Chen Changan's words made Old Jin roll his eyes. What did he mean, even he was struggling to carry it?
Anyone who didn't know better would think Chen Changan was stronger than Old Jin.
That was a pretty irritating thing to say.
"Such a show-off."
"I'd like to see if you can make it through," Old Jin said sourly.
Under the pressure of a hundred-thousand-fold gravity, Chen Changan walked at almost the same pace as an ordinary person—if anything, even slower.
Even the energy circulating within his body was suppressed. In this environment, being able to bring out three-tenths of his full strength was already impressive.
That was only because Chen Changan's physique was powerful enough to be a Prodigy. If someone in the World God Realm came here, the hundred-thousand-fold gravity would crush them into a lump of flesh.
Watching Chen Changan climb the Eight Heavens Mountain one step at a time, Old Jin was filled with shock, though he said nothing.
How could this kid's body be so outrageously powerful?
This was a hundred-thousand-fold gravity! Even someone at the peak of the World King God Realm would struggle to take a step, yet Chen Changan could move about freely?
"Was he just freakishly powerful, or was I too weak back then?"
"Isn't the gap a little too big?"
Faced with a Chen Changan this freakish, Old Jin even began to wonder if he was the weak one.
Old Jin had only barely made it onto the Eight Heavens Mountain before turning back, so Chen Changan hadn't asked whether there were any other dangers there.
The journey was slow, but otherwise uneventful.
Yet the more uneventful things were, the more Chen Changan felt that some danger was waiting for him.
"If I'm not mistaken, that thing up ahead... is