Chapter 389: The monster is merely the threshold before Shen Qing

At the same time.

Primordial Mountain.

In the Ruins Flow Battlefield, there are many fragmented lands, just floating in the darkness.

And on an inconspicuous piece of land, there is an inconspicuous small mountain, which is precisely Primordial Mountain.

Primordial Mountain has slept in the Ruins Flow Battlefield for endless ages, and only recently did it finally welcome a new visitor.

It is Xu Luo of the Heavenly Eye Clan.

On Primordial Mountain there is a small path, with steps level by level leading straight to the summit.

Xu Luo walked up the steps, panting heavily as if he were an ordinary mortal, but not because his constitution was weak; rather, because there is pressure on the path of Primordial Mountain, and each step climbed increases the pressure.

Sweat poured from Xu Luo's forehead like rain, his face turned pale, and he was just a step away from collapse.

Yet his eyes showed no trace of fatigue, only excitement.

"Primordial Mountain is actually hidden here?"

"Who would have thought that the lost-for-ages Primordial Mountain would actually be hidden in the Ruins Flow Battlefield?"

"This is my opportunity, Xu Luo! I, Xu Luo, am destined to become the ruler of the Third Layer World!!"

Thinking of this, Xu Luo felt a surge of strength again, and he actually took another step up, but the pressure suddenly increased, a terrifying weight like a mountain pressing on his shoulders, and Xu Luo, unable to bear it, dropped to one knee on the step.

Yet Xu Luo's eyes grew even more excited; he looked ahead at a small pavilion, which was already his ninety-ninth ascent of Primordial Mountain over the past decades.

And now he finally approached that pavilion, located roughly at one-fifth of the way up Primordial Mountain.

According to the clan's records, reaching this pavilion grants the first wave of rewards.

But just then, voices came from behind.

"This is the place; according to the map, this should be that mountain."

"But I don't see anything special about this mountain; mountains like this are everywhere in my hometown."

"Hey, there's also a stele here; the writing is all crooked, somewhat like ancient script."

Shen Qing looked at the stele that Li Lun was pointing at, silent for a moment; the characters on the stele were exactly the same as those the giant beast had given him on his scales back then.

That confirms it; we haven't come to the wrong place.

Shen Qing lifted his head to look at Primordial Mountain, his gaze colliding with Xu Luo's.

Xu Luo's heavenly eye between his brows contracted sharply, his instinct telling him that Shen Qing was anything but ordinary.

Li Lun also saw Xu Luo: "He is Xu Luo, that Heavenly Eye Clan monster who, in a hundred years, ascended to the Divine Realm and grasped supreme power."

"I didn't expect he also came for this mountain, but why is he drenched in sweat?"

Divine markings flared around Shen Qing's eyes: "There is pressure on this mountain; each step upward requires bearing greater pressure."

At this moment Xu Luo also spoke: "It seems you also have a pair of good eyes; I can sense you are not ordinary either, also a monster."

"How about we race to see who climbs faster?"

Li Lun watched Xu Luo having climbed over a hundred steps, about to open his mouth to scold him for being shameless.

But Shen Qing spoke: "I accept your challenge."

Having said that, Shen Qing lifted his foot and stepped onto the stairs.

Xu Luo gave a light chuckle, already prepared to watch Shen Qing make a fool of himself, having made no preparation at all and stepping directly onto the stairs—surely he'd be crushed by the pressure and forced to kneel?

But as time passed second by second, Shen Qing remained utterly unmoved.

After a long while, Shen Qing spoke: "Is there really pressure?"

Xu Luo was about to open his mouth to mock, when he saw Shen Qing take the second step, onto the second stair, immediately followed by the third, fourth...

In barely the span of a breath, Shen Qing had already crossed several steps, yet his speed showed no sign of slowing.

Xu Luo's eyelids twitched wildly: "Hey hey hey, what kind of joke is this?"

"Where's the pressure? Say something!"

Watching Shen Qing grow faster and faster, Xu Luo panicked, hastily withdrew his gaze and looked toward the not‑far pavilion.

He strained with all his might to lift his foot and take a step, but the immense pressure felt like a planet pressing on his legs, leaving him completely unable to move.

Yet in the corner of his eye he could catch a black shadow climbing up at tremendous speed, drawing ever nearer.

Xu Luo roared: "How could I let you get ahead of me? Charge!!"

Xu Luo's right leg actually began to lift slowly, but just then Shen Qing's voice sounded.

"Sorry, let me pass."

A cool breeze blew past Xu Luo's ear; Shen Qing walked past him and directly stepped onto the stairs, showing no sign of pressure at all.

At that very moment, Xu Luo's last breath faded.

Bang bang bang!

Xu Luo tumbled over and over, rolling straight down to the foot of the mountain.

Xu Luo struggled to rise, sat kneeling on the ground, lifted his head blankly, and looked at Shen Qing's back at the pavilion.

"How could this be?"

At that moment Li Lun's voice also sounded.

"Xu Luo, you are indeed a monster."

"But a monster is merely the threshold before Shen Qing."