The Everlasting Path seemed to have no end. It went straight ahead, and the left and right sides seemed to be filled with darkness and nothingness. It also seemed to contain something that could not be seen through.
The Inner Palace disciple who had just entered was long gone. Chen Zong collected his thoughts and took a step forward, walking forward step by step.
The Everlasting Path seemed to have sensed Chen Zong's arrival. Sensing that Chen Zong mainly cultivated the Way of the Sword, a sword pressure filled the air and directly pressed down on him.
This was the Everlasting Path's way of testing a cultivator's mastery of the Great Path. It directly pressed down with the corresponding pressure of the Great Path. The cultivator faced the pressure of the Great Path and continued to move forward. How far they could go represented the level of their comprehension of the Great Path.
It was very simple and direct.
"This sword pressure is so strong." Chen Zong frowned slightly. He was a little surprised. Although he didn't know the extent of the pressure of the Great Path that the other people who entered here faced at the beginning, it shouldn't be too strong at the beginning. Instead, it should gradually increase as they moved forward.
Otherwise, how could anyone advance on the Everlasting Path?
Although he did not know, Chen Zong had a feeling that his sword pressure was a little too strong. It actually made him feel great pressure.
Unbelievable!
Chen Zong took a second step and faced the tyrannical and invisible sword pressure. His expression was serious. Here, cultivation was of no help. No matter how much one's cultivation exploded, it was as if it did not exist. Only one's own Way could resist the pressure of the Great Path of the Everlasting Path.
Step by step, Chen Zong could feel the sword pressure gradually increasing. When he stepped out 100 meters, Chen Zong's expression suddenly changed. He immediately felt the power of the sword pressure increase explosively. It felt like a mountain flood or a tsunami was erupting, and it was as if it was going to crush him.
Too strong, too strong, too strong!
Even taking a step forward became very difficult.
"How can this be?" Chen Zong's face was full of shock. For a moment, he could not understand.
With his comprehension of the Way of the Sword, he should have been able to reach this point, right?
What was going on?
While resisting the impact of the tsunami-like sword pressure, Chen Zong pondered and made various deductions.
Out of nowhere, a figure appeared in front of them, quickly retreating from the depths of the Everlasting Path. When he saw Chen Zong, his face was filled with disdain and disdain. "A lowly commoner will always be a lowly commoner. You can't even step into the second stage of the Everlasting Path. I really don't know what right you have to come to the Ancient Illumination Palace. Are you trying to embarrass yourself?"
The Myriad Ancient Path was divided into sections of 100 meters, and the pressure of the Great Dao in the next section would be much stronger than the previous one. It would directly increase explosively, and within the same section, the pressure would increase bit by bit.
Chen Zong ignored him and continued to ponder. "Why is this happening?"
'Could it be that my understanding of the Sword Dao is at a very low level in Ancient Illumination Palace?'
Would that be the case?
If this was the case, then what level of comprehension did the disciples have towards the grand dao?
Chen Zong dared not imagine.
When the disciple saw that Chen Zong was ignoring him, he was furious, but he did not dare to make a move.
The Ancient Illumination Palace had its own rules, and they were extremely strict. No one could violate them, especially in places like the Myriad Ancient Path. Fighting was strictly forbidden, and the consequences were severe.
Holding back his anger, the disciple's face was so gloomy that it looked like it could drip water. He stared fiercely at Chen Zong, as if he wanted to imprint Chen Zong in the depths of his eyes.
Chen Zong did not care about how the disciple stared at him and how he left. He continued to ponder, try, and speculate.
In the end, Chen Zong gave up because of the pressure of the first stage.
The sword pressure of the first stage was extremely strong, and the sword pressure of the second stage was more than twice as strong. It was like a tsunami crashing down. Its power was so shocking that Chen Zong could not continue.
For a moment, Chen Zong fell into self-doubt.
Could it be that the cultivation level of the Ancient Illumination Palace was so much higher than the outside world?
Chen Zong acknowledged that the cultivation level of the outside world was not as good as the three divine dynasties, but it seemed impossible to say that it was much higher than the outside world.
He felt that he had reached the limit of the True Saint Realm. Perhaps he could still improve further, but the extent of improvement would not be too great. Otherwise, he would not have to seek other methods to improve the level of the Ancient God Sword Armor, increasing its power, and increasing his own strength.
Or could it be that the inheritances of the three divine dynasties were so much better than the outside world that the upper limit of the True Saint Realm was far higher than the outside world?
If that was the case, it shocked Chen Zong and made Chen Zong feel indescribable excitement.
This meant that he could comprehend even better inheritances. This was an extremely good thing.
He was not afraid of the long road ahead, but of no road ahead.
Thinking of this, Chen Zong took a step back, and the terrifying sword pressure of the tsunami immediately weakened by half. Retreat, retreat, retreat. Chen Zong quickly retreated, and the sword pressure became smaller and smaller.
In the end, Chen Zong left the Eternal Path.
Next to the door of the Eternal Path was a stone tablet with names on it. From top to bottom, it represented the distance that these people had walked on the Eternal Path.
Within the Myriad Ancient Path, 100 meters was a section, and there were 10 sections in total. The might of the Great Dao in each section was much stronger than the previous one, and it increased explosively. Thus, the further one went, the more difficult it was to advance, and the difficulty of crossing sections increased exponentially.
