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Inner sect of the Primordial Dragon Clan.

Deep within the mountains lies a bottomless, pitch-black rift valley.

Zulongyuan.

Above the rift valley, a pale white bone bridge floats.

The total length is 200 meters.

The surface of the bone bridge is covered with the marks of time, with no flowing patterns or spiritual energy.

but.

Simply standing in front of this bone bridge, the surrounding macroscopic cosmic dimensions present an overwhelming sense of distortion.

Extreme pressure.

This is the complete spine left behind after the first generation of the Ancestral Dragon perished.

Even after countless eras have passed.

The pure pressure of the ancient god of the ultimate path contained within the bones has been perfectly preserved.

Ao Xuan, Ao Ming, Ao Cang.

The three Grandmasters of the Unity Realm stopped ten feet in front of the Bone Bridge.

They didn't go any further.

Because if you go any further, you will be forcibly locked onto by that indiscriminate, overwhelming pressure.

"Su Zun".

Ao Xuan turned around, his expression calm, and pointed to the bone bridge in front of him.

"This is the spine of the Ancestral Dragon."

"It is 200 meters long."

"The further we go, the stronger the pressure from the Ancestral Dragon becomes."

Ao Xuan's tone was calm.

"As long as Su Zun can reach the end."

"The gates of the baptismal pool in the Ancestral Dragon Abyss will then open for Su Zun."

Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a plain robe.

His deep gaze fell on the pale, bone bridge.

He didn't speak.

At this time.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness of the three Grandmasters of the Unity Realm, a secret exchange of voice transmissions was taking place.

"Big brother."

The Third Ancestor, Ao Cang, transmitted his voice, his tone revealing a hint of deliberation.

"How many meters do you think this kid can go?"

Ao Xuan's expression remained calm and composed, yet the voice within his mind was exceptionally calm.

"It's hard to say."

"He can destroy Ao Kun with a single punch; his physical strength is exceptionally astonishing."

"But the ultimate pressure is not only aimed at the physical body, but also at the true spirit and concepts."

Ao Xuan paused.

"Second brother, you walked this path back then, you know it best."

The second patriarch, Ao Ming, nodded slightly.

A flicker of instinctive awe for the bone bridge flashed in his eyes.

"It's difficult."

Ao Ming transmitted his voice.

"Even with our cultivation at the Unity Realm, we won't gain any advantage on this bone bridge."

"My record back then was 121 meters deep."

One hundred and twenty-one meters.

This is the highest record for the Primordial Dragon Clan since the Ancestral Dragon.

Even those at the Unity Realm could only barely make it a little over halfway through.

"I'm guessing."

Ao Ming offered his own judgment.

"At most, he can walk 140 meters."

One hundred and forty meters.

This is a limit number deduced by the ancient dragon clan's ancestors.

The limit of a half-step ultimate ancient god.

Go any further, even just a centimeter, and your true spirit will be instantly crushed by that complete, supreme pressure.

"One hundred and forty meters?"

Ao Cang pondered for a moment.

"If he can really walk 140 meters, it means he does have the combat power of a half-step extreme master."

"We must treat this kind of person with the highest level of courtesy and never offend them."

Ao Cang changed the subject.

"But what if he's all show and no substance?"

"If he only managed to kill Ao Kun using some kind of one-time forbidden weapon."

"In reality, he can only walk eighty meters?"

Eighty meters.

This is the limit of the peak of the True Venerable Realm.

If this is all the strength you have, do you really want to open the Ancestral Dragon Abyss ahead of schedule?

We must extort a hefty sum from that ancient dragon clan.

Make him give up all the resources he has.

As the patriarch of a reclusive sect.

They possess immense power and absolute authority.

There is absolutely no need to engage in pointless conflicts with others unless you are absolutely certain of victory.

As long as the young man's strength isn't too weak, they generally won't choose to make a move.

Even if he were truly weak, the unknown background that could have nurtured such a figure would be far from simple, and there's really no need to invite unnecessary trouble for the sake of a dead Ao Kun.

"remember."

Ao Xuan's voice rang out in the minds of the other two.

Even if he can only walk eighty meters.

"We shouldn't easily resort to violence against him."

Ao Xuan set the tone.

"Having lived for so many years, stability is the most important thing."

"If something can be resolved with resources and negotiation, then don't resort to bloodshed."

"Unless he launches an attack first, and we are absolutely certain we can eliminate him instantly."

Ao Ming and Ao Cang both nodded.

Take it seriously.

Just then.

A seemingly absurd thought suddenly popped into Ao Cang's mind.

"Big brother, second brother."

"You say..."

"Is it possible for him to walk two hundred meters?"

Two hundred meters.

Walk to the end of the bone bridge.

This speculation came out.

Ao Xuan and Ao Ming's sea of ​​consciousness simultaneously fell into a brief stagnation.

Then.

Ao Xuan rejected the guess without hesitation.

"impossible."

"Absolutely impossible."

Ao Xuan's telepathic message conveyed a sense of certainty that he understood the underlying logic of the universe.

"Walking two hundred meters means having to endure the full pressure of the ancient god of the extreme path."

"The ultimate source of this universe has long been incomplete."

"The ancestral precepts clearly state that an ultimate ancient god cannot appear!"

"Since he did not attract that unknown great terror, it means that he definitely did not take that final step."

Ao Xuan watched Su Yu's retreating figure.

"It's not the Yakuza."

"How is it possible to break through 200 meters?"

The exchange within the sea of ​​consciousness was completed in the blink of an eye.

The three patriarchs maintained perfect composure and politeness.

Su Yu withdrew his gaze.

He looked at Ao Xuan.

"The rules are simple."

"Just walk over there?"

Su Yu's voice was calm, with a hint of confirmation in it.

Ao Xuan bowed slightly.

"Exactly."

"As long as Su Zun can reach the end of the bone bridge, the baptism pool's formation will automatically activate."

Su Yu nodded slightly.

I didn't ask another question.

He strode forward, passing the three patriarchs.

They walked towards the pale white bone bridge.

rear.

Ao Ying and Ao Jue stood side by side.

The two women's eyes gleamed with undisguised fervor and anticipation.

They knew how terrifying this bone bridge was.

But they believed even more that the man before them was invincible.

"Go, Master!"

Ao Jue clenched his fists, the crisp sound echoing at the edge of the rift valley.

Ao Ying did not speak.

But in those beautiful eyes, there was absolute submission and trust.

Su Yu did not turn around.

He lifted his right foot.

I steadily stepped onto the first joint of the ancestral dragon's spine.

hum.

The moment I landed.

An invisible, ancient, and vast dimensional pressure suddenly descended.

It does not act on the surface of the body.

Instead, it penetrates directly into the bone marrow, oppressing the true spirit.

Su Yu remained calm.

in vivo.

The four pieces of [Boundless Star Abyss Essence] lay dormant in silence.

Not even a ripple appeared.

This oppressive force, which would be enough to crush stars in the eyes of ordinary people, fell upon his extremely dense physical mass.

It was like a gentle breeze that swept over an unshakeable sacred mountain.

I felt nothing.

Su Yu raised his left foot.

Keep going.

His steps were steady and his rhythm even.

It's like taking a walk in your own backyard.

ten meters.

Thirty meters.

Fifty meters.

Eighty meters.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yu had reached the eighty-meter mark.

There was no pause.

Even the frequency of his breathing remained unchanged.