

The Endless Heavenly Venerable was blocked at a position of over 10,000 on the platform, progressing slowly, having to battle fiercely at each platform.

But over the past 10 years, Han Muye had steadily moved forward, conquering at least a hundred platforms every day.

By now, no one knew how many platforms he had stepped on.

It could be calculated, but what meaning did it hold?

All everyone knew was that today, Han Muye stood at the end of the Performance Platform.

As long as he crossed over, he would qualify for ascension and become the first person in this world since ancient times to break through the Performance Platform.

Han Muye thrust his long sword forward.

In front of him, 13 black puppets rushed forward at the same time.

On the platform, the sword radiance shone brilliantly, like a scorching sun.

"Boom!"

The platform exploded, and Han Muye was sent flying.

Was Han Muye knocked out of the platform?

Not right!

This thought was instantly denied.

Because in the next moment, all the platforms on the Sinking Wood Abyss disappeared and transformed into a massive platform that was millions of zhang in size, like a world of its own.

And on this platform, illusions appeared one by one.

Han Muye.

Each illusion was Han Muye himself.

Each illusion displayed the sword and Daoist techniques he had used on the previous platforms.

The final stage of the Performance Platform is to overcome all of his previous selves?

How, how was this possible?

Outside the abyss, everyone was stunned. Even Jia Wu, who was standing in front, was slightly dazed.

Could those powerful individuals from ancient times truly break through such a Performance Platform?

"Clang—"

A crisp sword chant resounded.

Behind Han Muye, long swords flew out of the Infinite Unity Sword Case.

Then, behind him, a golden sword tower appeared.

When the tower appeared, there was an intake of breath from outside the Abyss of Sinking Wood.

Dao Ancestor Qi Yu, who stood on the meteorite, trembled all over, and several great cultivators from the Sword Pavilion behind him couldn\'t help but turn red-eyed.

The nine-story sword tower radiated a brilliant light.