Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

With this simple action, the invisible pressure seemed to have increased.    

Fortunately, this was only the third step. This level of pressure was still within Chen Yu's tolerance range.    

"Bastard with the surname Chen, die for me!" Lin Zefong's malevolent face flashed a hint of joy. His expression was insolent. He seemed to be able to see the scene where Chen Yu was torn into two halves by the sword ray.    

From his point of view, a sword strike at the sixth level of Heavenly Astral Stage was absolutely not something he could block with just his Ninth Layer of Qi Condensation!    

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth raised as the intention to tease magnified on his face.    

At this moment, the joy in Lin Zefong's eyes froze. That was because he saw the sword ray in his hand dissipate and melt like ice and snow within the raging flames.    

Under the strange and mysterious pressure that was spread all over the White Tower, the sharp sword intent suddenly dissipated into nothingness.    

Watching the sword beam disappear mysteriously, Lin Zefong was shocked. He could not figure out what was going on. Subconsciously, he urged the astral energy in his body to transform the bright yellow astral energy into a sword ray.    

However, it was still useless. After the sword beam entered the body of the pagoda, it disappeared.    

Lin Zefong, who was still in the air, felt that something was wrong. However, he hated Chen Yu to the bone. He did not hold back and when the sword was only a few feet away from Chen Yu, there was no longer any room for retreat. Thus, he could only strike with even more decisiveness.    

Fortunately, Lin Zefong knew that even without the help of the sword beam, a practitioner of Qi Condensation Stage would not be able to block this strike!    

The tip of the sword finally cut into the upper part of the stairs. Lin Zefong felt the tip of the sword suddenly sink, as if it had become extremely heavy.    

With this sudden change, Lin Zefong, who was caught off guard, almost couldn't hold on to the sword that suddenly became heavy. His expression couldn't help but change.    

"You want to kill me but you still don't understand the situation?" Seeing Lin Zefong's long sword sink uncontrollably, Chen Yu slightly tilted his body and ridiculed, "Even if you want to die, don't be in such a hurry!"    

Lin Zefong's pupils constricted as he tried his best to control the sword's momentum, causing this strike to pose at least a threat to Chen Yu, forcing him to retreat or dodge!    

As an expert of the fifth floor of Heavenly Astral Stage, even though Lin Zefong didn't know where this strange pressure came from, he was still able to respond based on experience!    

However, Lin Zefong had obviously underestimated the danger that the omnipresent pressure on the tower brought to him, or it could be said that he had underestimated Chen Yu's ability to grasp opportunities!    

As more and more parts of the sword in Lin Zefong's hand entered the range of pressure and the pressure on the sword increased, the sword in Lin Zefong's hand sank down more and more rapidly.    

Then, Lin Zefong felt that his body had suddenly become heavy. An invisible pressure was spreading rapidly on his body as he pounced towards Chen Yu.    

Lin Zefong finally realized that the sword could not even touch Chen Yu's body. His expression became aghast and frightened.    

He used all of his might to activate the True Divine Spirit in his body and was about to adjust his body. However, because he was suddenly pressured by the pressure of the tower, some of them immediately rushed towards him in the fiercest of postures. Although he was at the sixth level of the Heavenly Astral Stage, he was unable to balance his body in a short period of time.    

It was as if Lin Zefong was suddenly pulled down by someone's hands and feet as he jumped to the highest point in the air. At this moment, Lin Zefong was powerless to struggle!    

"If you have a next life, remember not to be so reckless!" Chen Yu's expression was indifferent as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. The blade in his hand curved slightly as it swept through the air at a steady pace, aiming at Lin Zefong's neck.    

Lin Zefong watched as Chen Yu's blade enlarged, but he found that he couldn't even tilt his head. It was as if his body was tightly bound by a rope.    

"Don't kill me and beg you!" endless fear flashed across Lin Zefong's eyes as he pleaded.    

What answered him was the cold glint of the sword that flashed up his neck and disappeared from his eyes.    

Lin Zefong felt a chill in his throat as a sharp pain rose from his throat.    

Then, he felt his body heavily colliding into the ice-cold tower steps. The ice-cold and dark feeling engulfed him.    

"No!" Lin Zefong's last touch revealed deep regret. If he knew that there was such a strange thing on this tower, he wouldn't have rushed up the tower steps to kill Chen Yu so recklessly!    

Chen Yu looked at Lin Zefong quietly as he fell onto the tower steps. He was interested as he saw the light in Lin Zefong's eyes darken.    

Blood spurted out from Lin Zefong's throat. The pressure from the tower pulled him down a few steps, then the flow of blood slowed down a few times before it stopped.    

On this strange White Tower, not even blood could flow!    

Chen Yu slowly bent over, grabbed Lin Zefong's sword, and took off the Storage Bag at Lin Zefong's waist, taking it as his own!    

Then, with a bit of difficulty, Chen Yu opened Lin Zefong's left hand and a crystal-like crystal fell into his hand.    

His guess before he entered the travel path was indeed correct, Lin Zefong did indeed have a defense type Disguised Spirit Artifact. It was a pity that on this step, because of the invisible pressure, the Disguised Spirit Artifact did not have any chance to activate it!    

"Chen Yu!" Two figures that were rushing over, one after the other, stopped at the foot of the pagoda. They were Mo Shu and Mo Jia. Their expressions were filled with shock and disbelief.    

Mo Shu and Mo Jia were focused on their training just now, so they didn't notice Lin Zefong who came in first. When they noticed Lin Zefong rushing towards Chen Yu, they immediately stopped their training and chased after Lin Zefong in an attempt to stop him.    

