The Last Orange

Chapter 585 - 332: Tier 6 Threshold, The Beginning of Reaching the Limit_2

Chapter 585: Chapter 332: Tier 6 Threshold, The Beginning of Reaching the Limit_2

It felt like Tai Shan was pressing down, or like the deep sea applying immense pressure.

With the constant sound of heartbeats, Chen Feng vaguely sensed he was about to resonate with the world.

Getting closer and closer...

He subconsciously took another step forward, aiming to stand firm on the platform.

Tap!

His footing stabilized.

But, in the next moment.

Boom!!!

The world shattered as he abruptly opened his eyes.

A wave of excruciating pain surged in his mind like a hurricane, as if a steel blade had been plunged into it.

Meanwhile, blood was seeping from his pores, and his internal organs were aching as if they were struck by a truck.

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, and Chen Feng’s face turned slightly pale; he could distinctly feel his current weakness.

Resonance failed, transcendence backlash.

Even the physique of a Dazzling-level Vajra was thus injured, and the spiritual will was similarly affected.

Buzz!

At a crucial moment, a warm current flowed from the Heart of Life in his chest.

In a blink, it surged into his limbs and bones, swiftly repairing the significant injuries he had just suffered.

All fatigue and pain vanished, and his complexion returned to healthy.

"Phew!"

Exhaling a breath of impure air, Chen Feng lowered his head and clenched his fist.

Transcendence is not without peril.

Moreover, after a brief contemplation, he knew where the problem lay.

According to Qinggang City’s Dream Realm records, the Transcendence Method requires fulfilling both Extreme Realm and enough legend to attempt.

The reason being, after thoroughly reaching the limits of the human body with no room to advance, the spiritual will undergoes a sort of enlightenment, forming the so-called Ultimate Intent.

It is due to this point that martial artists can perceive their strong presence of legend imprints upon finding infinite will.

And control the spirit to extend outward, resonating with the world.

Yet he, did not truly fulfill this point.

But due to the presence of Storm Fury and Perception Talent, he prematurely gained effects akin to the Ultimate Intent.

"However, it is ultimately not the true Ultimate Intent."

Shaking his head quietly, Chen Feng subtly sensed his condition.

Among the four aspects of physical attributes, only his physique had first reached the limit.

As for strength and will, they still have a final bit of potential, not fully tapped by him.

Aside from this, there are also legend imprints to consider.

Although his progress was swift enough, meeting the quantity requirement, most came from the Dream World.

Because of this, the connection between legend imprints and the real world is not solid or stable enough.

"The extreme aspect is already visible at the end, and not long before truly reaching it."

"However, concerning legend imprints..."

He rose slowly and walked to the window again.

Looking at the azure sky outside, and the tall buildings below.

Chen Feng knew that this final step still must rely on reality.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally.

By moving his perception, he looked towards the Quiet Room’s wooden desk drawer, at the black invitation card he placed inside.

World Fighting Championship.

An invitation from the Star Palace.

Isn’t this the best opportunity to leave legend imprints in reality?

...

Whizz!

It was nine o’clock in the morning on the same day.

A black sedan smoothly left the Martial Arts Hall, merging into the traffic of a bustling neighborhood.

"Junior Brother Chen, Giant Elephant Master and the others have already arrived in Nanjiang."

"I heard Senior Sister Wu mentioned that several senators and company directors sent tribute cards and will come to witness the celebration tomorrow."

Cao Tong spoke from the passenger seat, reporting on the Mountain Gate celebration preparations.

Breaking through to Grandmaster level is a major event in the Martial Arts World, attracting the attention of martial artists, both Northern and Southern.

Especially since it’s a master in the Martial Arts Extreme Realm.

In response, Chen Feng gently nodded from his seat in the back, unphased and long accustomed to the goodwill and connections of numerous forces.

Tomorrow marks the day to celebrate Master’s breakthrough to Grandmaster, surely drawing many attendees.

He plans to return to his school for the night.

A thought flashed, and Cao Tong continued sharing the important list of guests expected to offer congratulations, mentioning a few familiar names at the end.

"Captain Han Chao seems to be representing the military to express congratulations; this was told to me by Junior Brother Ting Xiao over the phone."

"However, according to him, it seems people from the Holy Sect might come as well..."

Oh?

A bit surprised, Chen Feng soon speculated the general situation.

He has no significant conflict with the Holy Sect, only different standings due to Southern and Northern origins.

This is evident from Old Zhang, the leader, repeatedly conveying goodwill through Zhou Wuren.

And previously, Han Chao also mentioned that the other party had agreed to the cooperation invitation for the trip to Nido.

