A Prodigy Falls, a Godlike Figure From Behind
Zhao Tianjiao's tragic state plunged the entire entrance into a deathly silence.
Many powerful individuals who were initially eager to try their luck subconsciously took a half-step back, their eyes filled with apprehension.
"Hmph! A piece of trash is a piece of trash. If you can't do it yourself, don't blame the high bar!"
Just then, a cold laugh filled with disdain and arrogance broke the silence.
A young man clad in purple-gold battle armor, surrounded by a faint, ethereal phantom of the Great Dao of Thunder, strode out from the crowd.
Taiyi Immortal Dynasty - The First Prodigy of the Royal Family - Ying Zhan!
Cultivation level: Immortal Ancestor Perfection!
Great Dao: The Great Dao of Lightning (Entry)!
He was the most valued junior of the Taiyi Immortal Emperor Ying Wudi. Not only had his physical body been tempered by countless lightning bolts, making it comparable to a seventh-order immortal metal, but he had also comprehended a trace of the true meaning of the Great Dao of Lightning at a young age!
"It's His Ying Zhan!"
"I've heard he's already halfway to the Immortal Venerable Realm, and his physical body is incomparably powerful. Perhaps he can do it!"
All eyes turned to each other once again.
Ying Wudi looked at his junior and nodded slightly, a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Go, Zhan'er."
"Don't disgrace the Taiyi royal family!"
"Yes, Ancestor!"
He accepted the mission with pride Ying Zhan.
He glanced contemptuously at Zhao Tianjiao, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, and sneered, "This trash dares to call himself a prodigy? Watch how this prince breaks through!"
"Thunder God Tyrant Body, activate!"
"Boom--!"
His entire body crackled with lightning, his purple skin was like divine iron, and he exuded a terrifying, suffocating physical pressure!
With his Immortal Ancestor Perfection Body and the blessing of the Great Dao of Lightning, his aura instantly soared to its peak!
"Walk!"
He transformed into a streak of purple lightning, brimming with unparalleled confidence, and instantly stormed through the bronze gate!
This time, there were no screams, and no one was thrown back.
"They're inside!"
"His Ying Zhan has gone inside!"
The crowd of the Taiyi Immortal Dynasty cheered immediately, and Ying Wudi stroked his beard and smiled.
Seeing this, the other factions, though somewhat unwilling, also breathed a sigh of relief. At least it proved that the door wasn't completely impassable.
However.
Ying Zhan, who was in the corridor at this moment, was not as relaxed as outsiders imagined.
"Hmm..."
The moment he stepped into the corridor, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, like an ancient divine mountain, pressed heavily on his shoulders!
"This is... the pressure of the Great Dao?!"
Ying Zhan's face flushed red instantly, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground!
His prized "Thunder God Tyrant Body" actually emitted a series of cracking sounds under this pressure, as if it would collapse at any moment!
"Damn it! How can he be so strong?!"
He gritted his teeth and desperately tried to activate the Great Dao of Lightning Thunder within his body to resist the pressure.
One step, two steps...
With each step, it felt like carrying the entire world on my back. Sweat instantly soaked through my armor, and every muscle trembled and groaned!
When he struggled to take the fifth step.
"Puff--!"
He finally couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood!
He felt as if his internal organs were about to be crushed, his consciousness began to blur, and the scene before his eyes became double.
"No... I can't hold on any longer..."
The Ying Wudi shattered instantly in the face of this cruel reality!
He knew that if he took another step forward, he would end up like Zhao Tianjiao outside, or even... die here!
"Retreat! We must retreat!"
Although I was unwilling, my life was more important.
He turned around with difficulty, preparing to escape this hell.
However.
Just as he turned around, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a scene deep in the corridor.
That scene caused his already fragile Dao heart to completely... shatter!
At the edge of his vision, in a deep region that even a Immortal Ancestor Perfection couldn't reach, lay the horizon.
A figure in blue robes walked with hands behind their back, moving with light steps, as if strolling leisurely in a garden.
The man did not unleash any earth-shattering supernatural Divine Ability, nor did he display any ferocious, teeth-gritting expression.
He strolled around as if he were in his own backyard, even... stopping every now and then to examine the statues on either side with great interest!
That overwhelming pressure from the Great Dao, enough to crush Ying Zhan, seemed to have no effect whatsoever in front of that man in blue!
"This..."
"How is this possible?!"
Ying Zhan's eyes widened, and he even forgot the excruciating pain in his body!
"Who is that?!"
"Could it be... a Immortal Saint who has concealed their cultivation level?!"
In the instant he was shocked and lost in thought, the figure in green seemed to sense something, slightly turned his head, revealing half of his calm and indifferent profile.
Although his face was not visible, the composure and calmness that emanated from his very being were deeply imprinted in Ying Zhan's mind!
"Buzz--!"
The next moment, the figure turned the corner and disappeared completely into the depths of the corridor.
"Huff... huff..."
The Ying Zhan was like waking from a dream; an overwhelming sense of fear and defeat instantly overwhelmed him.
He dared not look again, and scrambled and crawled toward the exit in a disheveled state!
Otherwise, that silhouette...
It will become a nightmare he can never shake off for the rest of his life!
"Bang!"
A figure in purple and gold, like a rag doll thrown out, crashed heavily outside the bronze gate!
It was the same team that stormed in with such high spirits and determination to Ying Zhan!
At this moment, his battle armor was shattered, his aura was extremely weak, and blood was flowing from all seven orifices. Where was the slightest resemblance to a prodigy?
"Zhan'er?!"
Taiyi Immortal Emperor Ying Wudi was shocked and quickly stepped forward to help him up, transferring a stream of pure immortal power into him.
"What happened?! Even you failed?!"
Everyone present was shocked!
If Zhao Tianjiao was only at the Mid-Stage Immortal Ancestor, his defeat could be understood. But the Ying Zhan was at the Immortal Ancestor Perfection! And he had even mastered the Great Dao of Lightning!
Even he suffered such a crushing defeat, so just how terrifying is this first hurdle?!
"Cough cough... Ancestor..."
Ying Zhan struggled to open his eyes, his gaze filled with the terror of surviving a near-death experience.
"That's... not a place for humans..."
He gasped for breath, recounting the situation inside in fits and starts. "That corridor... was filled with the overwhelming pressure of the Great Dao! Not only must one's physical body reach the Immortal Venerable level, but also... one must have an extremely profound understanding of the Great Dao to barely withstand that pressure!"
"I... I only took five steps, and... I can't go on anymore..."
Five steps?!
Everyone gasped.
Ying Zhan Zhan's caliber can only take five steps?!
What kind of monsters would you need to face to complete the entire journey?
Ying Zhan lowered his head, his eyes flickering.
The image of that leisurely figure in blue robes lingering in his mind is like a curse that he cannot shake off.
[Who exactly is that person?]
[If I said it out loud... not only would no one believe me, but it would also make me seem incompetent, right?]
[Even a glimpse of his back can't compare...]
Thinking about this, the shame in his heart outweighed the shock.
[It must be a hallucination! Yes! It must be a hallucination I'm experiencing under extreme pressure!]
How could there possibly be such a person in the world!
He gritted his teeth and ultimately chose to remain silent, burying that silhouette deep in his heart.