The heavenly fire burned the world red, and the ground seemed to have melted. However, the Three Punishments Platform was extremely sturdy and didn't move at all.
Chen Zong's figure seemed to have disappeared, leaving behind only a ball of blazing flames that burned incessantly.
Ten breaths!
Twenty breaths!
Thirty breaths!
…
After burning for a full hundred breaths, the blazing flames did not show any signs of extinguishing, nor did they show any signs of weakening. They were still so blazing and exuberant, as if they would not stop until Chen Zong was completely burned to ashes.
There was only a charred piece of charcoal in the center of the blazing heavenly fire. It didn't look like a human at all, and no aura could be sensed from it.
Could it be that Chen Zong didn't survive the heavenly fire punishment?
However, if he didn't survive the heavenly fire punishment, he should have failed and been sent out.
Bang!
A sound suddenly rang out. At first, it sounded very faint, but it was especially clear in this absolute silence.
Bang!
The second voice sounded again, this time much clearer and more forceful.
Bang!
A third sound rang out, even more powerful.
Bang!
The fourth sound sounded like the beating of a drum.
It beat continuously, becoming more and more powerful. It was the sound of a heart beating.
Chen Zong was still alive and hadn't completely fainted.
The heavenly fire punishment didn't defeat Chen Zong.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened on his charred body. The black and white were extremely distinct and clear, and there was an indescribable firmness and sharpness in them.
The sharpness was like the tip of a heavenly sword that could pierce through everything. It seemed to have pierced through the blazing heavenly fire. Then, it gradually receded and returned to normal.
Heart like a sword, Blade Concealing Intent!
Then, an extremely shocking willpower soared into the sky. Under the vibration, the black chains that bound his body trembled and made violent noises.
The two punishment pillars also trembled.
"Open!" With a violent roar, the sound of thunder that seemed to split the world suddenly exploded. An extremely shocking sharpness erupted from the depths of his soul, containing endless and terrifying power.
The sharpness of the light was like a storm that swept through the Primal Chaos. It immediately repelled the blazing Heavenly Fire, making it unable to affect him in the slightest.
The two chains began to vibrate even more violently as if they were being cut by an invisible blade. Fine cracks began to appear on the chains, and they gradually expanded. Cracks also began to appear on the two pillars.
Bang!
The two chains and the two pillars also broke apart, shattering one after another.
"My will is like a sword, incomparably sharp and unstoppable."
With a thought, the sharpness of the sword became even stronger, sweeping out in all directions.
The pillars of punishment and the chains were completely shattered, and the Heavenly Fire was also quickly extinguished by the impact.
The charred skin on Chen Zong's body fell off bit by bit, revealing his fair and smooth skin, as if he had been reborn.
The Three Punishments Platform disappeared, and the Primal Chaos once again returned to the Primal Chaos.
Chen Zong recovered, and his robe was still intact. It was as if everything that had happened before was just an illusion. However, Chen Zong also felt that it was not an illusion. The pain was incomparably clear, like a brand. His willpower had also become more condensed and pure, and he felt as if he had broken through his limits and reached a higher level.
Chen Zong even vaguely felt that his willpower could interfere with the operation of his surroundings, but this feeling was still very faint.
No matter what, he should have passed the sixth realm, and he should have benefited greatly.
Willpower was extremely important to anyone, especially cultivators. It might not be apparent during normal times, but it was enough to turn the situation around at critical moments.
"Chen Zong has passed the sixth realm, the Three Punishments Platform. Do you want to challenge the seventh realm?" The cold mechanical voice immediately sounded, but Chen Zong keenly felt that the voice seemed to be less cold, and had a different meaning. "The seventh realm is the Black Demon God. You have to do your best to defeat the Black Demon God in order to pass the seventh realm. If you can pass the seventh realm, you will obtain permanent residency on Bewildering Light Island and the right to enter and exit the Bewildering Light Realm at will."
Chen Zong was slightly surprised. This time, the cold voice had more words than before, and the explanation was even clearer.
Perhaps, this was because the seventh realm was different from the sixth realm?
"Challenge!" Chen Zong's tone was still without the slightest hesitation.
His ultimate goal in challenging the Bewildering Light Realm was to leave the Bewildering Light Sea. At the very least, he wanted to obtain permanent residency and the right to enter and exit the Bewildering Light Realm at will.
This way, he would not need to go to the Bewildering Light Sea to hunt fog demons or sea beasts. He only needed to stay on Bewildering Light Island and cultivate wholeheartedly. He could also challenge the Bewildering Light Realm at any time to train himself, and eventually pass the eighth realm and leave the Bewildering Light Sea.
He had to challenge the seventh realm, regardless of whether he could pass it or not.
From the voice, Chen Zong made some inferences. The seventh realm should be a battle with an existence called the Black Demon God.
If he defeated the so-called Black Demon God, he would be able to pass the seventh realm and obtain some qualifications, and be able to challenge the eighth realm.
Chaos spread out, and a passageway appeared in front of Chen Zong again. It was a corridor, and it was pitch-black, as if he was walking into a dark abyss.
