The Tongtian Divine Tower on the second floor does not seem to be much different from the first floor. It is still so dim and desolate. You can still see the corpses, the corpses of giants and the corpses of giant beasts, but Chen Zong is also keen.
I discovered that the residual aura of the corpse on the second layer is generally stronger than the aura remaining on the corpse on the first layer.
But similarly, the giant corpses and behemoth corpses on the second floor seem to be older.
On this floor, Chen Zong didn't encounter any living creatures, so he found another spiral staircase, a spiral staircase that kept going up.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong continued to climb the stairs. He also walked into the darkness. He also climbed until his physical strength was almost exhausted before he reached a new level, let's call it the third level.
Then, there is the fourth floor, and then there is the fifth floor.
Chen Zong discovered one thing. Although he could not feel any cultivation in the Tongtian Divine Tower, and his powerful strength seemed to have been lost because of this, and his physical strength became very limited, he did not feel thirsty or tired.
Feel hungry, otherwise you may die of thirst and starvation here.
Find one spiral staircase after another and keep climbing, one after another.
There seems to be no end.
"How many floors does this Tongtian Tower have?" When Chen Zong climbed to the sixth floor, he was out of breath and seemed to be paralyzed by fatigue. He could only stop to rest and regain his strength while thinking endlessly.
"Does the so-called becoming a god mean climbing to the top?" Chen Zong suddenly came up with such an idea.
You can become a god by climbing to the top!
This is somewhat possible. After all, the Tongtian Tower is so attractive and attracts countless powerful people to flock into it like moths to a flame. There must be a big secret.
But so far, Chen Zong has climbed to the sixth level, but he has encountered nothing. If he could become a god by climbing to the top, would it be easier?
Even if the Tongtian Tower has a hundred, a thousand or even ten thousand floors, as long as there is no danger, just climbing is just a waste of time.
Compared to becoming a god, spending hundreds and thousands of years is nothing.
A cultivator has to go through continuous cultivation from a mortal to the holy level. During this period, he has to go through many hardships, setbacks and dangers. How many people have fallen on the way. How many people have reached the peak and failed to hit the holy level. If they just continue, there is no danger.
You can become a god by climbing, who wouldn't want to.
This cost is undoubtedly the smallest.
Just walk and become a god!
This is undoubtedly the case, but is it possible?
Anyway, Chen Zong would not believe it. What a huge price the owner of Mojian Mountain paid. It was a plan at the expense of Mojian Mountain, and it spanned a million years of planning. This plan reached Chen Zong.
After many twists and turns, he finally died young.
No, there may be a follow-up, but at least it has nothing to do with me now. At least I have encountered a big setback. Even if I still want to continue, it is not that easy.
What we saw before was that many giants, strong men and giant beasts rushed into the Tongtian Tower, also in order to become gods.
But did they eventually become gods?
It seems not. What Chen Zong saw were corpses. So far, there were thousands of corpses, lying across every floor of the Tongtian Tower.
It can be seen that the road to becoming a god is so difficult. Is it just a matter of climbing to the top?
Perhaps, the Tower of Tongtian does not have a top floor.
All in all, Chen Zong didn't know. Anyway, he was searching, and he kept searching. He would see some words on each floor, but unfortunately, most of them couldn't be understood, and the few that could understand didn't contain a lot of information. So,
As for now, Chen Zong's understanding of the Tongtian Tower is still relatively superficial. In addition, his thinking ability is limited, so it is difficult to guess how much it can be at a time.
Find and then climb.
"It should be the ninth floor." Chen Zong was breathing heavily, with stars in his eyes. Although he could go without eating or drinking without any problems, the feeling of physical exhaustion was still very strong.
Fatigue swept over him like a tide, and Chen Zong had to retract his previous thoughts. If the Tongtian Tower had thousands of floors, it would really not be easy to climb to the top.
After teasing himself, Chen Zong took the time to regain his physical strength, maintained a good breathing rhythm, and recovered his physical strength quickly.
Climbing one level after another, Chen Zong clearly remembered how many times he climbed the spiral stairs.
"Floor 89!" Chen Zong was still breathing heavily, feeling weak all over his body and limbs, and had to rest longer.
Climbing up and down the eighty-nine floors was an eye-opener for Chen Zong. In addition to seeing the corpses of giants and beasts, Chen Zong also discovered the corpses of gods, demons, and human beings, all of which were filled with decay.
I don’t know how long he has been dead.
In addition, I also saw some corpses that were neither gods, monsters, giants, behemoths, nor human beings. They were corpses that were almost human but different from human beings. Each had different characteristics, and there was more than one.
At least now, after climbing to the eighty-ninth floor, Chen Zong has seen at least hundreds of corpses of powerful men of different races. Hundreds of races. It is incredible to think about it.
