God Emperor

Once he climbed up the mountaintop of the First Level Mountain, a Monk could drink the Holy Spring ’s Holy Water.

According to legend, the Ancient Gods Mountain had evolved from the remains of an ancient deity. Its seven Holy Springs were seven blood meridians from the deity. A Monk who drank the spring water frequently would not only be able to improve his cultivation, but also perceive the Holy Road and the Tao of the sword more easily.

Zhang Ruochen was eager to drink from the Holy Spring and see if it was as magical the legends said.

The First Level Mountain of Ancient Gods Mountains was 9 kilometers high. If he wanted to reach the mountaintop from the mountainside, he had to fight constantly against an intangible ”Force ”.

After climbing six kilometers, he could feel the power of the ”Force ”. It made him slightly dizzy and his eardrums hurt.

He ran his Genuine Qi to defuse the power. Soon, he felt refreshed.

Upon reaching the seven kilometer mark, he noticed a Saint ’s disciple in the Fish-dragon Realm crawling in front of him.

Obviously, this guy was straining himself to the max. His robe was soaked with sweat, and blue veins stood out on his face. But he was persevering and forcing his way up.

”Roar! ”

The massive Force blasted against him and shattered his eardrums. Blood gushed from his ears.

With a scream, the Saint ’s disciple lost control of his body and fell to the bottomless cliff.

Zhang Ruochen saw all of this and immediately started his Heart of the Sword. The Blue Crystal Sword on his back zipped out of its sheath, turned into a sword light and flew downward to the cliff.

Seconds later, the sword cradled the Saint ’s disciple and flew upward.

Zhang Ruochen put the disciple on the mountain path, regained his sword and continued moving forward.

Not far ahead, a tall thin man in bloodstained garments looked back at Zhang Ruochen. He had wanted to help, but Zhang Ruochen beat him to it.