If she weren’t carrying Long Haochen on her back, this situation would likely only appear after climbing at least two hundred steps. It might even be less impactful if she slowed down.

But now, Cai’er is carrying Long Haochen, who weighs over 160 pounds! Her own weight is less than 100 pounds. Under such an overload, the burden on her body is extremely heavy. However, Cai’er doesn’t pause, the physical pain doesn’t affect her resolute heart. One step, one kowtow, moving forward slowly but firmly.

Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven… forty-two, forty-three, forty-four… “Look, what’s that?” Chen Ying’er, with her sharp eyes, suddenly called out.

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing, only to see that on the crystal clear golden steps, there were now two faint red marks.

The red color was very light, and you wouldn’t notice it if you didn’t look carefully.

“There’s more,” Chen Ying’er exclaimed again. As Cai’er climbed another step, two more faint red marks appeared on the step above.

Han Yu clenched his fists in front of his chest, his voice trembling despite his strength, “Cai’er’s knees are scraped.”

Yes, those faint red marks were blood, Cai’er’s blood.

After forty steps, carrying Long Haochen who weighed over 160 pounds, her long dress was torn, and the blood from her scraped knees stained the steps, creating those marks. Everyone’s heart ached for Cai’er. Although they didn’t know what kind of pain Cai’er was enduring on this path to heaven, they could tell from the situation that this path was extraordinary.

Although this path to heaven stripped her of all her spiritual power, it couldn’t shake her willpower. With her rigorous training since childhood, Cai’er’s willpower was already far beyond ordinary people, not to mention, she was now doing it to revive her man!

One step after another, one step, one kowtow.

Two streaks of blood began to appear on the seemingly endless path to heaven. The bloodstains went from light to dark. When she climbed to the fifty-seventh step, the two streaks of blood became three. The third streak of blood came from Cai’er’s forehead.

Chen Ying’er had already buried herself in Yang Wenzhao’s arms, unable to bear to watch, and burst into tears. Everyone else closed their eyes involuntarily.

Their bodies and minds were trembling violently. Cai’er was truly too strong.

Cai’er didn’t stop, she didn’t seem to feel any pain.

Fifty steps, sixty steps, seventy steps, eighty steps. She just moved forward step by step, climbing upwards with difficulty and faltering steps. Her body had already begun to sway, and the bloodstains on the ground began to turn into liquid blood, flowing down the steps.

But she was still going up, still climbing non-stop. In the dark, there seemed to be an unparalleled force supporting her increasingly fragile body.

“Bang!” On the one hundred and twelfth step, Cai’er suddenly fell heavily, slamming into the step in front of her. But her right hand was firmly gripping the smooth surface of the step, her toes pointing down on the step below, preventing herself from sliding down.

Blood stained the hem of her long dress red, and flowed down her toes. Cai’er’s originally stunning face was now covered in blood. Her body was trembling violently from enduring too much, only her eyes remained persistent and firm. Gasping for breath, she barely moved up another step and “Bang!” again, she kowtowed once more. But this time she couldn’t get up again, and everything went black before her eyes as she fell into a coma.

“Cai’er!” Outside the light gate, everyone watching clearly cried out in unison. Wang Yuanyuan even couldn’t help but try to crash her body into the barrier of the light gate, but was directly bounced back.

Not to mention Chen Ying’er, even Sima Xian, Lin Xin, Han Yu and other tough guys couldn’t bear to watch any longer. Those three streaks of blood were like three sharp swords stabbing fiercely into their hearts.

But they couldn’t do anything now, unable to enter the light gate, naturally they couldn’t help Cai’er. They could only watch helplessly here. Watching the bright red bloodstains on the golden steps.

The path to heaven didn’t change, everything remained the same. The golden steps were endless.

An hour passed.

Cai’er’s body suddenly moved slightly. Supporting herself with her arms, she slowly lifted herself up. She was awake.

Without looking back, she paused slightly, then struggled to stand up and took a step forward, kowtowing again.

In just one movement, blood reappeared on the new step.

“Cai’er ah…” Chen Ying’er and Wang Yuanyuan were already in tears. Their voices had become hoarse from crying.

The men were also red-eyed, their clenched fists stabbing their palms with their fingernails. How they wished they could climb this path to heaven and replace Cai’er!