Where did so many races come from?
The human race comes from the ancient mysterious world, and the gods and demons come from the world of gods and demons. So what about those giants and behemoths?
Are there other races that look like humans and gods and demons? I have never seen them.
Chen Zong felt more and more that the universe was extremely mysterious.
It was as if there was a veil covering it, preventing him from seeing through the mystery. The more this happened, the more Chen Zong wanted to lift that veil and see through the mystery.
It's just a pity that it's not possible yet, at least with my current level, it's still not enough.
For a moment, Chen Zong had the urge not to leave until he cracked the mystery of Tongtian Divine Tower, but his rationality restrained the impulse in time. Who knows what the secret of Tongtian Divine Tower is, and whether anyone has cracked it in the past.
It would be better to find a way to leave this place first, but unfortunately, I didn't find a way to leave, and instead kept climbing up.
After resting and having fully recovered his physical strength, Chen Zong took action again and continued to search.
They didn't go very far when they saw corpses again, but this time there seemed to be too many corpses.
The corpses I saw before were all scattered, two or three at most, but now there are as many as a dozen corpses, scattered around, constantly moving forward.
Chen Zong looked a little solemn. After careful observation, he deduced that these strong men were killed in the battle, and although their bodies were somewhat decayed, they were not broken. It was obvious that the scars were sword wounds.
All were sword wounds.
In other words, all these powerful men died under the sword, and Chen Zong could also infer that they died under the same sword, which was equivalent to dying under the same sword cultivator.
Holy steps!
These dozen corpses are all saint-level warriors.
Walking further, Chen Zong saw corpses lying on the ground one after another, with different postures, but their wounds were the same, they were still sword wounds.
More than a dozen, more than twenty, more than thirty.
All are of the holy level, including giants, gods, demons, and other races. The remaining auras are amazing. Chen Zong even saw a fifteen-meter-tall giant. That was a giant at the level of the Great Saint. There are also giants at the Great Saint level.
The strong gods and demons and the strong men of other races were also killed, and they all died from sword wounds.
Chen Zong couldn't help but close his eyes and make inferences based on the position and posture of the corpses of these powerful men as well as the sword wounds on their bodies. A battlefield suddenly appeared in his mind.
Dozens of Little Saint Realm and Great Saint Realm experts of different races joined forces to besiege an unknown sword cultivator. The sword cultivator fought against dozens of powerful men of various races with one sword and one person, but he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.
Wherever the sword light passed, it penetrated a small holy realm and killed one of them with the sword.
Kill kill kill!
Continuously, one strong man after another died under the sharp sword of this mysterious sword cultivator. It was so terrifying that even those strong men at the level of the Great Saint could not resist his sword, and were eventually killed one after another.
Chen Zong opened his eyes, his whole body trembled unconsciously, and there was incomparable horror deep in his eyes.
What a terrible swordsman, what a terrible swordsmanship.
One person and one sword can fight dozens of saint-level warriors alone, and even kill them all. What kind of swordsmanship and strength this is, it is simply terrifying.
Just thinking about that kind of swordsmanship makes Chen Zong feel trembling.
Then, Chen Zong saw it and saw a figure, not a giant, not a giant beast, not a god, demon or other race, but a human race.
This human race is an old man, an old man with torn robes that look like rags hanging on his body. His long hair is messy and gray-white, looking like dry weeds. His face is thin and full of wrinkles, more like
It's like old tree bark that lacks moisture and is dry.
If such an old man were placed in another place, such as beside the street or inside a bridge, and given a broken bowl and a branch as a crutch, he would look like a beggar.
Is he a beggar?
Of course not, even thinking about it makes people feel horrified and shuddering. Yes, Chen Zong can be sure that this old man is the powerful sword cultivator who killed dozens of saint-level warriors from all races.
Sword repair.
Why are you so sure? It's just because of the sword in the opponent's hand.
The old man stood on the ground, motionless as if he had taken root on the ground, but his right hand was holding a long sword, pointing diagonally at the ground, and his whole body was still filled with a residual astonishing and extremely powerful sword.
After Chen Zong carefully observed this sword, he was sure that it matched the fatal sword wounds on the dozens of saint-level warriors from all races. The perfect fit meant that the dozens of saint-level warriors from all races matched with each other.
, all died under this sharp sword.
A tyrannical being who killed dozens of saint-level warriors of all races with a single sword in his hand. How magnificent and unparalleled was he? What level of strength had he reached?
It's not just the Great Saint Realm, it may be the sword master's level, which is equivalent to the Saint Ancestor level.
But such a powerful existence, now, like those corpses, will remain silent forever and stand here.