Su Chen was shouting.
Roaring hysterically.
He refused to stop here, yet he could not advance at all.
Su Changge had gone even farther and was about to reach the eighth layer.
Yet he could only stop here.
An immense sense of frustration engulfed him.
"Your limit is right here."
"If you go any farther, you will enter the Myriad Tribulations Hell!"
"The pressure within the Hongmeng Tower is not something you can withstand."
"Even if I intervened, I could barely protect your true spirit."
"Stop here."
Listening to the Divine Tome's voice in his mind,
Su Chen slammed his head against the ground, furious beyond measure.
He had thought that, with Ye Tian soaring straight up, fighting his way to the Tenth Layer and even confronting the Dao Lord Hongmeng,
even if he could not reach the Ninth Layer or even the Tenth Layer himself,
he should at least reach the eighth!
But reality fell far short of his expectations!
The Divine Tome in his mind patiently coaxed him.
"Complete the bargain with the ancient Evil God, and you will be able to go farther."
Meanwhile, the many prodigies beneath the Hongmeng Tower continued watching nervously.
On the Tenth Layer, Ye Tian moved nimbly, as swift as lightning.
He unleashed punch after punch.
His blows forced the Dao Lord Hongmeng to retreat again and again.
What the Dao Lord Hongmeng had left here was merely an imprint.
It was bolstered by supreme Hongmeng Power, but could hardly bring that power to bear.
With every movement Ye Tian made, chaos power radiated outward, and chaos energy surged and churned.
The Tenth Hongmeng Tower Layer resembled a world where primordial chaos had just parted, with mysterious runes shining forth, interweaving and flickering!
Reversed currents of space and time twisted and tangled