Invincible Martial King

Although the two of them weren't very fast, their steps were exceptionally calm.    

Another two hours passed.    

As they gradually approached the peak of the mountain, the participating disciples also appeared in front of them. Each and every one of them was exhausted to the point of gasping for breath, and every step they took, they would have to rest for a moment to accumulate strength.    

Fu Feng had studied part of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, but he was also exhausted when he walked here. Sweat had already soaked through his daoist robe, and his face had become very pale.    

"Can you still walk?"    

Lu Chen frowned and asked softly.    

"It should be fine."    

Fu Feng took a deep breath and continued walking forward. Each step was incredibly heavy, as if he had used up all of his strength.    

Under the astonished gazes of several disciples, Lu Chen and Fu Feng quickly passed by them without any hesitation and headed towards the direction of the summit.    

"This …"    

"How is this possible?"    

"Didn't they stop halfway up the mountain?"    

His talent was outstanding and was an expert who had just entered the Life And Death Stage. After exhausting all of his strength, he could only arrive at this place, but he did not expect that he would be surpassed by Lu Chen and Fu Feng, these two new disciples who had not even stepped into the Life And Death Stage.    

This disciple's face revealed a look of disbelief, and the other disciples were also in the same state. It was as if they had seen a ghost.    

Fu Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. However, as he got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, that surging pressure finally made him unable to carry on with his heavy steps.    

"I can't take it anymore."    

"We'll depend on you next."    

Fu Feng shook his head at Lu Chen and smiled bitterly.    

"Alright."    

Lu Chen thought for a moment and nodded seriously. He then took big steps and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.    

"This fellow..."    

"If you hadn't been waiting for me, you probably would have reached the top by now, right?"    

Looking at Lu Chen's disappearing back, Fu Feng was stunned for a moment and then revealed a happy smile.    

A tall mountain appeared in his line of sight. That was the peak of the Thousand Layered Peak.    

The more he walked, the more pressure that came crashing down on him like a huge wave. Even Lu Chen felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. Every time he raised his foot, half of his body's strength would be consumed.    

But even so, Lu Chen did not slow down at all. Although this world's trend was a type of pressure, if it could withstand it, it was also not a small benefit, especially for a physical expert like Lu Chen.    

With the help of this surging force of heaven and earth, Lu Chen's body felt an infinite pressure, but at the same time, it stimulated the blood energy in his body to become active. Every time he took a step forward, his body would emit "Kengqiang" sounds of metal rubbing against stone.    

Feeling the obvious change in his body, Lu Chen nodded to himself. Although this change was very subtle, it was very precious to him.    

The pressure here was already very strong. If one could reach the peak of the mountain, then the pressure would be several times stronger. At that time, borrowing the enormous force of the world to temper the blood and Qi within one's body would be a pretty good method.    

Thinking of this, Lu Chen quickened his pace.    

Zheng Manghu, who was walking toward the top of the mountain with difficulty, heard the sound of metal and stone coming from behind him. He frowned and asked the Orthodox Unity Hall disciple beside him: "Did you hear anything?"    

"Yes."    

"Strange, this place is not far from the top of the mountain, how could there be such a sound?" The other Orthodox Unity Hall disciple was puzzled.    

"He's coming."    

As Zheng Manghu finished his sentence, a figure slowly walked through the clouds. With each step he took, there was a "clang" sound. The most eye-catching thing was that there were sparks flying everywhere on the surface of his body!    

"It's him!"    

Seeing the face of this person, Zheng Manghu's expression changed. It's not Lu Chen, but who else could it be?    

"Disciple of Kungwu Hall?"    

"Senior brother Zheng, this …"    

The other Orthodox Unity Hall disciple was dumbstruck. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, who would believe this scene?    

"Lu Chen!"    

Zheng Manghu's gaze sank. He found it hard to understand why this new disciple, who was only at Soul-breaking Stage, was able to arrive here.    

One had to know that the pressure here was more than ten times greater than halfway up the mountain. Even the experts of Life And Death Stage would not necessarily be able to reach this place.    

Lu Chen naturally recognized Zheng Manghu. However, he only glanced at the two of them once before walking past them with calm steps. Soon, he disappeared from their line of sight.    

"Bastard!"    

"Come, let's catch up."    

Zheng Manghu was a little anxious. If others knew that he was not even a Soul-breaking Stage disciple, how could he still show his face?    

Even though Zheng Manghu wanted to give chase, he had not taken even a few steps. In front of the endlessly surging power of the world, his four limbs had almost become incomparably stiff. Even his feet had completely sunk into the ground.    

Beside him, the other Orthodox Unity Hall disciple was doing the same.    

"Senior Brother Zheng, we can't walk anymore …"    

… ….    

The events happening on the Thousand Layered Mountain naturally couldn't be hidden from the Elders. With their cultivation level, let alone several peaks, even if they were thousands or even tens of thousands of miles away, they would be able to see everything with a single thought.    

"This, exactly what is going on?"    

"He's clearly only at the level of his Soul-breaking Stage, yet is able to reach such a level. Furthermore, he's about to reach the top."    

… ….    

"If this old man is not mistaken, didn't this Kungwu Hall disciple already stop halfway up the mountain? Could he have borrowed the help of some magical equipment? "    

"Impossible, even Tao Artifact would not be able to use their profound strength in the Thousand Layered Mountain, so this Kungwu Hall disciple should rely on his own ability to walk up there."    

… ….    

Regardless of whether it was the Orthodox Unity Hall or the elders, all of them revealed expressions of shock. Lu Chen was only a practitioner of Soul-breaking Stage, yet he was able to surpass Zheng Manghu and the others.    

It had to be known that in the past hundred years, the Dao Gathering had been held nine times. It was not that no disciples had reached the Thousand Layered Mountain, but none of the disciples who used their Soul-breaking Stage to charge to the summit had done so in a hundred years.    

"How strange."    

"Could he really be able to reach the summit with his Soul-breaking Stage?"    

"Impossible, absolutely impossible …"    

"Why not?" Just as the two hall elders were feeling suspicious, an old and dignified voice sounded.    

"Elder Yan."    

"What do you mean?"    

Hearing this, several elders looked towards the old man who had remained silent. This person was none other than the Elder Yan who had suppressed Zhao Dechuan in the Arctic Prison several years ago.    

"If this old man's memory is correct, there are two to three prodigies who, within the past several hundred years, have all ascended the Thousand Layered Mountain with the appearance of their Soul-breaking Stage."    

Under the attentive gazes of the crowd, Elder Yan slowly spoke out.    

"You're right..." An elder seemed to have thought of something and his expression instantly changed.    

An elder from the Orthodox Unity Hall said, word for word, his face dark: "Kungwu Hall!"    

Hearing this, the other elders felt their hearts tremble, as if they recalled a distant memory. Within these few hundred years, among the two to three geniuses who had once ascended the Thousand Layered Peak with the status of Soul-breaking Stage, one of them was the Kungwu Hall Master, whose seniority was higher than theirs. The other two were the current head disciples of the Kungwu Hall and the already insane third disciple.    

The two disciples were blind, and the three disciples were even more crazy. But what if another one with Soul-breaking Stage cultivation made it to the peak of the thousand disciples, then what would happen?    

Thinking up to this point, everyone fell silent, their eyes shining with a bright light. The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat heavy and strange.