Chapter 565: A Year and a Half

On the tenth layer of the dark space, Zhong Zihao not only felt that the test here was nearly a hundred times more difficult than the ninth layer of the Guwu Streamer Tower, but there was also an extremely terrifying killing array.

Speculating like this, that Demon Ancestor must be a knowledgeable and talented man, otherwise these tests of killing arrays at this moment would not be of much significance.

Zhong Zihao couldn't help but show a wry smile, is this really just a coincidence, or is this dark space quite spiritual, and even his mastery of the formation is very clear?

Fortunately, his will has always been tenacious, and he will not be deterred by the predicament in front of him. In any case, you can only break through this layer first and then talk about anything else.

Zhen Yuan passed by, and he obviously felt that the pressure was much lighter.

When he swayed to the front of the steps, he did not take a rash step in, but sat cross-legged on the side. Because he knew that there was a heavy formation covering it.

Closing his eyes and pondering, mobilizing what he had learned over the years, Zhong Zihao slowly became enlightened.

However, with his formation foundation and understanding, it took Rao a full three hours to sort out his thoughts, and after unraveling the formation, he resolutely stepped out.

"Bang!"

A heavy voice resounded throughout the space, and his left foot fell heavily on the first step, only to feel a pressure falling from the sky, as if an ancient sacred mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

Not only that, but even the internal organs in the body are affected by this force.

At the same time, his True Yuan and Soul Power were suppressed by ninety percent and could barely be called. He understood that the little bit of true yuan and soul power left behind was reserved for those who broke through the steps to break through the formation.

Zhong Zihao was sure that if his physical body had not been strengthened by the Demon Ancestor's essence blood, he might not even be able to withstand the pressure of the first step.

This time, he suddenly regretted a little, because he made a mistake in judgment, thinking that the dark space was exactly the same as the test of the Guwu Streamer Tower, so after entering here, he dispersed his cultivation to the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm.

If he still retained the cultivation of the early stage of the Life and Death Realm at this moment, would it be easier to break through the dark space?

Of course, this was just his speculation, not to mention that it was useless to think about it now, he could only honestly recover his strength, and at the same time comprehend the formation that shrouded in the second step.

Five hours later, Zhong Zihao stepped on the third step. After another seven hours, the fourth step ......

At this point, he finally gradually adapted to the pressure here, and his mood completely calmed down, step by step, and climbed the ladder while attaining enlightenment.

......

In the outside world, when a day passed, Su Qi and the others couldn't sit still when they saw that there was no reaction on the tenth floor of the dark space. But after all, they are supreme and powerful, and they continue to wait patiently.

Five days later, the expressions on everyone's faces were visibly nervous.

Ten days later, everyone already had a bad guess in their hearts.

When half a month passed, a sense of despair enveloped everyone's hearts.

Su Qi even blamed himself a little, why did he have to force that little guy to break through the tenth layer? In any case, the other party was a glimmer of hope for the Demon Ancestor to stay in the Yuntian Continent, and now it seems that this faint hope has been wiped out by his own hands.

And the princess and the elders also had complicated faces, and all of a sudden, they had a lot less hatred for Zhong Zihao. Immediately, I thought that if that guy could come out of the dark space smoothly, he would be willing to forgive the other party for his terrible mistake.

None of them spoke, and none of them left the place first, waiting until a month later.

"It's all gone!"

Su Qi's voice sounded faintly, and it seemed that the whole person had aged a little: "Confess, let all the clansmen hurry up and cultivate, the threat of the Protoss has not been lifted!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Everyone bowed, and then slowly walked out.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Su Qi say with a hint of grief: "As for the matter of the Demon Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor's essence blood, you just didn't mention it to me." ”

The princess and the nine elders were silent, bowed down again, and then slowly retreated, and everyone's backs looked a little bleak.

Su Qi shook his head, then walked out, and said to himself, "Those two old things from the Demon Clan and the Flame Demon Clan are also coming soon." ”

This incident is still very important for the high-level of the Black Demon Clan, at least in terms of mood, and everyone has a little more heroic twilight mood.

They suddenly heard that the Demon Ancestor had fallen, and at the same time, they were desperate, and at the same time, they heard that a young man who had fused the essence and blood of the Demon Ancestor was born, which finally gave everyone a glimmer of hope.

However, this young man did not shine the light that everyone expected, and fell silently in the dark space.

What's even more ironic is that the initiator who killed this hope was still the ancestor of their Dark Demon Clan, Su Qi.

Now, even if everyone wants to retrieve the Black Flame Demon Sword, it is a delusion, that Terran kid has fallen on the tenth layer of the dark space, who dares to enter? Or, even if he enters, what can he do? If he can't break through the tenth layer, he can't bring the Black Flame out at all.

......

In the dark space, Zhong Zihao tirelessly comprehended and climbed the steps, completely forgetting the passage of time. He only knew one thing, every time he climbed the stairs, he almost squeezed his potential.

But as he slowly moved forward, he clearly felt that his attainments in the formation were getting higher and higher, his physical body was becoming more and more terrifying, and even his comprehension had improved.

Time flies, like flowing water, silently crossed.

A year and a half had passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhong Zihao had already stood on the ninety-eighth step, and had been standing for several months.

At this moment, his whole body was stained with blood, and his whole body was full of cracks, and it was difficult to find a complete muscle, and he could no longer see the shadow of the handsome and world-dominating man he once was.

However, his eyes became darker and deeper, like the endless starry sky.

Suddenly, he moved, and his raised right leg was as heavy as a mountain, and it rested firmly on the ninth step.

"Boom!"

It seems that even the entire space shook violently at the moment when this foot hit the ground.

Almost at the same time, a pressure that was more than ten times heavier than before suddenly came, and he certainly understood what it meant after having broken through the ninth layer of the Guwu Streamer Tower.

"Drink...... Ahh

Without the slightest pause, Zhong Zihao let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, burst out with the strength of his whole body, and kicked his other foot suddenly.

"Click!"

There was a clear sound of his leg bones breaking, and as if he was unconscious, he threw his body forward and fell to the top with a bang.

The pressure that oppressed his body, true element, and soul suddenly disappeared, and he passed out on the ninety-ninth steps.

When he woke up again, there was a smooth feeling all over his body, as if he was swimming in the amniotic fluid of his mother's body, greedily absorbing endless pure demonic energy.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhong Zihao roared and vented to his heart's content.

I succeeded again, and my efforts for more than a year were not in vain, and I brushed shoulders with death countless times, but I finally persevered.