The person stood at the top of the mountain. Wind blew past his body, causing his long hair to dance in the air. As he stood there, he wore a beast skin robe, and there was a boorish air about him.
That person was the man Su Ming had seen the previous night.
The blood veins appeared on the man's body and turned into a vast amount of Qi that seemed to be able to sweep through the area and form a pressure that was only weaker than the Transcendence Realm.
He had not Transcended, but the number of blood veins on his body had already surpassed the limit of 781 blood veins a normal Berserker could have. By the looks of it, he had around 800 blood veins.
At that moment, there was a serious look on his face. There was determination and determination on his face, along with ruthlessness and a determination to throw all caution to the wind.
"It's He Feng!"
"It's him. I've heard of him before. He's already at the eleventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm, but he failed to Transcend three times. Even so, he's so strong that he's the strongest among the five Transcended Berserkers in Han Mountain City, not including the people from the three tribes!"
"He's one of the few people who came from a small tribe in Han Mountain City. I don't know why, but he likes to keep the beast skin robes he wore when he was in a small tribe. But in my opinion, he's just trying to impress the crowd. Besides, he overestimates himself. How dare he challenge the Chains of Han Mountain?
Besides Cang Lan who successfully walked through the sixth chain of Tranquil East Tribe ten years ago and was taken in as a disciple of Freezing Sky Clan, very few people have succeeded! "
Su Ming looked at the man on the top of the mountain. His face was calm, but there was a faint flicker in his eyes. He had never heard about the Chains of Han Mountain from Fang Mu. This was the first time he heard about it, and he remembered it in his heart.
"Over the hundreds of years in Han Mountain City, there have been 65 people who challenged the Chains of Han Mountain. He Feng is the 66th person, but only five of them succeeded." An old voice came from the crowd in the third layer. The person who spoke was the old man from the shop Su Ming had wanted to enter.
The old man walked out slowly and looked at He Feng in the sky as he spoke languidly.
The old man's expression was calm as he muttered, "Most people will die if they fail, but it's not absolute."
At that moment, not only did Han Mountain City burst into an uproar, causing countless people to stare at it without blinking. In fact, as the bell chimes rang, there were also people moving about in the three mountains connected by the chains that surrounded Han Mountain City. It was clear that He Feng's actions had caught their attention.
Almost everyone was guessing which part of the chain He Feng would choose to challenge.
At the top of the mountain where the three chains intersected, He Feng's eyes shone brilliantly. The first thing he did was look at the chain that connected Puqiang Tribe. A chilling glare appeared in his eyes. That was not his choice. Instead, he looked at the mountain where Lake of Colors Tribe was located. In his eyes, the mountain of Lake of Colors Tribe in the distance was filled with thick red fog, and there seemed to be a woman's face faintly discernible in that fog.
The rugged man took a deep breath and lifted his feet, walking towards the chain that connected Lake of Colors Tribe.
As he did so, all the gazes in Han Mountain City were immediately attracted by his actions. Under the countless gazes, they saw He Feng gradually walking towards the Chain that connected the mountain to Lake of Colors Tribe. Just as he was about to land on the Chain that connected the mountain of Lake of Colors …
A mighty pressure that could suppress all the Berserkers in the Blood Solidification Realm in Han Mountain City erupted from the second layer. At the same time, a person in purple robes charged forward, stepping on air as if he was about to close in on He Feng, who was challenging the Chains of Han Mountain at the top of the mountain.
"He Feng!" The person in purple flew out and let out a low growl.
His voice was like thunder. As it reverberated in the air, it was deafening to the ears. He Feng shuddered as he stood at the top of the mountain. When he looked over, a complicated mixture of hatred and panic appeared on his face.
'Transcendence Realm …' Su Ming stared at the person in purple and took a deep breath. However, he no longer had the respect he had when he first saw those in the Transcendence Realm.
"Sir Xuan Lun."
"One of the five Berserkers in the Transcendence Realm in Han Mountain City besides the three tribes, Sir Xuan Lun."
Cries of surprise reverberated in the air. It was clear that most of the people did not expect that such a thing would happen when someone was challenging the Chains of Han Mountain.
The person in purple stepped in the air and was about to reach the top of the mountain, but at that moment, at the end of the chain that connected He Feng to Lake of Colors Tribe's mountain, a cold harrumph came from Lake of Colors Tribe, which was covered in red fog.
The cold harrumph seemed to have come from the distance, but when the person in purple heard it, he froze for a moment, but he did not stop moving. He charged forward and closed in on He Feng, who was on the top of the mountain. He lifted his right hand and formed his fingers into a claw before he seized the air.
He Feng's face was pale, but he did not dodge. Instead, he stared at the approaching person in purple. The panic in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a monstrous hatred.
The moment the person in purple's claw touched He Feng, a layer of red fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere from He Feng's body and surrounded him, turning into a screen of fog.
With a loud bang, the person in purple's right hand crashed into the screen of red fog. His body trembled and he tumbled back hundreds of feet, revealing himself to be a middle-aged man in purple robes. His face was dark and filled with killing intent.
