"Da da da!"
In the white space, only the sound of footsteps sounded from time to time, but other than that, there was no other sound.
Zhang Chen looked relaxed and landed firmly on his feet, then raised his feet again and reached the next level.
This cycle repeats itself, causing waves of footsteps.
Zhang Chen estimated that it had been almost an hour since he entered this white staircase space.
At this moment, Zhang Chen saw nothing else except the seemingly endless steps.
As the number of steps increased, the pressure on Zhang Chen became heavier and heavier.
By now, Zhang Chen could clearly feel the weight.
This weight is like an ordinary person carrying a ten kilogram backpack and climbing stairs without interruption.
Zhang Chen's physical body is also strong and can support him. An ordinary monk in the saint realm would have been unable to climb up.
At the beginning of the climb, Zhang Chen was still a little curious about this step.
Because he felt that this step was really exactly the same as the steps at the Weapon Refining Peak.
No matter the material or the feeling of oppression, they are exactly the same.
But after reaching the back, Zhang Chen's curiosity disappeared without a trace.
Although it was only an hour, it was an hour of climbing the stairs in a place without any breath of life or sound.
This feeling made Zhang Chen feel a little complicated.
He knew that this should be a test of the inheritance place, but he still couldn't help but feel complicated.
It was as if there was a force that wanted to make him anxious and make him give up climbing.
Of course, this kind of complicated emotions is only the feeling in the middle and late stages of climbing.
Now Zhang Chen has been able to keep the ancient well without waves and keep climbing the steps in a circular motion.
The only thing that could make Zhang Chen feel some fluctuations was the increasing pressure on the steps.
In fact, Zhang Chen did not use spiritual power to cultivate when climbing the steps, but only used physical combat power.
After breaking through the tenth level of the Hongmeng Body Refining Technique, his physical combat power already reached the Saint King level.
Climbing for an hour put some pressure on his physical strength, but that was all.
As long as Zhang Chen uses his spiritual power to resist, this pressure will disappear directly.
However, Zhang Chen did not intend to do this. The place of inheritance was testing him, and he was also testing himself.
He wants to see where the limit of his physical combat power is!
When physical combat power alone can no longer hold on, it is not too late to use spiritual power to cultivate.
In the white step space, Zhang Chen kept walking, climbing higher steps.
…
In the same white space, Zhang Daotian looked determined, and the white cloth from his eyes had been removed.
Within the pupils, the white Tao pupils bloomed with bursts of powerful aura.
This powerful aura overflowed, helping Zhang Daotian resist the terrifying oppression coming from all directions.
For an hour, he didn't stop, but now, he had tried his best and was almost reaching his limit.
"boom!"
A muffled sound came out, but it was Zhang Daotian who once again reached a new level.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Zhang Daotian was breathing heavily without any image. At this moment, he was not like the calm and elegant holy son of the ancient Zhang family before.
More like an extremely tired climber, an ordinary climber.
Reluctantly raising his head and looking at the roofless steps, Zhang Daotian suddenly felt a sense of despair in his heart.
Can he really make it to the top?
Why does it feel like he is dying...
In addition to climbing, Zhang Daotian tried various methods to break through this white step space during this hour.
It's just a pity that in the end it was found that everything was in vain.
When he retreated, he had no way out, but when he moved forward, there was a mysterious step that was despairing and boundless.
Zhang Daotian's raised steps paused, and hesitation appeared on his face.
He didn't know whether he should continue climbing.
It seemed that continuing to climb would have no effect.
Just when Zhang Daotian was about to retract his feet, Zhang Chen's figure suddenly appeared in Zhang Daotian's mind.
Thinking of the figure who was clearly not tall, but whose true height seemed difficult to see, the hesitation on Zhang Daotian's face instantly disappeared.
Instead, be firm!
He can't stop!
If you stop, you will be farther and farther away from the figure. When you reach the back, you may not even be able to see its back.
As the first holy son of the ancient Zhang family and the most powerful genius of the previous Zhang family, he does not allow himself to stop!
I don’t want to be able to catch up with the footsteps, but I want to be able to see the back of that figure!
"Go on! Let me see if you really have no top?"
Zhang Daotian grinned, the white light in his pupils flourished, and he steadily lowered his feet and reached the next step.
With this step taken, all the previous despair and anxiety became a thing of the past.
Zhang Daotian is full of energy now!
…
In another white space.
Zhang Chu sat cross-legged on a step, surrounded by heavenly materials and earthly treasures blooming with rich aura.
After a while, Zhang Chu, who had almost recovered, stood up again, put away his treasures, and continued climbing.
He had no way to retreat, so he just kept moving forward.
His Highness the Son of God is still waiting for them to arrive, but we can’t let His Highness the Son of God underestimate them!
At the same time, Zhang Cang, Zhang Wenxuan, and Zhang Wanzhao, the three geniuses of the ancient Zhang family,
They also adjusted themselves in the white step space where they were and continued to move forward.
They were already desperate and wanted to stop, but when they were about to give up completely, that figure appeared in their minds.
There was no reason. When they saw that figure, all their despair and anxiety disappeared.
Their His Majesty the Son of God is still waiting for them in front, they can't stop!
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
Yi Xueer wore a tulle dress, exposing her perfect figure and curves.
With the movement, some places that cannot be exposed are generously opened in the space, and the large areas are dazzlingly white.
But Yi Xueer didn't care about all this.
Because she was always the only one in this space.
It had been three hours. Three hours later, she had been in the space of the steps and could not get out.
There has been despair, there has been anxiety.
But while having these negative emotions, Yi Xueer also felt a little bit happy.
Because under the pressure of this mysterious staircase, she could feel that her cultivation was about to break through!
She is already at the peak of the sixth level of the Holy King Realm. If she breaks through again, she can reach the seventh level of the Holy King Realm!
At that time, when she faced Zhang Daotian again, she didn't dare to let him go without a harsh word, and left in despair.
Thinking of what Zhang Daotian did to her before under that mountain peak, Yi Xueer gritted her silver teeth.
The body that was almost unable to walk once again exploded with potential and reached the next step.
Whenever she couldn't hold on, she would think of Zhang Daotian's uncaring expression before.
After thinking about it, I will surpass myself and reach the next level.
It feels like Yi Xueer doesn't know whether she should be grateful to Zhang Daotian or hate Zhang Daotian?
In a dark space, light curtains flickered one by one, and upon careful counting, there were as many as twenty in total.
The backgrounds of these light curtains are exactly the same, they are all white stepped spaces.
The difference is that the genius is climbing the steps in these steps!
The figures of Zhang Chen, Zhang Daotian and others were suddenly within the light curtain!
In addition, there is a figure blooming with silver-gray spiritual power.
That is, Huatian!
At this time, a whisper sounded in the endless dark space.
"The Yuanhuang inheritance...cannot be cut off..."
