Invincible Martial King

As Lu Chen and the rest entered the first level of the tower, they discovered a heavy pressure approaching them. Although this pressure was not small, it did not affect them at all.    

    

"Rumor has it that after Wild Beast Zhi Zun died, she turned into a Desolate Refining Tower, and her blood essence turned into even purer Desolate Blood, so there wasn't any Desolate Blood on the first floor."    

    

Fu Feng's mind stirred and he thoroughly investigated the first level. He did not find any trace of Desolate Blood.    

    

"Let's go up and take a look."    

    

Lu Chen walked towards the second floor with steady steps.    

    

Moments later, the group arrived at the second floor. Compared to the first floor, the pressure here was ten times greater. Even if it was Bai Tingxin and her sister who were affected by the pressure, their steps still felt heavier.    

    

There were thousands of martial artists gathered on the second floor, and the majority of them had Early Period Of King Stage s and Middle Period Of King Stage s. From time to time, there would be traces of blood colored fog that would permeate into the air and be captured by some martial artists and refined into their bodies.    

    

"This is the Desolate Blood?"    

    

Fu Feng waved his hand and caught the Wild Qi not far away. He realized that it was not some blood, but more like a very pure energy, a little purer than the Wild Qi, allowing people to refine and absorb it.    

    

"The second level of Desolate Blood is still too thin. It can only have some effect on an ordinary King. Let's go up and take a look." Lu Chen sent out his soul remembrance and noticed that the higher the tower, the denser the Desolate Blood would be.    

    

Lu Chen and the others passed through the third and fourth levels, and finally arrived at the fifth level. There were only a few hundred practitioners here, but almost everyone had cultivated in Perfection Of King Stage.    

    

Although the pressure of the fifth floor was enormous, the density of the Desolate Blood was more than the other floors combined. It was very suitable for practitioners of Perfection Of King Stage to cultivate.    

    

"How do you two feel?"    

    

Noticing the heavy footsteps of Bai Tingxin and Bai Qinger, Lu Chen asked with concern.    

    

"We have no problems."    

    

Compared to those ordinary Perfection Of King Stage warriors, the two siblings were still moving freely. It seemed like they were affected a little, but it wasn't that strenuous.    

    

"Then let's go to the sixth floor."    

    

"Alright."    

    

And then, they ascended another level, all the way to the sixth floor.    

    

As soon as they entered the sixth floor, they were met with an even stronger pressure. This pressure almost caused the Wu sisters to be unable to stand up straight. Compared to the fifth floor, the pressure here was several times stronger.    

    

"Are you alright?"    

    

"We can still persevere."    

    

As she spoke, Bai Tingxin and Bai Qinger both circulated their soul energy. Only then did their originally heavy bodies regain some of their mobility. They were now unable to move due to the overwhelming pressure.    

    

"You two siblings are truly talented."    

    

"This is the sixth floor. Even if it's an outstanding young expert, they might not be able to gain a foothold here." Fu Feng couldn't help but praise the two siblings. If it wasn't for him breaking through to the Soul-breaking Stage, he might not have been able to have such a relaxed appearance.    

    

"The Desolate Blood here can be considered thicker. Little Sister and I want to stay here and cultivate, maybe we can directly break through to the Soul-breaking Stage in one go."    

    

Bai Tingxin and her sister looked at each other as they came to a decision. They could feel the Desolate Blood that was even denser than the fifth floor. It was already the limit for the two sisters to reach the sixth level. There was absolutely no way they could reach the seventh level, so this was the best place to train.    

    

"Alright, Fu Feng and I will go up and have a look."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Hearing this, the two Bai Tingxin siblings nodded and found a quiet place to sit down and cultivate. Because there weren't many warriors on this floor, there were only seven or eight of them, so there was no need to worry about the lack of blood.    

    

"Let's go up and take a look."    

    

"Alright, let's go up and take a look."    

    

Lu Chen and Fu Feng looked at each other and walked towards the seventh floor with a smile.    

    

"Who are those two people?"    

    

"He actually made it to the seventh level?"    

    

"The pressure on the seventh floor is several times greater than on the sixth floor. I haven't been able to go up there for the past few months."    

    

… ….    

    

The seven to eight young experts, who were originally training, looked at the backs of Lu Chen and Fu Feng with shock in their eyes.    

    

Under their watchful eyes, Lu Chen and Fu Feng slowly ascended to the seventh floor.    

    

However, the density of the Desolate Blood was more than twice that of the sixth floor, so it was of no use to the two who had reached the Soul-breaking Stage level.    

    

After all, after one reached Soul-breaking Stage, if they wanted to continue improving, the amount of resources needed was enormous. Although the Desolate Blood was a little purer than the Wild Qi, the difference wasn't too great.    

    

The two of them did not linger and quickly arrived at the eighth floor. After arriving here, even Soul-breaking Stage experts like Lu Chen and Fu Feng felt a huge suppression on their bodies, as if they were tied up by a huge mountain, causing their every movement to become extremely heavy.    

    

"The closer I get to the top, the thicker the Desolate Blood becomes."    

    

"The amount of Desolate Blood in the air on the eighth floor is more than the amount on the previous seven floors combined. If ordinary Soul-breaking Stage practitioners could train here for a few days, the effect would be comparable to several months of bitter cultivation outside."    

    

Lu Chen nodded to himself. Although the eighth level of Desolate Blood was indeed very rich, it still wasn't of much help to him.    

    

Fu Feng, who was beside them, seemed to be in the same situation. He shook his head at Lu Chen and said, "Why don't we go to the ninth floor to take a look."    

    

With that, he took the lead and walked towards the direction of the ninth floor. That slightly anxious look on his face caused Lu Chen to be stunned.    

    

"This kid..."    

    

Lu Chen smiled and followed him.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

As soon as they stepped onto the stairs leading to the ninth floor, a terrifying pressure pressed down on them, causing them to be unable to stand up straight at the same time.    

    

"Not good."    

    

Fu Feng's expression changed as his soul force surged. At the same time, his body began to emit crackling sounds like beans being fried. His originally bent body slowly straightened.    

    

Lu Chen only frowned and circulated the blood energy in his body. This pressure was offset by more than half and his movements returned to normal.    

    

"Lu Chen, you are indeed abnormally strong. I used my full strength in order to barely block this pressure. You seem to be quite relaxed."    

    

Glancing at Lu Chen, Fu Feng was surprised and envious at the same time. This fellow's physical body was abnormally strong. He didn't even need to use his soul essence to block all of the pressure.    

    

"Cut the crap, hurry up and take a look."    

    

Lu Chen was too lazy to say more, he directly walked towards the ninth floor with steady steps.    

    

"Wait for me!"    

    

Fu Feng was a bit mad. However, even though he had used his soul force, he was still affected by the terrifying pressure and his movements became somewhat slow.    

    

When he arrived at the ninth floor, he found that Lu Chen was already waiting for him.    

    

"This is …"    

    

Staring at the space in front of him, Fu Feng was dumbfounded. If it was said that the Desolate Blood that filled the air on the eighth floor was only a sliver, then the Desolate Blood here was merely a sliver. The majestic Blood Fog had almost dyed the entire ninth floor blood-red, and the thick Desolate Blood made his entire body boil.