Chapter 135

Chapter 135

“Now that the first plan has failed,” one of them said, breaking the silence. Should we proceed with the second plan?” Du Guyun pondered for a moment before speaking cautiously.

This was a departure from his usual demeanor. If it had been before, Du Guyun would have displayed utter indifference, adopting an aloof attitude. But now, things were different.

It wasn’t the death of Mozi Moyuan that concerned him; rather, it was the drop in his cultivation level that bothered him.

This worry over his cultivation, coupled with the failure to devour Qin Ershi’s origin, made him desperately want to devour it.

However, the idea of killing Qin Ershi was out of reach for him. He simply didn’t possess the capability. Only Du Guxiong had the means to accomplish such a feat.

“Let’s discuss this later,” Du Guxiong said, visibly irritable.

The death of Mozi Moyuan had completely blindsided him. In his plans, Mozi Moyuan was at least supposed to set foot in the trial space.

It wouldn’t have mattered if he couldn’t reach the hundredth layer in the end; at least an attempt would have been made. Now, with Mozi Moyuan being killed before even starting in the trial space, they were left in the dark about his potential limits.

If Mozi Moyuan could have reached the goal, their loss would be significant without that thing from inside. Now, with Du Guyun suggesting he make a move on Qin Ershi, Du Guxiong was running out of patience.

If not for Du Guyun’s usefulness, he might have killed him on the spot for his ineffectiveness and pretentious demeanor.

Despite Du Guyun being his son, Du Guxiong wouldn’t give him special treatment. To Du Guxiong, there were no so-called relatives or friends, only those who were beneficial to him.

Those who were useful were considered family; those who weren’t were deemed worthless and not worth a second glance.

It was peculiar how both father and son, cold by nature, never truly saw each other as family but merely used each other for their ends.

Observing Du Guxiong’s mood, Du Guyun initially wanted to press further but decided against it, considering it was not the best time to disturb his already troubled mind.

“The Primordial Holy Son has reached the fiftieth layer!” someone announced.

“Such speed! Huang Qingtian is still on the thirty-fifth layer! Bai Chen and Qin Ershi are also not far behind, having reached the thirtieth layer!”

“But Yan Ruyu is somewhat unexpected, managing to reach the thirty-second layer and still not being overtaken by Bai Chen and the others!”

“Still no pressure!” Jiang Chen mused internally. The pressure of the fiftieth layer was still too minimal, barely making him feel any strain.

“This guy is still so fast!” Huang Qingtian, trailing behind, could only see Jiang Chen’s back.

No matter how he sped up, Jiang Chen maintained a steady pace, always keeping him at bay. Instead, the gap in layers between them didn’t shrink; it widened even more.

“All freaks!” Holy Son of Pure Yang and Jin Changhe were dumbfounded. It seemed they had been completely left behind. While others had already reached the thirtieth layer, they were still loitering around the twentieth.

“At least I have this guy for company!” As if by telepathy, they looked at each other at the same time. However, upon seeing each other, their expressions immediately darkened.

“Jin Changhe, didn’t you say you’d surpass them?” Pure Yang Holy Son said sarcastically. “Why aren’t you hurrying up to catch them!”

“What about you? Are you content being left behind?” Jin Changhe had learned to be smart and didn’t fall for it. As long as he wasn’t overtaken by Pure Yang Holy Son, that was enough. Catching up to those ahead would have to wait.

“I never said I’d surpass them!” He stated flatly.

“Lack of ambition!” Jin Changhe scoffed, “Since you’re so unambitious, then I’ll take my leave first!” With those words, Jin Changhe suddenly accelerated, leaving him behind.

“Damn, isn’t this guy saving any strength?” Seeing Jin Changhe speed up, he got anxious. Losing to others was one thing, but he couldn’t lose to Jin Changhe.

If he lost to Jin Changhe, how would he ever tease him again? At the sixtieth layer, a divine light descended before Jiang Chen. It transformed into a large bell, its body black and bearing an ancient and time-worn appearance, radiating an indescribable hue.

This was a Dao weapon, extremely valuable even in the outside world. Jiang Chen glanced at it and without much attention, stored it away.

Almost simultaneously, a light column fell in front of him, morphing into a bizarre creature. It took the form of a cyan-white dragon, its serpentine body coiling in front of him, its overwhelming pressure enveloping the entire space, spreading a powerful aura of the Saint realm. This was a quasi-Saint being.

“A quasi-Saint?” Jiang Chen wasn’t too surprised.

The original story had detailed descriptions. After stepping onto the sixtieth layer, a being one realm higher would appear based on the cultivator’s realm. Only by defeating this being could one advance to higher levels.

Jiang Chen, being at the Great Master Realm, naturally faced a quasi-Saint as his challenger.

“Meteor Fist!” Jiang Chen didn’t hesitate for a moment, throwing out a punch immediately. The silver fist imprint was like a falling star.

With a bang, the cyan-white dragon exploded on impact, as if made of paper, like a toy, bursting upon contact. It couldn’t block Jiang Chen for even a moment.

“Casually slaying a quasi-Saint?” The saint beings of the Golden Crow clan twitched their eyelids, revealing a trace of astonishment.