King Golden-winged Peng and Huanyu stand side by side on the top of a high mountain, overlooking the whole small world...

"Chu Ziheng, that kid set off for the Holy Mountain?" King Golden-Winged Peng asked suddenly.

"That's right, I walked this morning, and it is estimated that he has almost completed his forty-nine miles."

"Two thousand years ago, it was also the matter of the small world left by the Troubled Ancient Emperor that I told me, and I went to the Holy Mountain at that time, but unfortunately it took a few years to find out any mysteries." King Golden-winged Peng sighed.

"Don't sigh, there is such a thing as chance, it will come if there is a fate, and there is no reason to force it." The universe is extremely calm.

"If everyone is as indifferent as you, there won't be so many fights among cultivators in the world."

Huanyu was noncommittal, and asked with a smile: "How long do you think it will take him to reach the first level?" ”

"It's hard to say, the first level is the test of the Dao heart, some people can pass it in an instant, and some people can't get through it even if they live a lifetime...... What do you think? ”

"I'm optimistic about him." Huanyu smiled.

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At this moment, Chu Ziheng is moving forward step by step in the deep forest.

Even if he is a cultivator, he will not walk much faster than ordinary people, at most, he will be able to hold on for forty-nine miles without getting tired.

As Chu Ziheng walked forward step by step, there was a strange power that gradually attached to his body, a kind of pressure, or it could also be understood that the gravity of the place where he was lifted up.

In the first twenty miles, this feeling is not obvious, after all, with his physical body, it should not be a problem to lift 100,000 catties.

By the time it was thirty miles, the power of this oppression was already quite terrifying, and if it was a four-pole secret realm cultivator who was not a body refining stream, it was estimated that they would have already fallen to their knees.

Thirty-five miles...... Chu Ziheng's forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down, and it was already quite difficult.

Forty miles...... It almost reached the top that Chu Ziheng's physical body could bear, but what made him even more desperate was that at this time, a new power actually came, directly acting on his soul, as if putting a heavy shackle on his divine sense.

At this time, Chu Ziheng's body was already crumbling, and every step he took out was a deep pit on the ground, which was a torment for himself.

Ye Laoshang once said that after climbing to the top of the holy mountain, he would face the test left by the Emperor of Chaos. And this forty-nine miles away, I haven't heard of such torture, could it be that Old Man Ye deliberately didn't tell him?

Thinking about the fact that there were still nine miles ahead, Chu Ziheng had an incomparably headache. Fortunately, he is now the body of the Black Emperor, and after turning into his original form, he is like a strong bull, and he can take more than five feet with every step.

But he was now on the verge of the limits of his physical abilities, and every step he took was like a step closer to a desperate situation in the depths of hell, and the bones and muscles of his whole body were creaking.

Forty-one miles... Forty-two miles...... Forty-five miles...

If you want to know what is more painful than physical pain to the extreme, then Chu Ziheng can tell you very responsibly at this moment - it is mental pain!

At this time, in his sea of consciousness, the Black Emperor, who was the size of a fist and covered in golden light, was completely composed of divine thoughts, and at this time was burdened with oppression that was more terrifying than his body. I don't know if it's because his divine consciousness has reached the half-step power level, this kind of pressure is far beyond the physical body, and the severe pain from the spirit has made him forget the physical body at all.

At this moment, he has only one belief - to move forward!

Before the crossing, since he didn't live the way he wanted, this crossing actually gave him a chance to be reborn and gave him a possibility to reach the top, and he had to grasp it!

One-step! One-step!

Chu Ziheng's flesh oozed blood beads at this time, which was extremely hideous and terrifying. And in his divine sense, small cracks began to appear, and the golden energy in his sea of consciousness began to spill outward from these small cracks.

But none of that! Chu Ziheng just wants to move forward!

This is a huge opportunity in front of him, if he can't even see the holy mountain, how can he explain to Old Man Ye when he goes back, and how can he explain to himself?

Chu Ziheng paused for a moment, wanting to take off the "Eternal Calling" pocket watch from his neck.

If he dies on the forty-nine mile road today, then I'm sorry, and it's a pity that he may not be able to participate in the battle of ten thousand ways in this golden world, and it's a pity that he won't be able to see the grand opening of the Chengxian Road again...

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However, the moment he took off his pocket watch...... All the stress is gone?

Due to the excessive force, he was confiscated, and Chu Ziheng fell heavily on the grass in front of him, and even the pocket watch flew several meters away.

WTF？

Chu Ziheng crawled to the pocket watch and gently picked it up, and suddenly the pressure like an abyss and a sea made him almost fall to his knees.

Put down the pocket watch again, relaxed, calm...

Pick it up again, "plop" -

Put it down again, "Cool!" ”——

Damn, this pocket watch is about to be broken, okay!

So now, the problem is obvious, only when he picks up this pocket watch, will there be that terrifying pressure to the extreme.

He thought that Old Man Ye didn't tell him, but now it seems that even Old Man Ye himself doesn't know. Does the trial on the "forty-nine miles" road belong only to him who has a pocket watch?

It's hard to believe, but now it seems likely.

But Chu Ziheng didn't dare to drop the pocket watch in his hand, which was obviously closely related to the trials left by the Emperor of Chaogu. He suspected that for a full period of 145,000 years, there were many talents, and the reason why no one could pass the test was precisely because of the lack of the pocket watch in his hand.

He hesitated for a moment, he had been able to hold on to that terrifying pressure because he thought he could only resist. Now, once you feel that feeling relaxed, it takes a lot of courage to pick up your pocket watch and move forward.

Chu Ziheng took a step forward, but hesitated again.

That kind of pressure is like a towering mountain slamming down on your shoulders. The pain is as if you are tied to a burning, reddish iron pillar and cut your flesh with a knife.

No one wants to go through it a second time.

Chu Ziheng tightened his teeth, bit hard, and never let go until his mouth was full of blood. He stretched out a hand and gently picked up the pocket watch on the ground and hung it around his neck.

To his surprise, the expected pressure did not come, and his whole body did not show any abnormality, just like usual, standing alone in the silent deep forest.

"Failed?" Chu Ziheng smiled bitterly, could it be that his hesitation just now caused him to lose this precious trial opportunity.

Chu Ziheng was a little discouraged, pursed his lips lightly, raised his head inadvertently, and then the whole person was stunned in place.

Just in the distance to the east, there is a snow-capped mountain towering into the clouds, under the sky, like a silver giant, overlooking the living beings of time.

This snow-capped mountain is majestic and majestic, starting from the halfway point of the mountain, there are ancient and broken palaces all the way up, exuding the atmosphere of vicissitudes and dead silence, making it seem mysterious.

"Is this the Holy Mountain?" Chu Ziheng's heart was shocked.

He looked up at the majestic holy mountain in front of him, and an aura of holiness spread out, seemingly permeating the entire small world. A refreshing fragrance surrounded Chu Ziheng's side, and the pure life energy poured into his body, which immediately made the fatigue caused by the pressure he had suffered for half a day disappear.

The divine power in his body was rising day by day, and he suddenly returned to his previous peak, and it was still increasing!

Breakthrough!

Under the baptism of this pure energy, he seemed to have been reborn, breaking through the barrier that had blocked him for several months in one fell swoop, and officially opened the fourth god of the secret realm of the Dao Palace!

The secret realm of the Dao Palace is almost complete, so are the four poles still far away?