The hall was empty and desolate. There was not a single sound in the hall.
The statues sat on high places in a circle, overlooking Garon who was at the entrance.
Garon felt as if his body was being cut by knives. The terrifying gaze fell on him like a searchlight.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Phew …"
"Smack!"
He took the first step with a heavy heart. It landed on the clean floor and made a crisp sound.
He walked into the hall step by step. His wide white cloak fluttered behind him like a cape. The crystal pauldrons suddenly lit up with a faint white light, as if marking his status as a Three Hearted Disciple.
When he reached the central hall, Garon knelt on one knee. He felt as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight. He knelt on the ground with a thud. Even the ground made a sound as if it could not bear the weight.
Waves of energy fields of different natures intertwined together and covered Garen's body fiercely, causing him to be unable to breathe under the pressure.
He could feel that the main force of this force was trying its best to reduce its strength. However, he still felt as if he could not bear such a terrifying force field. His muscles, bones, and blood were all trembling rapidly under the high pressure. His heart was beating violently. It pushed his blood crazily again and again to resist the strong external pressure.
Garon felt as if all the cells in his body were trembling crazily. His skin felt as if it was being torn apart. He felt as if his skin was being peeled off layer by layer.
In the hall, wisps of white cold air started to condense under the influence of different force fields. They formed a faint white whirlwind that revolved around Garon.
Outside the hall, a frail old woman appeared at the entrance. She held a walking stick and was dressed in a white robe. She looked at Garon in the hall quietly.
"How long do you think he can last?"
"The normal time is ten minutes. However, his willpower seems to be quite strong. He should be able to last twenty minutes. "The pale woman who led the way earlier appeared behind the old woman and said.
"Ancestor's Worship. Every time is a baptism. It's an oppressive training to be reborn. The longer he could endure, the more he could improve his Chixue Kung and lay a solid foundation for his advancement. The Ancestral Statue has accumulated over a thousand years of cold radiation. As long as you have enough willpower and physical endurance, you will be able to increase your cultivation to the limit that you can theoretically increase. " The old woman said indifferently, "Eva chose him out of all the Two Hearted Disciples she had received over the years. It's not without reason. Twenty minutes is too little. "
"That's quite a lot. It should be enough for him to reach the ninth level of Chixue Kung," the pale woman said in a low voice.
"Back then, when you and I were here, we also increased our power by one level and entered the Half Moon level. However, it is easier to increase the power of the lower levels. I guess he can reach the fifth level, which is the tenth level!" The old woman said calmly.
"Carthage only rose by three levels. He's already a top-notch genius that only appears once every few hundred years." The pale woman glanced at her in disbelief.
"Just watch."
Boom!
Inside the hall, with Garon at the center, the ground suddenly cracked like a spider web.
A large amount of cold air surrounded him, almost forming a white pillar of cold air, spinning and dancing at high speed.
Countless cold air gushed into Garen's body madly, boosting the Cold Scarlet Snow Technique's power in his body like a rocket. This cold air was actually the purest Scarlet Snow Technique's power without a person's will. It was just that it seemed very violent and manic, requiring him to endure a lot of pain in order to barely hold on.
Countless snowflakes danced in the air and cut Garon's body like blades. These snowflakes seemed to have a physical form, but they were actually illusory objects. They did not hurt Garon's clothes at all. However, when they passed through his clothes and landed on his body, it was as if countless knives were cutting him into pieces.
"My power … is increasing rapidly!" Garon already felt that something was wrong. His Chixue Kung had just broken through to the eighth level, which was the standard of a Level Four Energy Machinist. Now, with the support of this cold air, it was rapidly stabilizing. In just ten minutes, it had completely stabilized and started to rush towards the next level, the ninth level.
Chixue Kung and the cold air came from the same source. Although the quality was not as good as the Peacock Technique, the huge amount forced the blue threads of the Peacock Technique to hide, not daring to hide.
Garon's entire body was being instilled with the cold air of Chixue Kung. He felt that his body was like a sponge, crazily absorbing a large amount of cold air. At the same time, he was also enduring the pain of being cut into pieces.
However, after crossing through several worlds, Garon had experienced the pain of digging out his own heart to change his body. He had experienced the pain of being gradually decomposed in the Mother Stream for months. He had experienced all kinds of cruel battles, killings, and the pain of losing limbs. In comparison, this little bit of pain could not shake his will at all.
The only thing he needed to think about was how long his body could hold on.
A huge amount of chills surged into his body. Originally, he would have needed years to accumulate his skills, but now, with the infusion of countless chills, it increased continuously. In just a few minutes, Garen had saved several years of hard work.
The cold air was getting more and more violent. Garon felt that his body was faintly unable to hold on. It was like a balloon filled with air that had expanded to its limit and was about to explode.
