Chapter 1080: Crimson Door of the Ancient Realm (1/2)
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It was at this point that two aura streams exploded out from the Nine Seas God World. They belonged to the Demonic Patriarchs, and they immediately shot up and then out of the Ninth Sea.
It wasn’t just them. The two Dao Realm experts from the other two factions were shaken, and also sent divine sense out to examine the situation for themselves.
Ling Yunzi looked shocked, then glanced back and Meng Hao with a profound look of anticipation.
Godmaster smiled faintly, then closed his eyes.
No one but the Dao Realm cultivators could sense the aura up above the Ninth Sea. All they saw was Granny Nine throwing the medicinal pills to Meng Hao.
The medicinal pills and the medicinal pill bottle seemed completely beyond the ordinary.
Meng Hao grabbed the bottle, opened it, and took a whiff. Based on his skill in the Dao of alchemy, he was immediately able to determine the effect of the pills. They were pills of restoration that would be considered extravagant even for cultivators of the Ancient Realm. They were something Dao Realm experts might possess, but not in number. Even one could be considered extremely precious.
Meng Hao was moved, and once again clasped hands to Granny Nine, then unhesitatingly popped a pill into his mouth.
The instant the medicinal pill entered his mouth, Meng Hao felt like he was shaking violently. His cultivation base was rapidly restored, and in the space of only a few breaths, his eyes began to shine brightly, and he was fully back at his peak state.
Furthermore, because of the way he had fought back against the pressure of the Ninth Sea, he was even more powerful than he had been before!
“I've won the bet, and now those 300,000,000 Immortal jades belong to me!” he murmured, taking a deep breath. Then he turned to look at the first golden gate stone stele, and a wild ambition could be seen burning in his eyes.
“And now, my fleshly body has reached a critical juncture. In that case, I might as well go for broke....
“With the exception of the fifth stone stele, I want to be 1st in all of them!” Under the shocked eyes of the disciples of the Nine Seas God World, and the cold, venomous stares of the Demonic cultivators, he once again entered the first golden gate stone stele.
The moment he vanished, the crowds of disciples went wild.
“He’s actually going back into the first golden gate? He already got into the top 10, could it be that he wants to get an even better ranking?”
“This trial by fire isn't something that you can complete in just one shot. It requires repeated cultivation and improvement. Meng Hao... is a bit impatient.”
“Even if he challenges it again now, he won't get higher than 5th place. He definitely won’t get into the top 4!”
Fan Dong’er hesitated for a moment. She just couldn't believe that Meng Hao would be doing something like this rashly. In her judgement, he was a cunning person who never did things unless he knew they would benefit him. For him to make a choice like this meant that he had good reason to do so.
As the discussions went on outside, Meng Hao once again appeared in the deep sea beneath the Nine Seas God World. This time, he sank down rapidly and without the slightest pause.
Soon, he he had reached his previous limit of 60,000 meters. There, he paused for a moment, allowing his cultivation base to erupt out and fight back against the pressure. Gritting his teeth, he continued to drop down.
He wanted to advance his fleshly body into the Ancient Realm, to be more powerful. The only way to do that was to continue to sink downward. There, the pressure was more terrifying, and his body would be refined even further.
By forcing himself past that final line of demarcation, and then exploding out... he was convinced that his fleshly body would become incredibly terrifying.
RUUUUUUMMMMBLLLLE!
Blood oozed out of his mouth, and cracking sounds could be heard inside of him. As he sank down, the pressure became terrifying to an astonishing degree. His body rippled and distorted as the pressure battered against him.
However, he continued to sink down. 75,000 meters. 84,000 meters....
His mind filled with rumbling sounds, and his flesh was covered with splits and tears. The flame of his life force was fading, and his cultivation base was under such enormous pressure that it almost couldn’t budge.
He felt like all of Heaven and Earth were weighing down on him, and his vision began to swim. However, he continued to go all out, to spare nothing to continue on downward.
As he continued to sink to lower and lower levels, certain late Ancient Realm experts of the Nine Seas God World, who were currently in secluded meditation, suddenly opened their eyes and looked up into the sky, their expressions flickering slightly.
Soon, the mid Ancient Realm experts also noticed something happening in the outside world, and their eyes widened.
Meanwhile, Meng Hao in his madness sank down into the Ninth Sea. He had already reached a depth of 90,000 meters, and the pressure was indescribably terrifying, dozens of times greater than the pressure at 60,000 meters.
Everything was pitch black, and by now, it almost felt like he wasn’t surrounded by water, but wind!
Perhaps that feeling was just an illusion; Meng Hao couldn’t sense things very clearly. By now, the flame of his life force was swaying weakly, as if it was about to be extinguished. His body was twisted and warped, as if it might be broken at any moment.
Just as he seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness, he suddenly let out a shout in his heart.
“This is my final limit! Let the great Door of the Ancient Realm... come!”