At this mont, Ye Feng’s expression was sowhat astonished because as soon as he stepped onto the staircase leading to the 100,000-ter platform, a stream of Rule Power suddenly appeared in the void around him.
Yes, it was Rule Power!
This was indeed the power that belonged to a Seventh Order Strongman!
What was even more exaggerated was the vast number of these Rule Powers, which were so massive that it was impossible to dodge them, the only option was to withstand them head-on.
"This... Maybe it’s just for show!"
Clutching at straws, Ye Feng reached out with his roots towards a mass of Rule Power in front of him, edging closer.
This was a mass of Water Rule Power but, as Ye Feng’s roots approached, the Rule Power instantly transford into myriad streams of high-speed water, slicing his roots into segnts.
"Damn it, this is really the attacking power of a Seventh Order Strongman! Is this really a trial ant for Sixth Order Creatures?"
Ye Feng’s face twitched; he felt that even if he pulled over a Seventh Order Strongman and allowed him to unleash his full strength, it might still be impossible to pass this trial.
Because the amount of Rule Powers scattered in the void was just too overwhelming.
If each stream of Rule Power was equivalent to an attack by a Seventh Order Strongman,
Then reaching the platform at 100,000 ters would an withstanding the attacks of a Seventh Order Strongman at least 10,000 tis.
Even though these attacks didn’t all co at once, it was still enough to kill a Strongman of the sa realm a hundred tis over.
Ye Feng slowly exhaled, but no matter what, he had to keep pushing upward. It was a catch-22 situation.
So without any further hesitation, he opened all his roots and prepared for defense before charging upwards.
Boom boom boom!
Hiss hiss hiss!
Puff puff puff!
The continuous roars and explosions resounded one after another.
Ye Feng found that the Rule Powers within this final stretch were all the Seven Basic Rules.
However, when these basic rules launched their attacks, besides the power of the rules themselves, they also ca with their inherent properties.
For example, when the Fire Rule attacked, not only did it unleash violent Rule Power, but it also ca with a sky full of flas.
Seeing this, Ye Feng naturally couldn’t neglect using his Ability to Control Heaven and Earth to assist while using his roots to defend.
When facing the Fire Rule, he would condense balls of water on his roots to counteract the flas.
When facing the Thunder Rules, he would gather thick layers of earth on his roots to mitigate as much of the lightning damage as possible.
Of course, these thods could only mitigate the damage caused by the associated elental attacks, but they couldn’t negate the harm caused by the Rule Powers themselves.
After all, Rule Power is a force far more advanced than Spiritual Energy, and its sheer brute force alone could easily crush Ye Feng’s roots.
Basically, with each defense against a Rule Power attack, Ye Feng had to sacrifice at least twenty to thirty roots as the price.
And the sheer density of these Rule Powers was so great that the growth rate of the roots couldn’t keep up with the speed of destruction.
Seeing this, Ye Feng had originally wanted to slow down his pace, but found that it was impossible.
That was because these Rule Powers would be quickly reborn after being depleted.
Even standing in place, he would continually be attacked by the newly spawned Rule Powers. The best strategy was to rush to the finish line as quickly as possible.
"Damn it, I’m going all out."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth, sending out the last batch of his roots, keeping only ten for maneuvering.
His Life Healing Ability was also brought to its limit; in these circumstances, Ye Feng’s roots could grow 100 ters every second.
With such a restoration speed, even if he were fighting a Seventh Order Strongman, the opponent couldn’t harm him.
However, the situation now was different as he was subjected to attacks by a dozen or twenty Rule Powers every second,
Equivalent to being under constant assault from more than a dozen Seventh Order Strongn.
In such dire straits, Ye Feng’s 600 roots, even though they kept regenerating, were overall steadily shortening in length.
Fortunately, this path eventually did co to an end. When only 500 ters of Ye Feng’s 600 roots remained, he finally cleared the last stretch and reached the platform at the peak of Rule Mountain.
"Whew! Thank goodness I made it, or I would have had to use even my last resort." Ye Feng couldn’t help but sigh with relief.
Now the roots asured only the last 500 ters, which was roughly one-tenth of their original length, almost touching his safety threshold.
If they kept shortening, he would have to mobilize the Rule Powers he got from Ling and the Angel Strongman, enhancing his roots for defense.
At this mont, he rapidly circulated his Life Healing Ability, and all the damaged roots grew back at an incredible speed; within a minute, they would recover as before.
Of course, Ye Feng’s attention was now mostly on those Eighth Order Strongn below.
Because by now, they’d also crossed the 90,000-ter platform and were making their way to the mountain’s summit.
Ye Feng was keen to see how they would manage to traverse such a perilous area.
It must be noted that these individuals simply did not possess his kind of Restoration Ability.
Although these Eighth Order Strongn were frightfully powerful, even when constrained like this and using secret techniques, they could match an average Seventh Order Strongman.
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