Hundreds of cultivators in the divine realm dispersed in a rush after entering the place of origin, looking for possible opportunities.
However, after searching for most of the day, almost everyone found nothing, and finally they all came to the area surrounded by the six world pillars.
Looking towards the looming palace in the sky, almost everyone showed greed, but no one dared to act rashly.
"How can there be nothing in this place of origin!" One God King Zhixiu said with a not so good look on his face.
In one sentence, everyone's thoughts were expressed.
Here, except for the power of the origin of chaos, there is nothing else. But although that kind of thing is important to them, no one can take it away unless they stay in seclusion here and refine it into their bodies as much as possible.
"The Ice Soul God came here before. Even if there were good things, it would never be our turn." Another person said.
"Now, in this place of origin, I am afraid that the palace in the sky is the only one that has not been found." One God King Zhixiu looked at the Fusheng Palace high in the sky with his eyes dark and greedy.
"I think that legendary thing is in that palace!" Another God King said.
As soon as he said this, almost everyone's emotions became a little higher again.
In fact, there was no need for him to say it. No one present could guess it. But there are some things, even if they are clear in the heart, the effect of saying them or not saying them will be very different.
However, although all of this group of people are itching and coveting the looming palace, no one dares to be the first to do so. The reason is that an indescribable mental pressure suddenly invades everyone when they look at the palace. Even those cultivators of the God King cannot suppress that inexplicable sense of oppression. Even the more they try to suppress it, the more they will develop an inexplicable heart palpitation!
Among the crowd, some people gradually frowned. Compared to when everyone first arrived here, these hundreds of people were much quieter at this time.
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Inside the Fusheng Hall.
Looking at the situation in the place of origin in the projection, Bing Chen sneered.
"A bunch of cowards actually gave up at the critical moment. They all ran to the place of origin and didn't dare to rush forward." Bing Chen said sarcastically.
Although he has waited for so long, Bing Chen is not worried. He believes that those people's reason will eventually be swallowed up by the greed in their hearts.
"What are they afraid of?" Bing Xin suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Bing Chen smiled and said: "Afraid of the endless wishes left by countless creatures over the countless years in the floating world. Afraid of the mental oppression that the entire floating world has brought to them."
Bing Xin was secretly shocked.
"If they really come here, how will you deal with them, junior brother?" Bing Xin asked.
Bing Xin had wanted to ask this question since she first arrived here, but she always felt that the time was not right.
Bingchen grinned and said, "They can't come up!"
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He hesitated and struggled for a long time, until at a certain moment, a figure suddenly rose into the sky.
"Xuan Chong!"
Seeing that person, several low shouts suddenly came from below.
Seeing that man getting closer and closer to the high-altitude palace, a few more people gritted their teeth and soared into the sky. Without exception, they were all at the peak of the God King.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and with a few god kings taking the lead, the twenty or so god kings behind were also emboldened and soared into the sky one after another.
Immediately after that group of god kings
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, is the mighty realm of hundreds of virtual gods.
In just a few dozen breaths, among the hundreds of cultivators of the divine realm who broke into the place of origin, only a dozen or so remained on the ground.
Seeing the group of people finally unable to restrain themselves and heading towards Fusheng Palace, Bing Chen couldn't help but grin.
"The show has begun!" Bing Chen grinned.
As he spoke, Bingchen had already completed his seal. As he shot several seals into the void, another scene appeared in the mid-air of Fusheng Hall.
In front of the Fusheng Staircase, everyone stopped.
Looking at the stone staircase with only ninety-nine steps, everyone frowned.
The inexplicable oppression and even heart palpitations became more intense when they came to the stone staircase.
"Hmph! I don't believe it. A mere sixth-order world can threaten me!"
Xuan Chong, who was also the first to rush to the Fusheng Hall, shouted in a low voice, gritted his teeth, and stepped onto the first step of the Fusheng Staircase.
A muffled groan suddenly came from Xuan Chong. He was unsteady and fell to the ground. Then he fell down on the stone stairs as if he had endured tens of millions of pounds. The bones all over his body creaked, and in just a moment, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Elder!"
Among the crowd, dozens of people's expressions changed drastically, and they all exclaimed.
Seeing this scene, many people subconsciously took a few steps back, all looking shocked.
"What kind of power is so terrifying!"
In Fusheng Hall, Bing Xin was also shocked when looking at the situation in the projection, and asked subconsciously.
She had dealt with Xuan Chong a lot, and he was a veteran at the top of the God King. It could be said that he had few opponents at the God Sovereign level. Even Bing Xin himself may not be his opponent without using the formation. The power that could suppress Xuan Chong with one blow without leaving him any room for resistance must be at least in the middle stage of the Divine Lord level or above!
"The wishes of all living beings, the power of all living beings!" Bing Chen grinned.