This time, there was no light. Chen Zong walked forward in the darkness. Only the sound of his footsteps could be heard in this silent darkness, clear and rhythmic.
The 999th step!
Chen Zong remembered very clearly that this should be the last step, the last step of the corridor. In front of him were two black doors, covered with strange patterns. They looked very ferocious, like demons from hell, and emitted an extremely cold and cruel aura.
Chen Zong reached out and placed his hand on the door, only to feel a trace of coldness invading him.
Exerting force, Chen Zong pushed the two doors open, and a chilly wind swept out, blowing past Chen Zong's body, and immediately made Chen Zong feel a trace of coldness.
However, such coldness was nothing to Chen Zong.
The door was completely pushed open, and Chen Zong stepped in, only to feel that the inside was filled with an astonishing coldness, forming an invisible pressure. The pressure invaded him, as if it was coming from all directions, directly penetrating into his bones and the depths of his soul.
There were lights burning all around, releasing a faint blue light, illuminating all directions, allowing Chen Zong to clearly see that this was a palace, a spacious palace.
Inside the palace, other than the huge pillars, there seemed to be nothing else.
No, when Chen Zong's eyes swept across, his pupils suddenly shrank. He did not know when, but right in front of him, there was a throne. On the throne, there seemed to be a figure sitting upright, as steady as a Primordial Demon Mountain. The aura in the entire palace was radiating in all directions with that figure as the center.
The figure slowly rose, as if it was incomparably heavy, bringing with it a terrifying pressure that turned into a storm, roaring and surging in all directions. Every move of the figure exuded an astonishing pressure.
"Is this the Black Demon God?" Chen Zong muttered to himself. His eyes focused slightly, and he could see even more clearly.
It was a figure more than two meters tall, looking very burly. He was not wearing any clothes, and his muscles seemed to be cast from steel. The contours of his body were distinct, as if there were volcanoes hidden within. It was fine if they did not erupt, but once they did, it would be earth-shattering.
The Black Demon God had a pair of long, black, curved horns covered with spirals on his head. His face was rough, covered with strange black patterns, and he looked like a barbarian from an ancient tribe. His eyes were extremely deep, faintly glowing with a red light. His extremely strong body, which seemed to be cast from steel, was also covered with strange black patterns, like a kind of totem.
Under his left shoulder, he wore a blood-red ring that flickered with a strange light. He wore a pair of black animal skin pants, and his calf muscles bulged, also covered with totem-like patterns.
Strong!
Tyrannical!
Mysterious!
It was as if a Demon God had descended!
This was his opponent, and also the target of the Seventh Realm — the Black Demon God.
Just by sensing his aura, Chen Zong knew that the Black Demon God was extremely strong, but he could not be sure how strong he was.
What he was certain of, however, was that he was definitely much stronger than an ordinary peak Ninth Heaven Saint Realm expert, and Tian Jianzi was definitely no match for him.
Vaguely, Chen Zong was a little excited. It was an excitement that came from the battle intent in his heart.
Intuitively, he knew that this was a powerful opponent.
"Challenger, you can only enter the Eighth Realm if you defeat me." The Black Demon God suddenly roared. The emphasis was a little strange, but Chen Zong could understand what the other party was trying to say.
[If you want to fight, then let's fight.]
His battle intent surged, but Chen Zong did not let it get to his head and do anything rash. Instead, he stared at his opponent, constantly circulating the Primordial Sword Origin Technique, and mobilizing his strength, he stepped forward step by step.
The Sunken Night Sword returned to its scabbard and could be unsheathed to unleash a powerful slash.
Chen Zong's actions were completely different from the Black Demon God. With a loud roar, the Black Demon God leaped into the air in an extremely violent and barbaric manner. His body, which was as strong as a black demon mountain, exuded an extremely astonishing pressure. It was as if an ancient mountain was charging over. Before his body arrived, his aura had already caused the Void to become heavy, making it difficult for Chen Zong to breathe.
Boom!
The Black Demon God raised his right fist high up in the air, and as he descended, he suddenly punched out. This punch was filled with all of his strength as it blasted towards Chen Zong. The void trembled under the terrifying black fist force, almost shattering.
Chen Zong's expression changed slightly. Just the pressure released by this punch was much stronger than Tian Jianzi's Sky Sword Path. Faced with such a punch, Tian Jianzi would definitely be beaten to death.
However, Chen Zong was not Tian Jianzi. Before this, Chen Zong's strength was much stronger than Tian Jianzi's, and now that his strength had increased, he was even more powerful.
Although this punch brought about a lot of pressure, Chen Zong was confident that he could withstand it.
His right hand trembled and grabbed the hilt of his sword like a phantom. He suddenly pulled the Sunken Night Sword out of its scabbard and turned into a pitch-black sword light. Like a black crescent moon, it tore through the sky with unparalleled power and instantly slashed across the sky.
The power that erupted from this sword seemed to be able to split the void in the hall. It was extremely powerful.
Boom!
The black sword light and the black fist energy collided. Like the beating of a drum, they instantly erupted with an astonishing momentum and power.
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