After separating from Jia Yi, Zhong Zihao speeded up and climbed higher and higher towards the top of the mountain.
During this process, he saw many warriors who had reached their limits and one by one withdrew from the team climbing the divine peak. Naturally, he also encountered strong men from the Liangyi Tower who were looking for trouble. As expected, he easily solved these people.
It can be said that Zhong Zihao's climb to the divine peak was accompanied by blood and killing.
At the most, he faced as many as forty powerful men at the same time, and three of them were in the late stage of the Creation Realm.
In that battle, Zhong Zihao revealed all his secrets, even stimulating and burning part of the demonic blood, and then killed nearly thirty people with serious injuries, breaking the opponent's alliance.
After this battle, Zhong Zihao did not dare to show his face for more than a month. He found a cave on the spot to heal his injuries. He did not embark on the journey again until his condition returned to its peak.
What he didn't expect was that after more than fifty days of continuous fighting, he still could not fully understand the origin of the sword. On the contrary, with the continuous accumulation of cultivation, he was gradually approaching the middle stage of the Creation Realm.
On this day, Zhong Zihao climbed to the height of 6,000 feet on the Shenfeng Peak!
At this position, almost everyone has to face more than 5,000 times the pressure of gravity. Therefore, there are not many warriors still remaining in the divine peak, and the total number is less than fifty.
"What exactly is on the top of the divine peak, and why does it give me this feeling?"
Zhong Zihao looked up at the top of the mountain, and saw that the dense atmosphere was getting thicker and thicker, and there was even an inexplicable calling feeling, as if there was a voice calling him from above.
"Boy, I've finally waited for you!"
Just after turning a mountain col, a voice with cold and murderous intent suddenly sounded: "I didn't expect you to reach such a height. It really surprised me."
Turning around, he saw that the speaker was a short-haired young man with bulging arms and muscles. He was holding a white jade wine bottle in his hand, and he was lying on the railing of the stone wall on one side, glancing at Zhong Zihao.
Although this man is sitting, his figure looks tall and straight. A silver mask covers half of his face from the bridge of his nose to his forehead, making him feel even more eerie and terrifying.
"Are you from Liangyi Building?"
Zhong Zihao had seen this situation so many times along the way that he didn't find it strange. Instead, he asked interestingly.
"Although the people in Liangyi Building want to deal with you most, and their purpose is to take your life and snatch resources, these reasons cannot make me, Yan Haoyu, tempted."
The masked young man poured another sip of wine into his mouth as he spoke: "I come from Tianhe Sect and have nothing to do with Liangyi Tower!"
"Tianhemen?"
Zhong Zihao was a little surprised. In the past few days, he had indeed been besieged by disciples from various major forces, but the only thing that made him happy was that no one from the Tianhe Sect participated.
Perhaps the Tianhe Sect disciples had received secret instructions from Gongsun Bo in advance, and no one wanted to easily offend this important person who even Master Gongsun could not afford to offend. However, this also made people even more uncertain about the motives of the masked young man.
"Yan Haochu is my cousin!"
The masked young man didn't explain too much. A simple sentence made Zhong Zihao understand the cause and effect.
On Gongsun Bo's birthday, Yan Haochu was punished for slandering him for forging invitations, and therefore lost the qualification to enter the mountain to compete for opportunities.
Afterwards, Zhong Zihao was regarded as a heavenly being by Gongsun Bo based on a blood-stained rag, and his status was beyond the reach of the younger generation of disciples. Needless to say, as his former enemy Yan Haochu, he must have hated him to the core.
However, Yan Haochu had been imprisoned by Tianhe Gate and could not even get out of the mountain gate, so he tried his best to get his cousin to take action to avenge him.
"I've heard that you are known as the number one among the younger generation of Tianhe Sect."
Zhong Zihao paid close attention to Yan Haochu for half a moment, and suddenly said something incomprehensible: "If my guess is correct, you are not here just to wait for me."
"What's the meaning?"
Yan Haoyu's face turned stern, he stood up and put away the wine bottle, he took out a heavy mace exuding rich blood energy, and asked sternly.
Zhong Zihao's face was expressionless: "A height of six thousand feet and a gravity of five thousand times, according to common sense, is the limit that almost everyone can reach, and you are the same!"
"Judging from the traces left on the ground, you stayed here for at least half a month because you were unwilling to leave, but you couldn't think of a way to continue moving forward, so you had to give up. That's all."
"So, avenging your cousin is just an excuse for you to take action against me. Ultimately, you just don't want anyone to go ahead of you; or in other words, you don't want anyone to go further than you in the divine peak!
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Yan Haoyu's expression gradually turned ferocious, and then returned to normal: "Boy, sometimes being too smart is not necessarily a good thing."
Zhong Zihao listened without hearing anything, his eyes were still wandering in the distance, thinking to himself: "How long has it been since Lan Moxi passed away?"
"How did you know Lan Moxi was in front?" Yan Haoyu suddenly trembled and asked in disbelief.
"According to the gravity increase pattern of the divine peak, of all the powerful people who enter here, except for Lan Moxi, no one can reach the height of seven thousand feet!"
Zhong Zihao did not pretend to be mysterious and answered directly.
"What? Seven thousand feet!"
Yan Haoyu's expression changed again. He originally thought that it was just a coincidence that Lan Moxi was able to cross the height of 6,000 feet and continue moving forward. However, in Zhong Zihao's eyes, this was not accidental, but already destined.
Moreover, crossing six thousand feet and reaching seven thousand feet are two completely different concepts. This means that Lan Moxi is at least a thousand feet ahead of Yan Haoyu!
This is definitely not a fact he can accept!
"Seven thousand feet is just a conservative estimate. According to my guess, she might be able to support up to eight thousand feet!" Zhong Zihao nodded affirmatively.
"No way!"
Yan Haoyu laughed and said: "Since the birth of the Divine Peak on the Red Flame Star, the outside world has only said that no one has ever climbed to the top of the 10,000-foot peak, but I know that no one has reached the height of 8,000 feet!"
"The records you know are only based on your disciples from the five major forces. However, just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others can't either!" Zhong Zihao shook his head and chuckled.
"Why can't you represent everyone?"
Yan Haoyu retorted: "Whether it is status or cultivation, Lan Moxi is not as good as me, and her master Xinyue Fairy is not as good as my uncles and uncles from Tianhe Sect. I never believe that she can climb eight thousand feet."
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"Some people are born to break certain records!"
Zhong Zihao did not continue to explain. He suddenly turned over his hand and slowly drew out his sword to point forward: "Hurry up and take action. After I finish you off, I still want to go to the top of the mountain to have a look."
"Another madman!"
Yan Haoyu stepped out and used his mace to draw a brilliant spark on the hard rock ground: "Even if you can break the height of climbing the divine peak like Lan Moxi, but after meeting me, there is no possibility of moving forward!