Chapter 877 Epiphany
Seeing this, Giant Bear immediately stopped Liu Hei, "Liu, are you crazy?"
"These steps can only be climbed one person at a time, and you know that!"
"Now that Chen Yang has gone up, if you go up again, you won't even be able to reach Chen Yang!"
The mountain peak Qin Yi had chosen was very strange. No matter how powerful you were, you couldn't ascend from other places, or you would be expelled by an unfathomably mysterious force.
And even the only stone steps that could lead to the summit allowed only one person at a time.
This was because if two people entered at the same time, they would have to face double the consumption of power!
Just then, a voice slowly sounded from the mountaintop.
"Nine thousand two hundred and forty-three! Nine thousand two hundred and forty-four!"
At first, no one understood what was happening, but after the voice repeated itself a few times, someone instantly realized it.
Huang Xiu's voice trembled, "Could this be the number of steps Chen Yang has climbed?"
As soon as he said this, everyone held their breath!
More than nine thousand steps were truly unimaginable!
They had never heard such a terrifying number.
"If I remember correctly, Liu Hei was the first among us to reach the six thousand five hundred steps?"
Someone said this, and in the next moment, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Hei.
Liu Hei nodded blankly, a conflicted expression on his face, "I had already exhausted all the power in my body at that time. If I had continued, it would have been life-threatening."
Giant Bear, standing beside him, pointed at the illusory figure in the sky, "Chen Yang climbed over nine thousand steps? How did this guy do it? And with such speed?"
Everyone couldn't figure it out.
Logically, Chen Yang's power should have been depleted long ago...
At this moment, Huang Xiu's face wore a bitter smile, "Look at Chen Yang's back."
When that blood trail appeared before everyone's eyes, they were all stunned.
Chen Yang... was climbing up with his life!
"Did this old fellow Qin Yi anticipate this day before he died? Otherwise, why could Chen Yang have climbed this far?"
"Qin Yi... a man who could calculate his own death, what couldn't he foresee if Chen Yang was to inherit his legacy?"
While they were speaking, the counting in the sky had not stopped.
Liu Hei watched Chen Yang step by step upwards, watching the blood flow down his feet. For some reason, he had a sudden realization.
"I'm going into seclusion!" As soon as Liu Hei finished speaking, he disappeared.
Everyone could only sense Liu Hei's aura heading towards his own mountain peak.
The few demonic beasts, who had remained silent, also slowly withdrew, as if they too had gained some insight.
Huang Xiu and Giant Bear looked at each other, seeing the conflicted expressions on each other's faces.
While others had gained something from Chen Yang's image, they two seemed to have felt nothing.
This was indeed a bit awkward.
Meanwhile, the four people below the waterfall were equally shocked.
Fang Yuanyuan stared blankly at the scene, while Fang Kaiyuan, seeing tears welling up in Fang Yuanyuan's eyes, asked, "Junior Sister, what's wrong?"
"Senior Brother, what is Brother Chen Yang doing? Why is he bleeding so much and still moving forward? If he continues like this, he'll bleed dry! He'll die!" Fang Yuanyuan didn't understand what Chen Yang was doing, but she could see what was happening.
Every step Brother Chen Yang took caused immense damage to his body.
The increasingly heavy and clear bloody footprints told the whole story.
Fang Kaiyuan was stumped by his junior sister's question, as he too wanted to know what Chen Yang was doing.
"Even if he dies, he will go on!" Fang Xinli's sudden words immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Martial artists, like ordinary people, will eventually die, won't they?"
"Fear and terror are natural human emotions, but since we have chosen the path of martial arts, we must understand that life and death are fought for."
"I don't know what Brother Chen Yang is going through, but I can see that Brother Chen Yang is fighting for something! Something extremely important to him!"
After Fang Xinli finished speaking, he was slapped on the head.
Fang Xinli turned to look at his grandmother, a little wronged, "Grandmother, why did you hit me?"
This grandmother was the fox demon from the snow forest.
The fox demon grandmother looked at Fang Xinli with a hint of joy in her eyes, "You boy, don't go back. Stay here with me for a while."
Fang Xinli was stunned for a moment before he jumped up excitedly.
A personal tutelage from a peak Grandmaster!
Fang Yuanyuan and Fang Kaiyuan looked at Fang Xinli with envy. Although they both had unique talents, the grandmother didn't seem to favor them.
Perhaps sensing the emotional shift in Fang Yuanyuan and Fang Kaiyuan, the fox demon grandmother turned to them and said, "The path of martial arts, as Xinli said, has only two words: strive. On a grander scale, the path of martial arts itself is a struggle against heaven."
"That sliver of hope... your talents are not weak, but remember, do not become arrogant."
"Chen Yang is the same age as you, yet his strength already surpasses mine. Is it only because of his talent? No, it is his martial heart!"
"Keep watching, Chen Yang will succeed!"
The fox demon grandmother's words stirred waves of emotion in the hearts of Fang Yuanyuan, Fang Kaiyuan, and Fang Xinli.
Chen Yang was unaware of the sensation his actions were causing. The last remaining sense within him was like a taut string about to snap.
"Nine thousand six hundred and eighty-four!"
"Nine thousand six hundred and eighty-five!"
Time ticked by, and Chen Yang no longer looked down. He raised his head and looked forward.
As the destination appeared in Chen Yang's eyes, he couldn't help but smile.
The end was within reach, and he didn't have much time left!
Stirred by the sight of the destination, Chen Yang also noticed the spiritual power swirling around him, and the illusory figure in the sky.
Chen Yang wanted to ask what was happening, but he had no strength left.
However, in the few seconds that Chen Yang paused, the voice of the spiritual power around him gradually faded.
Everyone watching the illusory figure in the sky froze.
A question lingered in everyone's minds: Was he truly unable to go on?
Huang Xiu, at this moment, had even forgotten his animosity with Chen Yang. His breathing became rapid, "That's enough, he has created a miracle! It's more than enough!"
Just as everyone thought Chen Yang had no more strength to advance, Chen Yang's body moved again.
Then, an extremely weak murmur spread throughout heaven and earth.
"Nine thousand nine hundred and twenty-one."