Chapter 545: Feng Haoyu is still a considerate guy

The fifth layer.

Lin Chen was rushing toward the entrance of the sixth layer. Along the way, he saw several figures hurriedly heading toward the entrance of the fourth layer. When these people saw Lin Chen walking against the flow, expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.

This time, Lin Chen did not continue to rely purely on his physical body to walk, but instead circulated the Immortal Art to resist the pressure. He was afraid that the time storm would have already spread over before he could reach the entrance.

One hour later.

At the entrance to the sixth layer, what Lin Chen did not expect was that he could still see a figure here: the man from the Wind Breath clan at the Fourth Stage of the Innate Realm.

Seeing the other party, Lin Chen nodded to him in greeting. Feng Haoyu also nodded, but his gaze toward Lin Chen was somewhat strange.

During this period, he had been staying in the fifth layer, but he had been staying in the depths of the fifth layer, so he was unaware of Lin Chen relying solely on physical strength to resist the pressure.

"The time storm is about to arrive."

Feng Haoyu spoke to remind him. He himself was going to enter the sixth layer. Could it be that this Lin Chen didn't know about the time storm and ran here?

"Thank you for the reminder."

Lin Chen expressed his gratitude, and then there was nothing more to say.

He didn't plan to enter the sixth layer so quickly; he was prepared to see what this time storm looked like. Anyway, he was now at the entrance to the sixth layer and could enter at any time.

Feng Haoyu did not expect that Lin Chen would have nothing more to say after a "thank you for the reminder." He had already told him that the time storm was about to arrive and if he didn't leave, it would be too late. At that time, he would only be able to hide in the sixth layer, and once he stepped into the sixth layer, he feared he wouldn't be able to stay for even a quarter of an hour before having to leave.

If he retreated now, he could still stay in the fourth layer for another month or so.

However, he was not familiar with Lin Chen and did not have the friendship to explain these things. His reminder was already considered enough; if this Lin Chen didn't leave, then so be it.

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chen finally saw the time storm. The moment he saw the storm, his pupils shrank, and Feng Haoyu on the side didn't look much better, also constantly gasping in cold air.

In front of the two, the world was a vast expanse of gray. Everything was being swept up by an invisible existence at this moment, but soon it was annihilated and disappeared, as if an invisible monster was devouring everything.

The time storm cannot be looked at.

It was not just everything in front that was destroyed; both Lin Chen and Feng Haoyu felt fluctuations appearing in the surrounding space, which began to become unstable.

Three breaths later, Feng Haoyu reacted. Without any hesitation, his figure flashed and entered the sixth layer.

Lin Chen also took a deep look at the time storm in front of him and followed Feng Haoyu into the sixth layer.

The sixth layer of the Thousand-Fold Secret Realm. The moment Lin Chen's figure pierced through the entrance...

Boom!

A spatial pressure several times more terrifying than the fifth layer, which could be called world-destroying, suddenly descended!

This pressure was no longer a simple heavy burden; it was more like billions of invisible iron chains instantly tightening around every inch of his skin, flesh, bone marrow, meridians, and even the depths of his soul. The faint glaze luster on his body surface, tempered in the fifth layer, was instantly pressed to the point of dimness and cracking.

"Ah!"

Lin Chen could not suppress a low roar of extreme pain from his throat. His whole body felt as if it had been hit hard on the spine by an invisible divine mountain. Blood seemed to stop flowing under the high pressure, his internal organs were twisted and squeezed, and his eyeballs were swollen with pain, almost bursting. This was no longer just difficulty in walking; this was a torture where even maintaining "existence" itself became a form of cruelty.

Feng Haoyu, who had entered a step ahead, had just stabilized his figure near the entrance. He also looked serious, the veins on his forehead jumping. When he saw the overwhelmed posture of Lin Chen the moment he stepped into the sixth layer, a trace of "as expected" first flashed in his eyes, but when he stared closely at Lin Chen's situation, he was stunned.

Lin Chen was actually not circulating any cultivation technique, using the innate power within his body to resist this pressure; he was purely using his physical body to resist.

Where did this madman come from?

Where did this courage come from?

Lin Chen was, of course, not a madman. After determining that his physical body could hardly resist this pressure, he also began to circulate the Immortal Art within his body. After the innate power flowed through his entire body, he felt a bit better and began to pant heavily.

He had originally thought that after being tempered by the fifth layer, his physical body would be able to adapt to the sixth layer. Now it seemed he had been too wishful; he had to adapt step by step.