With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 666 - 564: Using Mount Sumeru as the Furnace to Temp

Thus, ng Chuan dared to make the bold statent of a seventy percent victory rate earlier.

The final third point is the strength of the body at play.

Like the epic technique of "Star Destroyer", it consus imnsely and is a dual test of strength and stamina.

With this rapid cultivation, both strength and stamina have greatly enhanced.

Extraordinary strength as the blade, and a bizarrely hard-trained body as the foundation.

He even pondered if his "Star Destroyer" punch could leap two levels, to challenge a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

He increasingly realized the importance of physical cultivation.

Even if he cannot gather energy, nor cultivate Qi Blood,

encountering a domain like Suru Mountain again, would undoubtedly be an incredible fortune!

Considering the above three points, he gave himself a ninety percent victory rate.

If the opponent suddenly transford into a Celestial Demon commander or general.

Earlier was all a tease to play with them.

Then there’s no solution...

However... this possibility is almost zero, so there’s no need to dwell on it.

The remaining ten percent is up to fate.

Upon hearing ng Chuan’s words, the group exhaled a deep breath, feeling much more relaxed.

Recently, it was as if the lives of the three monks were tied to ng Chuan’s waist.

Day and night yearning, truly waiting for such a simple statent.

Ninety percent!

Enough!

Liao Chen punched his left fist into his right palm, his face beaming with excitent.

"If we can’t go up, we’ll wait halfway up the mountain and block it!"

"Absolutely!"

ng Chuan stood up, the Dragon Demon drooping its head, absorbing the monks’ Spiritual Power.

Liao Chen lay down on the ground, like a mountain of flesh.

"Co! Drain the Buddha dry!"

Once the energy was fully charged, he stood up.

Eyes fixed on the mountain peak, full of vigor.

"Search the mountain, subdue the demon!"

...

The mountain wind swirled, his chest heaving.

Thick white smoke dragged out from his mouth and nose.

ng Chuan’s body inflated by a dozen feet, slowly climbing to the peak.

"Be careful, the Buddha awaits your triumphant return."

The three monks saw him off for half an hour, feeling the increasing heavy pressure.

They then each found a place to squat, just in case.

"Don’t worry, I will definitely slay this beast and avenge Master Yuan."

"Amitabha—Donor ng, it is good enough that you have this intention."

No one blad Liao Yuan’s death on ng Chuan.

If bla were to be placed, all four shared it.

Whoosh—!

Released to a fifteen-ter form, the mountain’s pressure now felt like nothing.

ng Chuan vanished from sight, making his way up the mountain with full force.

At this mont, Suru Mountain welcod its excavator...

ng Chuan charged fiercely, the higher the mountain, the greater the pressure.

Boom boom boom!

At this mont, the pressure he endured surpassed a hundred tons.

Visible indentations and airwaves were rudely shattered by him.

No signs of injury on his body, only his skin slightly blushes.

Charging ahead boldly!

Since his physique hadn’t yet entered, inside the Dharma Realm, all seed like a mirage.

The panel couldn’t display how strong his Hard Skills were now.

But just from this mont, ng Chuan was sure.

The strength of his body far exceeded before, an epic upgrade!

The airwaves roared and exploded as he asured the distance to the peak, feeling the increasingly imnse demonic qi...

The final battle was imminent!

...

At the mountain top.

Hundreds of feet of peaks were enveloped in dazzling golden light.

Everything around was silent.

The next second, a deafening whistle, darkness descended.

The entire golden summit seed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, wrapped in shadow and dyed black.

The vast Mixed Elent Pearl Umbrella covered the sky, with demonic qi surging inside like boiling.

The Celestial Demon finally shed its "hypocritical" disguise, revealing its sharp fangs.

Twisted demonic shadows stood tall, letting out hoarse growls.

Countless struggling demon heads piled into a black lotus throne.

Sitting atop it, a multicolored light orb flickered, its surface displaying countless changing sinister faces.

The light orb solidified into a demonic visage with red eyes and sharp teeth, intensely staring at the void before it.

Yet in an instant, it transford into a dignified and solemn Buddha face radiating golden light.

Black and gold entwined, the demon and Buddha faces intermittently flickered.

Gazing through the umbrella surface, fixing on the approaching figure.

"Hohoho—An ant... actually dares to co up?"

The Buddha face lowered its eyes, suddenly curling its lips, a mocking voice like clashing tal.