However, what they saw was how Chen Yu was able to kill Lin Zefong in one slash with such ease and such understatement that it was unbelievable!    

Just a moment ago, Lin Zefong, who was at the fifth level of the Heavenly Astral Stage, was in full fury and wanted to kill Chen Yu with a single slash. However, in the next moment, he was killed by Chen Yu, who was merely at the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.    

Lin Zefong felt like giving his neck to Chen Yu to slaughter!    

Although Mo Shu and Mo Jia knew that this was the result of the invisible pressure that pervaded the tower, they still found it unbelievable and could not believe their own eyes.    

"What's wrong?" Seeing Mo Shu and Mo Jia come over at the first moment, Chen Yu knew that they had good intentions, so he smiled and said to Mo Shu.    

"Nothing, nothing!" Mo Shu felt her mind go blank, not knowing what to say.    

"Thank you, you guys continue to recover, I will scout again!" Chen Yu smiled and continued to walk up the stairs after saying that.    

Staring at Chen Yu's back, Mo Shu's expression was extremely complicated.    

On one hand, she did not have a good impression of Lin Zefong. On the other hand, the disciples of the Donwu City's three families in this secret realm all had the same aura and had some kind of indescribable affection. She could only watch as Lin Zefong was killed by Chen Yu with one slash.    

Furthermore, looking at Lin Zefong's corpse, Mo Shu couldn't help but think of the scene when Chen Yu killed Qiao Zhilin and saved her life.    

While Mo Shu was having mixed emotions, Qiao Zhiyan also withdrew his gaze from behind the invisible wall on the right.    

"Young Master!" A man in his thirties had already passed through the palace door and arrived beside Qiao Zhiyan. His attitude was extremely respectful.    

"If it wasn't for the fact that this Chen Yu's cultivation is too low, he might really be a threat to me!" Qiao Zhiyan's face revealed a cold smile, and said: "I never thought that such a person would appear in Donwu City!"    

"Compared to Young Master, he's far worse!" The man in his thirties laughed.    

"That's not necessarily true!" Qiao Zhiyan shook his head: "He's only sixteen or seventeen years old, even in our Qiao Family, reaching this realm at this age can be considered a rare elite. If it's possible, I still want to capture him and bring him to the Bei Xuan sect. His talent is one thing, but since it's appropriate to use the weak to defeat the strong, the wisdom to kill the opponent cannot be underestimated. If I can take him in as my servant, then it will bring me quite a bit of strength! "    

"Then wouldn't young master have given him a bit of good fortune?" The man said in a humble tone, "I wonder how many people in the clan are still hoping for Young Master to help them!"    

"Ha ha!" Qiao Zhiyan laughed, "Qiao Family and those who only know how to focus on those limited resources in the family and fight to the death for those pieces of trash, do they even deserve this Young Master's guidance?"    

Nearby the palace gate, Yuen Cheng's mouth was wide open for a long time, but he couldn't close it even after a long while. He unconsciously clenched his fists, and his body trembled slightly as he stared at Lin Zefong's corpse from a distance with an indecisive expression!    

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu had climbed another two steps. The pressure he felt was increasing and the zhenqi in his body had stagnated to the point where it could no longer circulate.    

"It's only five steps!" Chen Yu shook his head helplessly and stopped on the fifth step, waiting for his body to get used to the pressure of growth.    

Three minutes later, the zhenqi in Chen Yu's body returned to normal.    

There was a limit to his body's adaptability. According to the pressure changes on each step, Chen Yu didn't know how many steps he could climb.    

According to common sense, unless the pressure on the tower would decrease during a certain period of time, Chen Yu knew that there was no possibility for him to reach the top!    

When he thought about this, Chen Yu couldn't help but look up at the two hundred feet tall corpses of the three Qiao Family warriors with a thoughtful expression.    

After thinking for a while, Chen Yu continued to walk up the stairs.    

The pressure continued to increase, but Chen Yu did not stop. He had the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell, so no matter how strong his body was, or how he could adapt, he was not inferior to a middle stage Heavenly Astral Stage practitioner.    

Although his speed wasn't fast, Chen Yu still reached the 10th step.    

At this point, Chen Yu felt the pressure was so great that it made him suffocate.    

After a short rest, Chen Yu continued to climb.    

Gradually, Chen Yu's body became heavy. With each step he took, the leg that supported the leg began to tremble. This was the performance of the calf muscles being unable to withstand the invisible pressure.    

Chen Yu took a deep breath and counted the steps he had taken. No more, no less than twenty. And the height from the ground was only around twenty feet.    

Chen Yu raised his head and looked at the three corpses that were at least 200 feet above the ground. His eyes showed that he understood what was going on.    

Slowly sitting down, Chen Yu took out the Medicine Pill and consumed it before starting to channel his zhenqi into his body.    

Reaching this level, the zhenqi in his body had completely stagnated, but Chen Yu did not care. He focused all of his mind and circulated his zhenqi.    

The Profound Heaven Spell, as the sect's foundation cultivation technique on the Profound Heaven Sect, was already beginning to manifest its profoundness. In addition to Chen Yu's powerful mental strength, which combined with Bloodfire Emperor's soul fragments, the innate energy began to slowly and abnormally move.    

Chen Yu's expression was as calm as water and his mind was as calm as still water. There were no ripples at all!    

It was difficult to reach the top of the pagoda, but Chen Yu felt that it wasn't impossible as long as he seized the opportunity!    

Moreover, he had the Emperor Bone's trump card, so he himself wasn't very clear about the limits of his body.