Calculating the time, it’s only a few days away, so coming to Nanjiang now isn’t strange.

He pondered, then didn’t ask further.

His gaze turned to the window, looking at the towering buildings.

The imminent relocation of the Radiant Secret Realm to Nanjiang is no longer a secret.

Another new super giant enterprise has appeared, visible by the four big characters on the top of the building.

[Shitong Express]

This is the third super giant enterprise to appear in Nanjiang, rumored that many of the current market’s flying car technology patents originate from this company.

Its strength is undoubtedly strong, standing alongside Chi Bo Energy and Blue Dome Group as one of the giants.

However.

With a flicker in his eyes, Chen Feng recalled a critical point Chu Shihong had privately informed him.

When the High Wall Plan was first announced, these super giants also wanted to participate in the construction.

But later, they were rejected outright by the Provincial Federation.

The meaning is thought-provoking, he shook his head and then leaned back against the seat, slightly closing his eyes.

It appeared as rest, but in reality, shared images were already being transmitted back to his mind.

These belonged to the experiences of the small Stone Statues Number One and Number Four; one had already reached Northern Red Country, the other had long since arrived in Suluo.

Endless snowy peaks stretched continuously, one of the two major mountain ranges of Chi Country, Snow Peak Mountain.

Covering vast areas, with an altitude of several thousand meters, snow remains year-round.

But unfortunately, Number Four Stone Statue didn’t stay long and chose to leave, heading straight to the next mountain.

"Isn’t it doable."

Chen Feng squinted slightly, receiving feedback from the spiritual link.

The power of the earth veins in this Snow Peak Mountain didn’t resonate with the Holy Shield Giant.

The scene therefore switched, and he looked toward Stone Statue Number One.

A round golden sun hung high in the sky, atop a similar snowy mountain peak.

On the mountainside, a huge cloud platform was faintly visible with a familiar building emerging.

Entirely in yellow and white, somewhat like a large temple style.

It was indeed the Duowa Snow Mountain where he had once stayed for several nights.

Previously destroyed by Utopia, but now it’s completely restored.

The Suluo characters on the walls remain brand new, numerous figures appeared in eaves corridors, and hundreds of cars could be seen parked in open areas.

Soldiers in thick coats were on alert, while high-ranking members of the Sulodova Sect moved under protection.

Thump thump!

Suddenly, Stone Wings vibrated.

Stone Statue Number One plunged into the snow under the clouds on the mountainside, leaving a white pit.

In less than a minute, it flew out from the snow hole, spitting out some snow and earth, seemingly finding it unpalatable.

Whoosh!!

Immediately, the palm-sized White Gray swiftly departed, soon leaving the place.

As if sensing something, a figure sitting cross-legged on the cloud platform opened his eyes.

Focusing, he wore a black cloak with a turban on his head.

Appearing to be thirty-seven or thirty-eight, with a straight-line scar on his left cheek.

"Snow Eagle? Or a drone?"

He squinted, observing the fleeting trace of white gray below the sea of clouds.

But before he could think, footsteps sounded behind him.

"Senior Brother Gert."

In a gentle tone, the man glanced with his peripheral vision.

The black martial arts uniform had several mandala floral patterns.

Tall and slender, black long hair draped down her back, with nearly wheat-colored tawny skin giving a wild beauty.

"Junior Sister Siwa." He responded in a deep voice.

"I heard the death rate in the World Martial Arts Competition is extremely high, are you really going to Nido?"

Siwa asked with some concern, her gaze lingering momentarily on the scar on the man’s face.

After that sudden assault disaster, once there were Su Luo’s Double Stars, now only one remains.

The Duowa Sect could not afford to lose another pillar close to the Extreme Realm.

"My decision is made."

Responding calmly, Gert gazed at the snow mountains and cloud seas below the cloud platform.

Hearing this, Siwa opened her mouth slightly to speak, but before she could persuade, he spoke again.

"It’s an event that every martial artist wants to participate in, and some like the Mountain Ancestor at the Extreme Realm might appear."

"Perhaps, only there can I truly take the final half-step."

As he spoke, a face appeared in Gert’s mind.

With slanting eyebrows, a cold and hard face, the Chi Country youth who shattered all his pride and composure.

Rumor has it that the other has already reached the Martial Arts Extreme Realm.

In comparison, he was still stuck at this last half-step, unable to proceed.

As if seeing his inner unwillingness, standing at the side witnessing his clenched fists and the constantly fluctuating calm eyes underneath.

Siwa sighed inwardly, ultimately not stopping him.

Her gaze thus looked out, as if through the endless snow mountains, seeing that blazing fiery rebellious red.