Hidden Power

Lu Ren continued forward. The latent power within him grew increasingly excited and violent, as though it were about to burst out of his soul.

Lu Ren tried to circulate his profound qi and control that latent power, but discovered that he could not touch it at all. He could clearly sense it, yet it seemed as though it was no longer within his body.

"What exactly is this?"

Lu Ren was secretly astonished.

If Sword Emperor Wuming were still alive, perhaps he could tell him exactly what this hidden power within him was.

"Such paltry pressure—what can it do to me?"

Suddenly, Ao Mie erupted. His powerful bloodline aura burst forth as he pushed upward, actually leaping onto the roof of the palace hall and arriving beneath the Human Emperor Statue. He bowed toward the statue.

Though the person depicted by this statue had been an Ancient Martial Artist, he had once pacified the chaos, founded the Sacred Dynasty, and eventually divided the land into the Five Regions, allowing the Xuanhuang Continent to develop in a healthy manner.

From a martial artist's perspective, the Human Emperor deserved everyone's respect.

The other martial artists also erupted with their bloodline powers one after another and charged upward, arriving beneath the Human Emperor Statue to offer symbolic bows.

Of course, some of them were not bowing sincerely. They merely wanted to see whether they could withstand the pressure and approach the Human Emperor Statue.

However, all those who could approach the Human Emperor Statue were geniuses at the ninth level of the Origin Venerate Realm.

Of the twenty people, only Lu Ren and Gu Cheng had not charged forward.

Lightning raged around Gu Cheng as his aura surged. He actually withstood the pressure and slowly reached the entrance of the palace hall.