Hearing this, Bing Xin was secretly shocked again.
"He claims to be the number one person below the God of Xuanhe Shenzong, but he was suppressed to the point of vomiting blood with just such little pressure. It seems that Xuanhe Shenzong is not that good after all." Bing Chen mocked.
When Bing Xin heard this, she wanted to take a look at Bai Bingchen.
"Senior sister, don't believe it. The force of oppression is not as powerful as you think. It just changes according to the monk's cultivation level. It is only one level higher than the monk's own cultivation level." Bing Chen said.
Upon hearing this, Bing Xin really couldn't hold it back and rolled her eyes at Bing Chen.
"It's just a level higher than that of a monk!"
Fortunately, Bingchen dared to say it.
That Xuan Chong is already the peak of the God King, a level higher than that. Isn't that the peak of the God King? Even in the floating world, he is also the most powerful person. There are only a few in the entire floating world. Not to mention Xuan Chong, even ordinary gods in their early stages would not be able to muster much resistance when faced with the oppression of a powerful person in that realm.
In fact, Bing Xin could imagine why Bing Chen said this. It was simply that the pressure he endured when he climbed the Fusheng Ladder was just the peak of the False God. But it is also a higher level, but the pressure it endures, can the two be compared?
If you have never faced the God, how can you truly understand the terror of the God!
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After lying on the Fusheng Staircase for a long time, Xuan Chong finally regained his breath.
The intense pressure before made him feel as if he was being suppressed by a powerful god, and there was no room for resistance at all.
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I thought I was doomed, but at the critical moment, the pressure disappeared like a tide, and almost nothing remained in just a moment.
Even so, the feeling of near-death palpitations that he just felt still lingered in his mind, making him fearful and unable to help but tremble for a while.
Struggling to get up, Xuan Chong's trembling body was about to fall apart, as if he was bearing tens of millions of weights. He made an expression of extreme pain and difficulty, and tremblingly stepped onto the second step of the stairs.
"Elder, get back quickly, don't force me!"
"Master, don't force it, come back quickly!"
"Elder, don't force it, come back and think about it later!"
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On the Xuanhe Shenzong side, the twenty or thirty people were extremely nervous, and almost all of them were trying to persuade Xuan Chong to withdraw from the Fusheng Staircase.
However, Xuan Chong ignored the shouts of those people. As if losing consciousness, he just mechanically climbed up step by step.
Every step he took was trembling. Every step seemed to be under endless pressure. He looked extremely painful and almost fell down several times. There would even be a drop or two of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as he passed by.
"This old ghost Xuan Chong is really desperate for his life!"
"Although I can't stand this old ghost, I have to say that his desperate attitude makes me admire him a little."
"Hmph! Admired? I dare to conclude that old ghost Xuan Chong cannot get out of the tenth level!"
"What should we do? Even senior Xuan Chong has found it so difficult to climb this ladder. It seems that the Fu Sheng Jue really has no chance for us."
"Wait, wait until the Divine Lord comes. Perhaps only the Divine Lord can climb up to the Fusheng Palace."
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Under the floating ladder, there are different opinions. Of course, except for the people from Xuanhe Shenzong, almost everyone else was gloating and ridiculing.
However, on the Fusheng Staircase, when he heard the jeers from the people behind him, a trace of sarcasm appeared on Xuan Chong's trembling face.
"Old man, you are so shameless. No one from the Xuanhe Shen Sect is shameless." In the Fusheng Hall, looking at the projection, Xuan Chong was in extreme pain and difficulty climbing the Fusheng Ladder. Bing Chen Couldn't help but curse.
Bing Xin sighed softly and said: "He can be considered a strong-willed man. Although many people in Xuanhe Shenzong are indeed extremely hypocritical, Xuan Chong's reputation outside is pretty good."
Hearing this, Bing Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes at Bing Xin and said, "Senior sister, why are you so naive! Don't be fooled by his dirty and hypocritical appearance."
Hearing this, Bing Xin glared at Bing Chen.
When Bingchen saw this, he deliberately sighed, looked at Bing Yuexi and said, "Master, you said that when you taught your disciples, you only taught them their skills, but not their mind?"
Hearing this, Bing Yuexi swung and quietly glared at Bing Chen. Bing Xin gritted her teeth. If Bing Yue Xi was not here, she would have wanted to clean up Bing Chen. She finally saw clearly that Bing Chen was a hairless person.
Seeing Bing Xin's expression, Bing Chen was a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "Senior sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, junior brother, I have no other intention, I just want you to be more cautious when looking at people in the future, especially men, like Xuan I admire that kind of old man."
"you!"
An evil look flashed in Bing Xin's eyes.
Bing Chen shrank his neck and subconsciously hid behind Bing Yue Xi.
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(End of chapter)
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