"Yan Luan, what is the meaning of this?!"
"I don't care what sort of grudge you have with He Feng, but since he chose to walk through the chain of Lake of Colors Tribe, you can't hurt him. This is the agreement between the three tribes. I believe that Puqiang Tribe won't agree to make an exception. "A cold woman's voice traveled forth slowly from the mountain belonging to Lake of Colors Tribe.
The entire Han Mountain City was silent. Su Ming stood there and watched everything. In his head, the image of the veiled woman in white who had waited anxiously for He Feng the night before flashed past.
'It's not the same voice. Perhaps it's two people … Last night, the woman said that she fought for one day for him to prove that he has the right to join. Looks like He Feng wants to prove himself by challenging the Chains of Han Mountain.
'But what right does he have to prove..? If he wants to join Lake of Colors Tribe, he doesn't need to go through so much trouble. After all, if he fails the Chains, he'll most likely die.' Su Ming looked at He Feng and Xuan Lun in purple robes standing at the top of the mountain. He did not need to guess to know just from their words that the hatred between these two people ran deep.
'This Xuan Lun should know a lot. He must be worried about this as well. That's why he attacked at this moment, ignoring the strict rule of the three tribes in Han Mountain City that forbids fights.' A pensive look appeared in Su Ming's eyes. However, this matter had nothing to do with him. After thinking about it for a while, he no longer cared about it.
Xuan Lun's face became darker, but it was clear that he was wary of the woman who spoke. However, he did not want to give up. It was just as Su Ming thought. He had no choice but to attack at this moment, or else once He Feng died, he would have trouble obtaining the item he wanted.
In his mind, it was impossible for He Feng to succeed.
At this moment, on another mountain peak, in the Puqiang Tribe, which was shrouded in black mist, a gloomy voice reverberated from the skeleton that was meditating.
"Xuan Lun, fights are forbidden in Han Mountain City!"
"Alright, but this person once killed my follower. Your Puqiang Tribe must help me find his corpse after he died!" The man in purple robes fell silent for a moment before he let out a cold laugh and swung his arm. He landed on the top of the mountain and did not attack again. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and looked at the man called He Feng. His smile became even colder.
"You are the chief guest of Puqiang Tribe. You can do this." A ghastly voice came from the mountain surrounded by black fog.
When Su Ming saw this, his gaze fell on the man called He Feng. He looked at him closely, and under his gaze, He Feng took a step towards the Chains.
As he moved, the people around him instantly forgot about what had just happened and focused their gazes on him. After all, this sort of thing was not common in Han Mountain City. Over the course of hundreds of years, this had only happened 60 something times.
Even the man in purple robes, Xuan Lun, looked over coldly. There was a ruthless look in his eyes as he stared at He Feng's body. He watched as He Feng gradually walked onto the Chains and swayed as the Chains swayed.
At the instant He Feng stepped on the chain, the ground around him rumbled and trembled. Eight gigantic stone pillars that were more than one hundred feet thick shot out from the bottomless abyss where the chain under his feet connected to the peak of the red mist Lake of Colors in the distance. They held up the chain and cut it into nine parts!
Time trickled by. Su Ming could not tell what was going on with the Chains, but he saw that He Feng's face was incredibly grave. With each step he took, he seemed to be using all his strength. His body was trembling and veins popped up on his face. He opened his mouth and breathed rapidly.
Very soon, two hours passed by. During these two hours, the entire Han Mountain City was silent. Almost everyone was looking at He Feng. At that moment, He Feng had already walked a third of the way up the first section of the Chains.
The man in purple robes sitting cross-legged on the summit behind him frowned. No one knew what he was thinking.
Gradually, two hours, four hours … When the entire afternoon passed and dusk arrived, the light from the setting sun shone on the ground, causing He Feng's body to look as if it had turned into a shadow. He had already walked through most of the first section of the Chain.
At that moment, the man called He Feng cast some unknown method, and a vast amount of Qi abruptly burst forth from his body. In an instant, it was as if his Qi had reached its peak. There was also a faint hint of the presence of Transcendence that suddenly rose from his body.
"He's indeed someone who has tried to Transcend many times. He might not have succeeded, but there's a hint of Transcendence in his body, and … he's actually trying to Transcend once more right here!"
"If he dares to challenge the Chains of Han Mountain, then he must have made preparations. He chose this moment to attempt Transcendence. Even if he fails, the burst of power he gained during that instant will allow him to walk a lot further."
"But I'm a little curious. Even if he relied on the burst of power he gained during the moment he tried to Transcend and walked through the first section of the Chains, there are nine of them. How is he going to walk through the rest?"
Whispers of discussions came from all around them. A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He seemed to have grasped a key. His face was calm, but understanding appeared in his eyes.
'He's not going to challenge all the Chains of Han Mountain, but only this section to prove his worth … Just what is his worth?' If you like this work, then please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation. '
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