"Get back! All of you, get back!"
Hong Yu roared, continuously resisting the imnse pressure as he forced his legs to move forward.
It beca increasingly difficult. By the ti he passed the defense of the outermost thirty thousand stars, his body was already hunched over, each step a monuntal effort.
'Damn it, how can I possibly withstand so many stars? It's impossible. There's no way I can pass...' Hong Yu's mind grew increasingly chaotic and dazed as despair and frustration quietly spread through his heart.
Forty thousand stars passed...
Forty-five thousand stars passed...
SPURT!
Hong Yu spat out a mouthful of blood. His mind and consciousness had finally reached their limit. The imnse pressure crushed him to the ground, rendering him immobile. His whole body trembled violently, his breath as faint as a silken thread. It seed the weight of a single strand of hair would be enough to utterly crush and break him.
Within the Profound Celestial Tower.
Little One, who was absorbing the aura dissipating from the Star River Spirit Bone to refine the Execution Corpse, had a sudden change in expression. 'Damn it, is he about to break? Curses. It seems I've underestimated this Star River Spirit Bone. Though Hong Yu's current strength is comparable to the Earth Soul Realm, he's still too weak since he hasn't condensed a Primordial Spirit...'
'No, I can't give up. I won't give up.'
Hong Yu clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped from his gums. He actually began to crawl, relying on the writhing of his body to inch forward.
He finally stopped again after passing the fifty-thousandth star...
The pressure from the stars grew stronger the further he went. The power of one's mind and consciousness could not, in the end, contend with the ever-increasing pressure and pain. As long as the fusion continued, the soul-tearing agony would only intensify, never stopping. No matter how strong or resilient a person's consciousness was, it would eventually reach its limit. It would tire and be unable to hold on any longer...
'Has he reached his limit?'
Little One gazed at the boy beside him, who was trembling violently. Faint cracks were appearing on his skin, and his face twitched, his expression shifting between agony, madness, and sheer stubbornness. Little One let out a soft sigh.
"Hong Yu, give up!"
"Even if you don't succeed this ti, you can always try again after you break through to the Earth Soul Realm," Little One said in a low voice.
As the Tower God of the Profound Celestial Tower, one of the most powerful Artifact Spirits in existence, he could naturally see that Hong Yu was on the verge of collapse, having reached his absolute limit.
If he persisted, only death awaited him!
'No! I won't give up!'
'I absolutely will not give up!!!'
'I refuse to live a diocre life! I refuse to let my fate be dictated by others!!!'
Hong Yu's nearly shattered consciousness roared and bellowed, 'I refuse to be like before, powerless against the enemies who bully ! I refuse to survive on the charity of others! I won't give up! No one can make give up! No one!!'
BOOM!
Amidst that defiant roar, Hong Yu's consciousness underwent a sudden, drastic transformation.
If Hong Yu's consciousness had been tenacious before, like a piece of iron, then at this mont, it was expanding and undergoing a qualitative change. It evolved from iron into refined steel, then thousand-refined steel... constantly improving, growing ever more resolute and strong.
His consciousness and willpower surged to an unbelievable degree.
'I haven't given up! I can still go on!'
Hong Yu suddenly felt as if he had been completely reborn. His exhausted body was once again filled with power. Pushing against the imnse pressure, he slowly stood up and began to walk forward, his steps firm and determined.
Sixty thousand stars...
Seventy thousand stars...
Eighty thousand stars...
Ninety thousand stars...
BANG!
At last, he broke through the trial of ninety thousand stars and arrived before the Star River Spirit Bone.
"What?"
Inside the Profound Celestial Tower, a look of astonishnt appeared on Little One's face.
"How is this possible? H-His consciousness actually grew ten tis stronger?" Little One shook his head repeatedly, then froze for a mont and murmured, "That's right. My old master once said that obsession is the most formidable weapon. Once a person has a tenacious obsession, an absolute belief that they will never give up, they can often unleash terrifying potential."
For the first ti, Little One's gaze toward Hong Yu held a hint of approval and admiration. He let out a breath, his tense nerves finally relaxing. "There's no more danger from here on out. This kid... he really makes look forward to his future achievents!"
Little One glanced at the Execution Corpse absorbing the aura of the Star River Spirit Bone, and the corners of his lips curved up. 'I should put more effort into refining this Execution Corpse, too! When this kid wakes up, I'll give him a nice surprise!'
Just as Hong Yu, after imnse hardship, passed the life-and-death inheritance of the Star River Spirit Bone and began to fuse with it, the Hong Family was holding a high-level eting in a tense atmosphere.
"I propose we treat Hong Yu with the sa status as the Four Kings. His talent is more than enough to deserve it!" Hong Tianduan declared.
He had barely finished speaking when a cold snort echoed. "The status of the Four Kings? Heh heh, Third Brother, don't you think you're overestimating that brat Hong Yu?"
Hong Tiande slowly rose to his feet, swept his gaze over the crowd, and said in a sneering, ambiguous tone, "Everyone, you all know what the status of the Four Kings represents. It's equivalent to giving him the authority of a Patriarch-heir. I personally believe that Hong Yu is rely a disciple from a branch family who has always been suppressed by the Direct Lineage. He surely harbors resentnt in his heart. He already dared to kill Hong Hu. If we truly grant him such authority, who knows what kind of revenge he might exact? For an arrogant brat like him who doesn't know his place, the best thod is to suppress him ruthlessly and make him understand his station!"
"Lao Qi, you're going too far! Are you telling you don't know how Hong Hu died?" Hong Tianduan said angrily.
Hong Tiande shrugged and sneered, "I admit I told Hong Hu to kill Hong Yu. So what? He's just an unruly disciple from a branch family. Don't I have the right to deal with him? Third Brother, I think you're being a little too nice to Hong Yu. Could he be your illegitimate son?"
"You bastard, stop spouting bullshit!" Hong Tianduan cursed, his face flushing red with anger.
Hong Tiande said in that sa snide tone, "Why are you getting so worked up? Feeling guilty?"
"You..."
Hong Tianduan was furious, his rage about to erupt, when the imposing, middle-aged man seated at the head of the table finally spoke. "Enough. What is the aning of all this squabbling?" This man was none other than the Hong Family Patriarch. He stated indifferently, "The matter of Hong Yu's status is temporarily set aside. We will discuss it again once he becos an Inner Sect Disciple of the Cyan Nether Sword Sect. eting adjourned!"
With that, he flicked his sleeves and departed.
The Elders dispersed unhappily.
"Lao Qi, your actions are far too selfish," Hong Tianduan snorted coldly before leaving in a huff.
"Selfish? Hmph..."
Hong Tiande remained composed, but a cold, harsh light glinted in his eyes. 'That blasted Hong Yu... if I really let you grow, you might actually beco a contender for the Patriarch's position one day. If that happens, there would be no place left for . If I don't kill you, I, Hong Tiande, will never be able to eat or sleep in peace...'
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