Finally, he stopped absorbing the cold air and turned to resisting it. A hint of retreating appeared in his heart.
In an instant, the cold wind and snow that filled the sky disappeared. The moment he thought of retreating, all the cold air disappeared instantly, as if everything that had happened just now was just an illusion.
With a whoosh, Garon opened his mouth and spat out a red mist. It flew around him and disappeared back into his mouth.
That was a newly condensed Chixue Kung Mark. It also meant that he had broken through two levels of Chixue Kung consecutively and reached the level of a Level Five Energy Machinist! Only by breaking through one level could he condense a new Chixue Kung Mark.
In a blink of an eye, Garon had disappeared from the hall. When he reappeared, he was already in the huge dark corridor outside the hall.
He was still kneeling on one knee. At this moment, a force field slowly lifted him up.
It was the old woman, Senior Sister Renée, who was standing by the side, and the pale woman who had led the way earlier.
"Breaking through two levels of Chixue Kung, saving you more than ten years of hard work. Not bad, not bad! You've already reached the level of the Great Elder's Chief Ron Belle and the Third Elder's Chief Cargus. We know about the Spirit Mothership. Your willpower and physique are your strengths. That's why you can get so many benefits from it. Otherwise, Third Sister Eva wouldn't have done such a big favor to let you enter the Three Hearted Disciples in advance. "Renée smiled at Garon.
"I'll remember this favor from Third Sister," Garon said seriously. This visit to the ancestor had saved him more than ten years of hard work. It could be said that it had helped him a lot!
He had never heard of a place that could directly test one's skills. He could imagine that the price paid to meet Third Sister Eva was definitely not ordinary.
"The reason why Third Sister did this is for the future of our line." The pale woman explained. "Teacher is old and weak. Although she's a Non-Falling Level, she has always been the highest Inherited Level disciple. She has never been able to replace a Non-Falling Level disciple. Fortunately, there's Carthage now. Perhaps it won't be long before we have to call him Senior Brother. Once he breaks through to Inherited Level, his combat power will increase greatly. With his talent, he'll be able to fight against a Level Seven Non-Falling Level. By then, he might be qualified to share Teacher's burden. "
The old woman Renée continued. "Unfortunately, Senior Sister Eva has always disliked Carthage's arrogance. The two of them have always been at loggerheads. All these years, she has been crazily unearthing new geniuses. She wants to find a seedling that can compete with Carthage, so that Carthage won't have a good time when he stands at a high position. Because Teacher loves her, she asked her old friends to keep an eye on the participating disciples of the big sects in Central Metropolis. "
"So I'm considered one of the better ones among the people she unearthed?" Garon felt the brand-new power that had reached Level Five. The Chixue Kung on his body was stacked layer by layer like a huge tide. Compared to his Willpower when he was a Pilot, it was a full level stronger.
With his Willpower increased by one level, his biochemical beasts would definitely increase in strength as well. Especially the wolf pack, which was originally at the peak of Level Three. Now, they should be able to reach Level Four. The Energy Machinist's increase was linked.
"You're considered her only hope. You're not just one of the better ones. It's like she's found a life-saving straw now. She won't let go. "The pale woman shook her head helplessly.
"To be honest, although Carthage is a little arrogant, he treats his own people well, especially Senior Sister Eva. Unfortunately, she doesn't appreciate it."
"Alright, the library has all the information and explanations of the rules here. You can also go up to the third floor to look at the trophies collected here. There are many techniques of other sects for reference. Although they're not as strong as my Chixue Kung, there are still some points for reference. "The old woman whispered.
Garon bowed his head and thanked her.
"But compared to these, what I want to do most now is to stabilize my level and adapt to my current strength. I wonder if Senior Sister has such facilities here."
Before he came here, he had fused with the Winter Night Wolf pack that Third Senior Sister had given him. This Energy Machine Imprint had cultivated a basic Level Four wolf type, which was also a black wolf. It was just that its size was smaller and stronger. Now that his level had reached Level Five, he could already produce a force field defense for himself. It could be said that his combat power had undergone a qualitative leap. Moreover, the more Winter Night Wolves there were, the stronger the overall quality could be improved.
"You want to try out the Winter Night Wolf pack that you just got?" The old woman's eyes flashed.
"Yes." Garon nodded.
"Alright, I'll accompany you." The old woman laughed strangely. She was also curious about what level Garon could reach now. It could be said that the Winter Night Wolf pack, together with Garon's current level and the enhancement of his Energy Machinist's Biochemical Pool, his wolf pack's quality must have reached the Resonance Stage. As for what level it was in the Resonance Stage, it was unclear. The difference in strength between each level of the Resonance Stage was huge. However, any enhancement had a certain limit and limit. It was impossible to increase indefinitely.
It was a good opportunity to test Garon's strength now.
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