Chen Mo’s footsteps did not stop, he continued to climb upward. When he reached the ninth level, he even had the leisure to greet Li Kui.
"Long ti no see, Mr. Li." Chen Mo said with a smile.
Li Kui was focusing on breathing exercises. Under trendous pressure, his muscles and veins popped up, and fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
Hearing soone talking to him, he opened his eyes and was stunned for a mont.
"Chen Mo? What are you doing here?"
"Nothing, just strolling around, you carry on." Chen Mo waved his hand and stepped up a level with a light pace.
"..."
Li Kui was montarily dumbfounded.
She had been cultivating in the Mountain of Blades and Tomb of Swords for over half a year and was still stuck on the ninth level...
This guy, on his first visit, had already set foot on the tenth level, and looked completely at ease, not even close to his limit...
Unbeknownst to them, Chen Mo’s physique had reached perfection through the transformation of the Xuantian Canglong, making this pressure insignificant to him.
Upon stepping into the tenth level, the evil qi suddenly changed, not only becoming denser but also more intensely bloodthirsty.
An eerie wind howled past his ears, chilling him to the bone.
The eleventh level, the twelfth level...
One after another, extrely tragic scenes unfolded before his eyes.
These were the obsessions of the weapon owners before their deaths, rged with the evil qi, pouring into the Purple Mansion, continually assaulting his Divine Sense.
For an ordinary Fourth-Level Warrior, by now, they might have lost their sanity, reduced to a mindless killing machine.
However, Chen Mo’s Divine Soul strength was incomparable to before, he didn’t even need to use the Hidden Soul technique, and the Golden Body Miniature stood firm amidst the evil qi’s impact.
The fifteenth level, the sixteenth level...
When Chen Mo stepped onto the twentieth level, the howling wind suddenly stopped, and silence reigned, as if he could hear his own heartbeat.
He seed to sense sothing, and looking up, saw a scarlet atmosphere converging above, like a blood sea churning, gradually forming a massive vortex, with countless weapon shadows faintly erging within it!
The twenty-first level.
Boom!
The weapon shadows engulfed in bloody thunder crashed down, striking directly on Chen Mo!
Zhong Lihe watched this scene from afar, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"The twenty-first level!"
"On his first climb, he actually reached the twenty-first level!"
"Aside from the Princess, there’s no one else in the Great Yuan! With such talent, it can’t simply be called genius; it’s pure monstrosity!"
"Wait a minute..."
"He’s still climbing?!"
Under Zhong Lihe’s startled gaze, Chen Mo withstood the onslaught of blades and ascended another level.
The weapon shadows seed tangible, each strike affecting both body and soul simultaneously. As his flesh continued to wither, the Golden Body on the Spirit Platform began to flicker.
"Nestle the ice soul in the Central Chest Point, plant the cold toad in the Spiritual Navel, a wisp of pure qi, perating the three passes..."
Chen Mo quietly chanted the Heart Clarity Spell, the Golden Body stabilized again, and his body gradually replenished under the repair of the Vitality Essence.
The twenty-third level, the twenty-fourth level...
His climbing speed was noticeably slower than before, but he maintained stability, standing firm against the onslaught of blades.
The twenty-eighth level, the twenty-ninth level...
The air was thick with the sll of blood, like a viscous sea of blood, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Just as Chen Mo was about to take another step, he suddenly noticed that on the thirtieth step, there was a palm-sized "Li" character engraved, strokes like dragons and snakes, hooks and lines like iron, exuding an imposing aura.
He didn’t think much of it and directly stepped onto the thirtieth level.
Hum——
All the weapons in the Mountain of Blades and Tomb of Swords trembled simultaneously, their blades uniformly pointing at Chen Mo on the high platform!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Terrifying screams seed to echo in his ears!
Zhong Lihe’s mouth opened slightly, his face full of puzzlent, his elder face filled with bewildernt.
"The thirtieth level..."
Vaguely, he recalled that golden figure.
The tall figure clad in Nine Heavens Phoenix Feather Armor ascended the twenty-ninth level gracefully, though just a step away from the top, she halted.
After a brief contemplation, she drew a short dagger and engraved her na on the thirtieth step.
[Mother said, a woman shouldn’t be too assertive, or she’ll end up alone, better leave so room.]
[Only a man who ascends the thirtieth level deserves to be my concubine, and if he can reach the top, marrying him wouldn’t be out of the question.]
The woman’s smile was like a blooming flower, yet exuded extre confidence.
At that ti, Zhong Lihe dismissed it as a joke, after all, under the Third Rank, how could anyone reach the top?
But now, this scene unfolded before him.
"It really is him!"
"The hope whispered by the Golden Crow... it really is him!"
Zhong Lihe’s whole body trembled, his face twisted with excitent, and almost uncontrollably blurted out, "Chen Mo, do you want a wife or not?!"
Chen Mo: [・_・?]
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