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Chapter 1095 - Chapter 1095 Chapter 451 The Boundless Might Temple Atop the

Chapter 1095: Chapter 451: The Boundless Might, Temple Atop the Tomb_3 Chapter 1095: Chapter 451: The Boundless Might, Temple Atop the Tomb_3 “`

Since he landed on God Tomb’s Owner, he had seen about nine thousand bodies of Ancient Gods of the Extreme Void Realm, and roughly around one thousand three hundred bodies of the Ancient Gods of the Creation Realm. As for the dead Ancient Gods of the Infinite Realm, there were only nine.

Each of the nine corpses from the Infinite Realm exerted a tremendous pressure on Han Yi. Even though they had fallen and no breath remained, somewhere deep within, Han Yi felt that in life, the strength of these nine Infinite Realm Ancient Gods must have been even more terrifying than the Ziwei Immortal Venerate, one of the six rulers he had encountered in the Spatial Turbulence within the Daluo Fairy Court.

“Could these nine Infinite Realm Ancient Gods all be at the Taoist Ancestor Level?” The notion that flashed through Han Yi’s mind shocked him.

He suppressed the shocking thought and turned his head back, looking towards the Temple, slightly tilting his head up to gaze above.

Above the Temple, there were no longer God Mountains, instead, there was endless emptiness. In the distant depths of the void, the Divine Power Halo still extended to this place.

If one could shrink the entire God’s Tomb by countless tens of millions of times, it would appear cone-shaped with a Temple at the top of the cone. On the conical surface, every certain distance, there lay a corpse of an Ancient God or an Ancient God Weapon, and outside the God’s Tomb, countless halos encircled the cone, forming a layer of Divine Light shield, protecting the God’s Tomb within.

“This Temple must be the burial mound of the God Tomb’s Owner.”

“The inheritance inside must be nothing ordinary.”

Internally contemplating, Han Yi’s expression became grave. After steadying himself, he began walking towards the Temple, and after ten steps, the Divine Might pressing down on him suddenly increased, causing his feet to falter slightly.

At this moment, he felt as if he were carrying the weight of the Immortal Spirit Realm on his back, a heavy pressure that made lifting his feet difficult.

After resting for three breaths, Han Yi had barely adapted to the overwhelming Divine Might and continued forward. Ten more steps and the pressure surged once again, as if he were bearing the weight of a Small Realm, its terrifying heaviness bending his waist.

This time, he took a full ten breaths to straighten his divine spine; his eyes shone with divine light as he took step by step forward at an extremely slow pace. Ten steps took him thirty breaths.

After another ten steps, as expected, an overwhelming Divine Might surged toward him, forcing him down on one knee, head lowered, unable to raise it.

“Huff, huff!”

The divine breaths he exhaled dissipated instantly under the Divine Might.

After an incense stick’s time, Han Yi finally straightened his divine body. The next ten steps took him an entire hour.

An hour later, as the Divine Might once again surged violently, his divine body cracked open, Divine Blood spraying out, revealing bone deep wounds.

He was pressed down to the ground, the immense pressure making it exceedingly difficult even to breathe.

Three days later, he shifted from prone to sitting crossed-legged; another month later, he could stand again.

But as he looked towards the distant Temple, he did not continue forward, instead shaking his head.

“With my strength, this is my limit.”

“These forty steps have already squeezed out my potential, allowing me to smoothly cultivate until the peak of Primordial Realm.”

“To keep going would be detrimental rather than beneficial.”

“This is the end.”

Han Yi’s thoughts were clear, without the obsession to obtain the inheritance of the God Tomb’s Owner.

Just as he turned to leave, he seemed to hear a deep sigh emanating from the Temple at the top of the God’s Tomb behind him.

After a slight pause in his steps, Han Yi did not linger and walked out of the area enveloped by the Divine Might, heading into the void.

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