Yes, Chen Zhao was adapting.
Adapting to the feeling brought by the pressure.
Chen Zhao's bones, skin, and flesh were all changing rapidly.
Ever since Chen Zhao absorbed the golden key, he had been changing constantly.
Not on the outside, but on the inside.
Sometimes, Chen Zhao even doubted if he was still human inside.
Of course, Chen Zhao did a checkup too.
The results from the blood sample and DNA analysis were satisfactory.
At least Chen Zhao still retained his human characteristics and characteristics.
Many demons had the ability to quickly adapt to the environment.
However, this ability of a demon was mostly obtained through changing their form.
A thought suddenly popped up in Chen Zhao's mind.
It was a completely groundless thought.
It was like something he should have known.
The ability to adjust the strength of the pressure.
He could fill his skin with magic and obtain stronger resistance to pressure.
Chen Zhao thought of a possibility. His body's ability to adapt to pressure had evolved to the extreme.
Therefore, he could no longer evolve through transformation, so he changed to another method.
That was to provide a better solution through knowledge.
Every species had an upper limit to their abilities, also known as the ceiling.
For example, the world records of athletes were actually the ceiling.
Under normal circumstances, humans couldn't compete with carnivorous animals in speed, strength, or reaction time.
But in some situations, humans could do it. It was through skills.
Actually, using tools and inventing machines were also a type of skill.
Of course, Chen Zhao didn't walk the path of technology.
This knowledge seemed to be innate. Chen Zhao completely understood and grasped this knowledge.
Chen Zhao tried to send magic into his skin.
This was very complicated, but Chen Zhao could do it easily, as if he had muscle memory.
"Can you continue?" the handsome guy asked.
"Yes, just a bit more."
Chen Zhao felt that he still had plenty of magic. This skin resistance skill didn't seem to have reached its limit.
The closer he got to the source of magic, the greater the pressure.
The handsome guy didn't react at all. There was no comparison.
They weren't even on the same level.
No, they weren't even creatures of the same dimension.
The handsome guy moved forward several times.
Each time, he would carefully ask Chen Zhao if he could still take the pressure.
Finally, Chen Zhao felt that the pressure he could withstand had reached its limit.
The handsome young man also stopped moving forward.
In this place, the mana conversion system in Chen Zhao's body was not activated by the Qingyi Manual.
Instead, it passively allowed the external spiritual energy to propel it forward.
At this time, no matter what cultivation method he used, it would not be faster than external power.
Chen Zhao was cultivating passively.
This couldn't even be considered cultivation. It was just watching his Mana grow bit by bit.
Chen Zhao's body was like a pond.
The cultivation technique was equivalent to a water pump. When cultivating, the water pump would be activated and the water would be pumped into the pond.
However, the current situation was that the water pressure was too high. The water was directly pumped into the pond, and the pump did not need to be activated at all.
Of course, Chen Zhao's body was still a rather large pond.
Therefore, even if his cultivation speed doubled, it was still a drop in the bucket compared to his own mana source.
If he could maintain this state for more than ten days, his mana source would probably double.
But Chen Zhao clearly didn't have that much time. Even if the handsome guy summoned him, he couldn't change the rules. Chen Zhao only had 24 disappearances.
Just then, Chen Zhao saw a huge demon flying to the front.
The handsome guy frowned and pointed.
The demon instantly fell from the sky.
Chen Zhao glanced at the handsome guy, not understanding what he was doing.
"I don't like strangers running in front of me. It's an eyesore."
Fine, you're a demon king.
"How long will the Mana Tide last?"
"A few days."
"A thousand years ago, were humans communicating with Hell very frequently?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"Yes, there were indeed many humans communicating with Hell back then."
"Then why did it disappear later?"
"The rules. The rules changed. Demons affected the human world and even affected the progress of the human world, so the rules gradually changed."
"Then who made the rules? Gods? "
"No. You should have come into contact with the Alien God, right? Do you think that counts as a god?"
Chen Zhao shook his head. Alien God?
He'd beaten up the Alien God like a dog. Chen Zhao didn't think that gods were useless.
"What about the gods in your eyes?"
"I've never seen a god. I was born from the rules, just like my other brothers and sisters."
"Are you talking about Heaven's brothers and sisters or Hell's?"
"Both," the handsome guy said. "So we can't break the rules."
"Am I hallucinating … Your hair seems to be growing longer."
"Because my magic power is growing too," the handsome guy said. "Although this growth is meaningless to me."
"Uh … Will the growth of magic power make your hair grow longer?"
"A small spell. My magic power is too large, so I use my hair to store magic power, and then …" As the handsome boy spoke, his hair suddenly shortened again. "Then I send magic power into my magic source. You can try this small spell, it can speed up the conversion of magic power and elements."
Chen Zhao was interested and started asking the handsome guy for advice.
However, Chen Zhao didn't learn this spell because it could speed up cultivation. It was because it was interesting.
The handsome guy imparted the spell to Chen Zhao without hesitation.
It was indeed a simple spell, but it wasn't.
However, when Chen Zhao's hair reached his waist, he took a look in the mirror and smashed it.
"So ugly."
Chen Zhao directly sent the magic power into his mana source. He would never use this spell again.
It was so f * cking ugly.
Chen Zhao must be crazy to want to grow his hair long.
He didn't have the handsome guy's unparalleled beauty. The length of his hair had a different beauty to him.
Chen Zhao only had one conclusion: long hair really wasn't suitable for him.
"Actually, if you don't like long hair, you can try body hair. It'll have the same effect."
Chen Zhao thought about how furry he looked and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
He wouldn't do it even if he was beaten to death.
"Give it a try."
"No, it's ugly," the handsome guy rejected decisively.
"It's fine. You can handle it."
The handsome guy turned his head and ignored Chen Zhao.
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