,God-grade Cultivation System!
Madman Zhang Heng
Only after hearing the goodwill in that person's words did the young man finally react, turning back to glance at him.
He took the pill offered before him and casually tossed it into his mouth without even looking at it.
"Thank you. Since I came here, I either die or get in. Otherwise, what would be the point of coming here?" The young man smiled faintly. Then, without waiting for the medicine to help heal him, he stepped forward.
Step by step, his footsteps were incomparably steady.
Both men could clearly see that the young man's injuries showed no signs of improving because of the pill he had been given. Instead, as he used it to walk faster, his injuries continued to worsen.
"Madman. He really is a madman."
The two spoke in unison.
The madman, who had originally been a whole mountain behind them, had already passed them. Naturally, they could not keep waiting and hurriedly chased after him.
Yet before long, they discovered the gap between them.
The madman was indeed risking his life, but his efficiency in advancing far surpassed theirs.
In less than half a day, they had already been left nearly a hundred steps behind the madman.
If not for the broad summit of this mountain, they might not even have been able to see the madman's figure anymore.
When they broke through the restriction this time and took another step forward, they saw that the madman—whose expression had not changed in the slightest even when faced with their offered goodwill—was staring at the back of the person who had remained stuck at that step without moving, his face full of astonishment and shock.
"Brother, do you know that person?" The two could not help asking out of curiosity.