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps… After waking up, Cai’er was still so strong. Long Haochen on her back was now like a mountain to her, but he was all her hope! Life never ceases, forward without stopping. Either die on this path to heaven, or revive my man.

Cai’er kept repeating this sentence in her heart.

This time, she went forward twenty-eight steps. When she fell again, she went straight into a coma. But even so, she still desperately held onto the steps in front of her when she fell, preventing herself from sliding down.

Climbing, coma, climbing again, coma again…”

Cai’er fell again and again, and got up again and again. By the time she climbed to the two hundredth step, she had become a blood-soaked figure.

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And at this time, she had already fainted for the seventh time on the path to heaven.

Chen Ying’er had already cried herself into a coma, while the others were frantically attacking the barrier of the light gate, only in this way could they vent the pain and torment in their hearts at this moment.

Cai’er’s knees no longer had complete skin and flesh, and her snow-white bones were directly exposed. Her fair and slender beautiful legs were constantly cramping involuntarily. Due to excessive blood loss, her whole body was pale. Her life was draining away at an alarming rate, but the path to heaven was still endless.

This time, Cai’er was unconscious for a particularly long time. It took her seven hours to wake up again.

“Cai’er, Cai’er–” The Dawn of Light frantically bombarded the barrier in front of them, shouting with all their might. They really couldn’t bear to watch any longer, they wanted to tell her, don’t continue. This sixth floor leading to the seventh floor was more torture than the previous tests!

But Cai’er never looked back. She raised her head slightly, and all she could see in her pupils was a blood red color.

Barely moving her body, she found that she couldn’t stand up no matter what.

Seven comas had exhausted all her strength. Her life was coming to an end.

And at this noon hour, suddenly, the front brightened, a huge door appeared outside the ten steps, golden light shining, the door slowly opening, faintly revealing the golden world behind it.

Door… Cai’er’s originally gray-white pupils suddenly became bright at the moment she saw this door. Hope. Hope is at hand.

She saw it. The Dawn of Light demon hunter group also saw it. They unconsciously quieted down, watching the door that appeared at a higher place, biting their teeth tightly in pain.

Cai’er’s legs had no feeling, but at this moment her eyes became incomparably bright. Carrying Long Haochen on her back, her arms desperately dragged herself and Long Haochen’s body to move up one step, her forehead collided forcefully on the step.

Deep bloodstains remained on the steps, and this golden path to heaven even emitted a faint red light because of the blood she left behind.

But Cai’er didn’t care about any of this. The door was right in front of her, hope was right in front of her. I will definitely be able to bring Haochen into this door and revive him.

For some reason, Cai’er vaguely felt that there seemed to be a sobbing voice echoing in her ears, crying as if complaining. But none of this mattered to her. Except for moving forward, how could she have time to think about anything else.

The potential of her body was stimulated by the word “hope.” She relied on her arms to climb upwards day by day. At least two-thirds of each step would be stained red with the blood from her body. But the bloodstains became lighter and lighter. Was her blood about to run dry?

Five, four, three, two, one, finally, the door was only a short distance away. A trace of a smile finally appeared on Cai’er’s firm and determined face.

Raising her hand, her fingertips had been worn through, bones were vaguely visible, and she trembled as she reached towards the door.

But at this moment, a scene that made the Dawn of Light demon hunter group almost go crazy appeared. The door suddenly shook slightly and moved up one step, causing Cai’er’s grasp to fall into empty space.

Despair appeared in the eyes of everyone outside the light gate. Was the door on the steps fake? They hysterically attacked the door in madness.

They cursed the Saint Necromancer, the Scourge of the Undead, Ileux.

Cai’er was just a girl, why did he have to be so cruel?

Only Cai’er didn’t despair, her eyes were still firm. Her hand, grasping at nothing, landed on the step where the door had been. Her body moved upwards again.

This was the last chance. She knew that if she fainted again, she probably would never wake up. Revive Haochen, this was the last chance.

Belief and determination, in an instant, burned like flames. Cai’er’s hands suddenly used all their strength, almost frantically pushing hard on the steps.

Covering my face and running away… I didn’t want this either… but I had already thought of this plot, don’t say bad words! ! !

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