What is going on? Isn’t the ninth floor the last floor of Guwu Liuguang Tower? Why does this feeling still occur here?
You must know that Zhong Zihao clearly sensed the summons before entering the Guwu Flowing Light Tower, and with each level he went up, the feeling of summons became stronger.
And now, he has entered the ninth floor. Although the feeling of calling is clearer, he still feels that it is coming from above his head. Looking up at the huge steps in front of him, he knows that he wants to get it.
To understand all this, you can only pass the ninth level test first.
With heavy footsteps, Zhong Zihao slowly came to the steps and saw a stone tablet standing on the right side. There was also a reminder on it: Make yourself go as far as possible, and do not borrow any external force!
Although the true energy in his body was almost completely sealed and there was not much left for him to mobilize, he still stepped forward!
"Bang!"
A heavy voice sounded, and his right foot landed heavily on the first step, no longer as light as the movement of a strong person in the Tianji Realm.
Zhong Zihao couldn't help but think: Who said that a strong person in the Tianji Realm can soar into the sky and can go anywhere in the world? If other warriors had experienced the feelings on the ninth floor of the Guwu Flowing Light Tower, I believe they would never say such a thing again.
Come.
After a slight adjustment, he gradually adapted to the pressure here and continued to stride.
The second level, the third level, the fourth level...the fiftieth level.
"Bang!"
Footsteps that were much heavier than before resounded through the ninth level of space, and Zhong Zihao clearly felt that the pressure on the fiftieth level was obviously twice as great as that on the forty-ninth level.
According to his feelings, the pressure from the first to the ninth level is about the same, and the pressure from the tenth to the nineteenth level increases, and the same is true thereafter. But these are all gradual and increase slowly according to certain rules, which is different from what he feels.
The situation on the fiftieth floor was completely different at this time.
However, with the strength of his physical body that he had practiced the Wuji Xuantian Sutra, these were still within the normal tolerance range, so he just sighed a little and continued to move forward.
On the sixtieth level, Zhong Zihao was sweating profusely.
At the seventieth level, he was panting like an ox.
At the 80th level, the little bit of true energy that could be mobilized in his body was completely suppressed, and even his soul power could not extend out of his body. The pressure here was so terrifying?
Walking forward slowly, half an hour later, he finally stood on the eighty-ninth step.
After adjusting his breath secretly, Zhong Zihao took a deep breath and stepped out resolutely!
"Boom...poof!"
On the 90th step, although he successfully stood firm on the steps, he felt a pressure that was ten times stronger than before, rushing towards his face, as if he was carrying a huge mountain on his back, and an uncontrollable spurt of blood flowed out.
Come out.
Zhong Zihao stood for a while and found that his skin had begun to crack, and even his powerful body repair power could not relieve it. It was obvious that at this time, he had reached the fourth level of supreme physical training.
The "Wuji Xuantian Sutra" technique cannot withstand the pressure here.
As his mind raced, he instantly thought of the healing treasure, the Fountain of Life. He was about to take it out and take it, but his expression changed again: The storage ring couldn't be opened?
The weirdness of this place was completely beyond his expectation. Even though he had made many preparations before, he never expected to face such a situation.
He did not try to use his empty hand to cross the distance of the last step. Not to mention that the soul power was imprisoned and could not be used. Even if it was feasible, it is estimated that the achievements achieved by this method would not necessarily be recognized by Guwu Liuguang Tower.
He didn't know if the Fountain of Life and the Empty Hands were considered external forces. Anyway, they couldn't be used at this moment, so he had to find another way.
At this point, Zhong Zihao couldn't help but lament that ever since he obtained the Fountain of Life in the Tongheng Battlefield, he had always used it as a trump card to save his life, so much so that he gradually neglected himself.
The same goes for the secret technique of tearing empty hands. It has accompanied him throughout the world for so many years and is regarded as one of his ultimate trump cards no matter where he is. However, once he cannot use it, the situation will probably be the same as it is now, and it will become even worse.
Oops.
As for the pulse-cutting method, it is completely useless here. Even if the warrior has a higher level of cultivation, if the true essence cannot be used, what is the difference between the ninth level of Tianji Realm and the first level of Tianji Realm? Of course, their combat power may be different.
, there is a difference in the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, which can only be reflected when fighting the enemy.
In the final analysis, for martial arts cultivators, the only foundation is to strengthen themselves!
And he also understood the significance of the existence of the ninth level: to test the willpower of warriors!
At this moment, Zhong Zihao suddenly laughed, a bit ferocious, and even more self-deprecating: Once upon a time, when he was still in the Juyuan Realm, he dared to challenge any difficulties, and he relied on his belief in victory to fight through several life-and-death crises.
The person who came out is now many times stronger than before. Could it be that he will become even more cowardly?
Thinking of this, he moved!
His face was resolute, his eyes were deep, and a look of determination erupted in his eyes.
"Boom...poof!"
On the ninety-first level, Zhong Zihao vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and the cracks on his body gradually increased, but he continued to move forward as if he was unaware.
The strange thing is that the last ten steps of this staircase are completely different from the previous eighty-nine steps. It turns out that with each step passed, the unknown pressure will increase by another three points.
At the ninety-second level, his broken wound began to expand, but his steps did not stop even for an instant, and there was a tendency to go faster and faster.
The ninety-third level, the ninety-fourth level...the ninety-eighth level!
His whole body was stained with blood. If you could look through his robe, you could see that his whole body was covered with dense spider web-like wounds, and not even a single intact muscle could be found.
"Boom...poof..."
Zhong Zihao's blood spurted out, and he took another step as if instinctively, stepping on the ninety-ninth step with one foot.
"ah……"
He suddenly shouted loudly, veins all over his body burst out, and even a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his eyes, but he finally stepped up with the other foot.
"Bang!"
At the same time, as if all the strength in his body had been exhausted, he actually sat down on the ninety-ninth step.
Zhong Zihao had no strength left to breathe. He felt like he couldn't muster any strength in his body. He looked at the last step in front of him, which seemed as far away as heaven and earth.
However, even so, the huge coercion still existed, and it would not weaken at all just because he changed to a sitting position.
Zhong Zihao's eyes were about to burst, and he let out an unwilling roar in his heart. He thought of his relatives who were still in the Luoyuan Domain, of Elder Xu's instructions before his death, of the several superpowers waiting for him to take revenge, and of that fair figure in white clothes who looked like a fairy.
…
An unknown force slowly rose from his body, and he stood up unsteadily with his hands on the ground.
The belief in his mind told him: He must not collapse! Not only cannot he die, he must also succeed, because there are too many people waiting for him in this world, and that is his responsibility!
What's more, even the shocking catastrophe that he passed some time ago failed to kill him. How could he do anything to him with this mere step in front of him?
Then, with no strength at all, he stood as steady as a mountain. After a slight pause, he took the last step firmly and persistently!