Climbing Mount Tai, half an hour has passed, and Ye Qiu has been left far behind, his figure no longer visible. The Taiyi Saint Heir calculated the height reached toward the mountaintop, not yet three hundred meters, yet this three hundred meters of distance caused his steps to slow down. The immense pressure from the lightning made it impossible for him to advance relying solely on his physical body. He had already begun refining beast pills to resist the lightning. However, even so, the upward pressure made it difficult to climb. Often it took dozens of breaths just to climb one section of stairs. Everyone’s speed slowed down, but this also gave them hope, as the peak was just nearby and already visible. The Taiyi Saint Heir consecutively refined hundreds of beast pills and advanced dozens of steps quickly, yet after reaching thirty steps, he stopped again. After refining another hundred beast pills, he only managed to climb a dozen steps, then even fewer, just a few steps! Each step became exceedingly difficult, and the Taiyi Saint Heir had few beast pills left. In just a brief moment, nearly a thousand beast pills had been refined. The Beast God wasn’t any better off, with less than a hundred beast pills left. Even with its strong physique, it couldn’t completely withstand the lightning’s onslaught at such a height. Similarly, the Demon Lord Holy Son and Luo Fu were trailing much more, being fifty steps lower than the Taiyi Saint Heir and the Beast God. "To lose to the Taiyi Saint Heir is one thing, but I can’t lose to that little guy." The Demon Lord Holy Son glanced at the Beast God, who was dozens of meters ahead. At this moment, the Beast God still looked like a little girl, which made the Demon Lord Holy Son feel aggrieved. No matter how you say it, he was the second of the top ten saint heirs. Falling behind the Taiyi Saint Heir wasn’t shameful, but being below the Beast God seemed unreasonable. Even though he knew the Beast God was the Red-Clad Fairy, seeing that small figure far ahead still frustrated him greatly. He gritted his teeth, unleashing all his strength to increase his speed, leaping five or six steps forward. Yet, more painful lightning greeted him, wave after wave. The Demon Lord Holy Son roared, enduring the baptism of lightning. He accelerated again, drawing closer to the Beast God. Luo Fu wasn’t to be outdone. As a successor of the Posa Sect, he carried the mission of reviving the Posa Sect. Obtaining a supreme treasure will speed up the revival of the Posa Sect. He mobilized all his strength to move forward at a steady pace. The power of thunder and lightning made him sweat profusely on the forehead, but Luo Fu remained silent and persisted with great determination, closing in swiftly on the Beast God. Climbing Mount Tai, the higher you go, the harder it gets, the pressure increases, and the power of lightning grows stronger. No one backed down; all persisted in climbing upwards. Another hour passed, and the Taiyi Saint Heir advanced a hundred meters, leaving two hundred meters to go. The Beast God advanced about eighty meters, also nearing its limit. The Demon Lord Holy Son and Luo Fu were drenched as if they had bathed, their clothes soaked in sweat. It was not the sweat that troubled them, but the torment of the lightning was truly chilling. The initial lightning made one feel numb. Afterwards, numbness turned to pain, and then pain transformed into a desire to die. This burning pain couldn’t be scratched away; it emanated from within the body, and the level of pain deepened with continued ascent. Reaching this point, even the Demon Lord Holy Son couldn’t help but feel that the two or three hundred meters was a distance between life and death, as distant as an impassable chasm. The Artifact Spirit old man rose to their height, still observing the four, with Taiyi Saint Heir and Beast God being the ones the Artifact Spirit valued the most. If they truly reached the peak, they had a chance to gain its approval. Follow current novels on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵 The Taiyi Saint Heir did not advance further. By now, he had exhausted all his beast pills, and from here, he could only grit his teeth and press on. He wanted to recover a bit, so he could go further. The Taiyi Saint Heir began to meditate and rest. The remaining two hundred meters would be ten times or a hundred times more challenging than all the staircases covered before. He wasn’t afraid of the Beast God surpassing him; if even he, the top of the ten saint heirs, couldn’t advance, he didn’t believe the Beast God could reach such heights without rest. "This lightning is really a headache." The Beast God showed a bitter smile. Although it mastered the Rule Power of thunder, it hadn’t mastered the Rule Power of electricity. Thunder falling on its body was bearable, making it feel numb for a while, but electricity falling was akin to torture, making life worse than death. Even as a king among ancient beasts, it couldn’t withstand the constantly increasing electric currents. In the end, before reaching the height of the Taiyi Saint Heir, the Beast God felt it was about to be cooked by the electricity. It immediately stopped and began meditating to restore its strength. The Demon Lord Holy Son and Luo Fu did not stop, but their speed slowed considerably. Ye Qiu’s figure never appeared to catch up. The Demon Lord Holy Son mocked, "To climb here requires true strength and endurance. Although that native was stunning before, it was a flash in the pan. In this kind of trial, he couldn’t keep up; it was expected." It’s a pity that the Turquoise Pool Saintess didn’t make it here to climb Mount Tai with them; otherwise, he would have loved to humiliate that native Ye Qiu in front of her. "But he’s just a native, why do I think of humiliating him in the first place? It seems that over the millennia, my mindset has declined. How can a native be compared to me? I am meant to be a legendary figure across the stars, and that guy will be buried in history. How can he be worthy of being compared to me, not even deserving of being humiliated by me?" The Demon Lord Holy Son mocked himself with a couple of sentences and continued his climb. Luo Fu snorted coldly at the Demon Lord Holy Son’s arrogance. Meanwhile, he felt some disappointment, thinking Ye Qiu shouldn’t be trailing so much, but the fact was evident; several hours had passed without any sight of Ye Qiu when looking back. This meant Ye Qiu would be eliminated. Sighing quietly to himself, Luo Fu gathered his thoughts and continued forward. Meanwhile, the Taiyi Saint Heir opened his eyes and stood up. After resting, he seemed to be fully charged, having recovered to his best state. With consecutive strides, he quickly leaped over ten steps, and without stopping, he crossed another ten plus steps with a single bound. The distance between Taiyi Saint Heir and the mountaintop shortened from two hundred meters to one hundred meters. He then entered rest and recovery again. This speed amazed even the Beast God, and besides feeling the pressure from the lightning, the Demon Lord Holy Son and Luo Fu also faced the pressure of the Taiyi Saint Heir being the first to reach the mountaintop. The Taiyi Saint Heir, the head of the top ten saint heirs, a darling of the sky, his excellence was indeed unparalleled. At this moment, the height at which the Taiyi Saint Heir stood fully explained everything. Meanwhile, Ye Qiu was still at the foot of Mount Tai, climbing at a tortoise’s pace, which could be described as snail speed, yet he wasn’t anxious, advancing steadily, one step at a time.