The names on the Eternal Path stone tablet were the names of the current disciples of the Ancient Illumination Palace. Those who had left the Ancient Illumination Palace lost their status as disciples and their Palace Disciple Tokens. Their names would also disappear from the Eternal Path and Thousand Kills Tower. Only some ancient records would record their past achievements.
Chen Zong had not even stepped into the second section, so he naturally could not leave his name on the Eternal Path stone tablet.
This was because those who could leave their name on it had at least reached the fifth section.
"The fifth section!" Chen Zong was secretly shocked. According to the situation he had encountered, the pressure of the Great Path at the fifth section was unimaginably strong.
Just when he was about to step into the second section, it was already difficult for him to advance. Then what about the third section?
He would be suppressed to the ground in an instant.
As for the fifth section, wouldn't he be crushed in an instant?
As for the higher sixth and seventh sections, it was unimaginable.
As for the tenth section?
Chen Zong did not dare to think about it.
At the very least, the person who was ranked first on the Eternal Path stone tablet was at the seventh section.
The first to the twelfth were all at the seventh section, but since there was a difference in ranking, it meant that there was a difference in the distance of the seventh section of the Eternal Path. After all, each section was 100 meters long.
Chen Zong stared at the twelve names with a grave expression.
From their auras, he could tell that eight of the twelve names were Inner Palace disciples and four were Outer Palace disciples.
They could be considered the strongest twelve people in the entire Ancient Illumination Hall. Zhong Liyu's jade letter had mentioned that there were now Twelve Royal Disciples in the Ancient Illumination Hall. The so-called Royal Disciples was the abbreviation for Royal Palace disciples. There were twelve of them in total.
Among the seven hundred plus palace disciples, the twelve were the strongest and most outstanding. Eight were Inner Palace disciples and four were Outer Palace disciples. From this point, it could be seen that the Outer Palace disciples were not as strong as the Inner Palace disciples.
The Twelve Royal Disciples could be considered high and mighty existences in the Ancient Illumination Hall.
Of course, Chen Zong did not have any concept of how strong the so-called extremely tyrannical was. However, looking at the Immemorial Path Stone Tablet now, Chen Zong felt as though he was about to suffocate.
He could not even step into the second section of the Eternal Path, but the Twelve Royal Disciples were all at the seventh section. How big was the gap?
Perhaps the truth of the Grand Dao was not the only thing that determined one's strength. The strength of one's strength was also related to other aspects. However, one could not deny that the degree of comprehension of the Grand Dao was directly related to one's strength.
"Strength." Chen Zong couldn't help but sigh. There was a trace of excitement lingering in the depths of his heart. Traces of battle intent gradually grew stronger. It was a battle intent that came from the depths of his bones and bloodline. Chen Zong had risen from the weak and had walked step by step from an ordinary person to where he was now. He did not know how many battles he had experienced. His battle intent had long become a brand that was deeply engraved in the depths of his soul and body.
It was a wonderful feeling, a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time.
Since he had entered the Eternal Path, Chen Zong went to the Thousand Kills Pagoda. He planned to test it out.
The Thousand Kills Pagoda wasn't very far from the Eternal Path. It didn't take long for Chen Zong to arrive.
The so-called Thousand Kills Pagoda did indeed look like a tall pagoda. It was very simple and didn't seem to have any decorations. It was an ordinary black pagoda. However, Chen Zong could still feel traces of an extraordinary aura quietly spreading out.
There was also a stone stele below the Thousand Kills Pagoda. This time, Chen Zong looked at it first.
There were also many names on the stone stele. They recorded the Royal Disciples of the Inner and Outer Halls.
The Thousand Kills Pagoda corresponded to the Eternal Path. It was divided into ten levels. Chen Zong saw that the Twelve Royal Disciples had all reached the eighth level.
On the same level, there were naturally differences in strength.
"The eighth level." Chen Zong muttered to himself. "I wonder what level I can reach?"
He had failed in the Eternal Path. Then what about the Thousand Kills Pagoda?
The second level or the third level?
Chen Zong didn't dare to overestimate himself. It was better to try first to find out.
With a thought, he activated the Royal Disciple Token on the back of his left hand. Immediately, a light lit up and enveloped Chen Zong's body. He turned into a ray of light and instantly rushed into the Thousand Kills Pagoda, entering the first level.
On the first level of the Thousand Kills Pagoda, the light was dim and the surroundings were empty. There seemed to be nothing except for Chen Zong.
In the next breath, a faint light circulated and a figure condensed out of thin air. It was as if it walked out of the dim void. It walked towards Chen Zong step by step. A terrifying aura directly locked onto Chen Zong.
It was a shocking killing intent. It was extremely dense and seemed to want to drown Chen Zong.
It was very strong!
In an instant, Chen Zong had a kind of enlightenment. If he wanted to challenge the Thousand Kills Pagoda, he had to kill. It wasn't just fighting, but killing. He had to kill his way up level by level.
Since that was the case, he would kill.
A trace of decisiveness flashed in Chen Zong's eyes. A sharp light shot out like a sword. He took a step forward and directly charged towards the figure. Both sides closed in on each other.
The long saber tore through the air and the sword light swept across.
The saber and sword collided in an instant.
A look of surprise appeared on Chen Zong's face.
This opponent's strength … didn't seem to be very strong.
He had used 70% of his strength in this sword strike and didn't use his ultimate move. Moreover, he felt that it was very easy. In other words, he didn't need to use 70% of his strength or even 30% of his strength to kill his opponent.
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