Chapter 1784

In the center of the Celestial Pool

"This kid's immortal technique has strengthened again?"

Yuan Hongwen frowned slightly. His gaze was fixed on Zhuowen, who was under the Bodhi tree. In that instant just now, when the ancient Buddha was about to shatter, a strange energy spread out from Zhuowen's body.

It was precisely by relying on this strange energy that the ancient Buddha's power instantly rose to the limit. Then, it blocked the terrifying tide-like pressure.

Moreover, Yuan Hongwen also discovered that this strange energy that had suddenly appeared was similar to the strange energy that had caused Zhuo Wen's speed to explosively increase. This caused Yuan Hongwen's eyes to narrow slightly.

When Zhuowen withstood the pressure for sixty breaths, everyone in the square was in an uproar. Even Pan Fei sighed as he stared at Zhuowen, who was still sitting cross-legged in the Celestial Pool, with a complicated expression.

"In sixty breaths of time, the immortal essence in my body is constantly accumulating and expanding under the effect of the immortal energy in the Celestial Pool. I'm afraid I'm not far from the intermediate stage of the Earthly Immortal Stage."

Zhuowen sat cross-legged on the Celestial Pool as he muttered to himself with a burning gaze.

After experiencing the enormous benefits of the Celestial Pond, Zhuo Wen knew that the longer he stayed in the Celestial Pond, the faster his cultivation speed would be. Therefore, if he had no other choice, Zhuo Wen would not easily leave the Celestial Pond.

As time gradually passed, the pressure in the Celestial Pool became more and more terrifying. The number of phantoms that flew above the Celestial Pool also slowly increased. After being supported by the Dao Intent, the power of the Immortal Technique Ask the Buddha had increased by too much. It was actually able to resist the invasion of this terrifying pressure.

When it reached the seventieth breath, even though the ancient Buddha was supported by the Dao Intent, it was still at the end of its rope. Traces of cracks began to appear on its surface, and these cracks became denser and denser. In the end, the entire ancient Buddha was enveloped in it.

Countless cracks also began to appear on the surface of the Bodhi tree below the ancient Buddha. Zhuowen slowly stood up. His gaze fell on the cracks on the surface of the ancient Buddha and he frowned slightly.

"Have I reached my limit?"

As soon as Zhuowen finished speaking, the ancient Buddha silhouette suddenly collapsed, bursting into countless golden lights. Then, a terrifying pressure surged out like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping Zhuowen.

"It seems that Zhuowen has reached his limit."

Everyone in the square heaved a sigh of relief. It was already inconceivable that Zhuowen, an early-stage Earthly Immortal, could hold on for 25 breaths of time. If Zhuowen continued to hold on, it would be really hard for them to accept.

Crash!

The pressure surged over like a tidal wave, instantly drowning Zhuowen. The moment the pressure drowned Zhuowen, his body began to emit an extremely blazing dark golden light.

Nine golden patterns began to surge out of his body and rapidly revolved around his body in an irregular manner.

At this moment, Zhuowen displayed his Perfection Saint Body. When the tidal wave of pressure faded away, Zhuowen's figure, who was sitting cross-legged, quietly sat on the Celestial Pool, motionless.

"I can feel that if I have a little more time, I will be able to break through to the Middle-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm."

Zhuowen's eyes flashed with a hint of passion. He did not hesitate to display his Perfection Saint Body to continue holding on, hoping to smoothly advance to the Middle-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Seventy-first breath, seventy-second breath … Until the 20th breath, Zhuowen's aura suddenly rose sharply, as if there was a terrifying prehistoric beast hidden in his body at this moment.

When this aura rose to the extreme, Zhuowen suddenly stood up. Around his body, countless Celestial Core Power manifested, creating an extremely terrifying and violent storm of Celestial Core Power.

At the same time, the pressure of the 21th breath filled the air, causing the entire Celestial Pool to be engulfed in a terrifying pressure. However, Zhuowen was not afraid. Following the soaring aura, he stomped his right foot. Suddenly, the terrifying pressure was completely annihilated by his aura.

"He broke through!

He broke through to the Middle-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm. "

At the instant Zhuo Wen used the powerful aura produced by his breakthrough to cancel out the pressure of the seventy-sixth breath, the square once again burst into an uproar. However, the expressions of He Yu and Jiang Zhe, who had some grudges with Zhuo Wen, became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Zhuowen's eyes were full of excitement. The benefits of the Celestial Pool were too great. It actually allowed him to directly break through to the Middle-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm. If he cultivated according to normal standards, he was afraid that he would need at least dozens of years to cultivate.

After Zhuowen broke through, the pressure of the 22th breath began to rise. Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. He looked at the monstrous pressure that rose to the sky. He knew that with his current cultivation, it would be difficult for him to resist the pressure of the 22th breath.

Since he had achieved his goal of breaking through to the Middle-stage of the Earthly Immortal Realm, he naturally did not need to ask for trouble and face an even more terrifying pressure.

However, just as he was about to leave the Celestial Pool, he suddenly felt a pain between his eyebrows. Then, his whole body shook. In his Sea of Consciousness, the Fuxi Cauldron, which was originally motionless, suddenly moved.

"The Fuxi Cauldron has recovered?"

Zhuowen was extremely surprised and felt extremely bitter. The Fuxi Cauldron had not recovered earlier or later. It just had to recover now. This caused him to be in deep trouble.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the pressure of the 22th breath attacked Zhuowen in an instant. It swept Zhuowen's entire body into the pressure. Soon, Zhuowen's figure was submerged in the pressure.

Naturally, Zhuowen's abnormal state was clearly seen by everyone. No one expected that Zhuowen would pause when he was about to leave.

"This kid was hit directly by the pressure of the 22th breath. I'm afraid he will be seriously injured!"

Pan Fei shook his head. He did not understand why Zhuowen had paused and missed the best opportunity to leave the Celestial Pool.

"This kid deserves it!"

He Yu and Jiang Zhe sneered. They wished that Zhuowen would die under the pressure of the Celestial Pool.

Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes flickered. There was an extremely slight worry in the depths of her eyes.

It wasn't just the people in the square, even the 65 plus Heavenly Immortal Realm experts that sat cross-legged on the meditation cushions revealed strange expressions. Especially Shi Ji, his brows knit together slightly, and he intended to make a move to rescue Zhuo Wen. However, he was stopped by Dou Hua.

"Brother Shi, do you still want to interfere in this Battle of the Gods?" Dou Hua said with a slightly cold gaze.

Shi Ji's eyes flickered. He glanced at the Celestial Pool and revealed a pondering expression. He did not make a move.

Naturally, Shi Ji was not afraid of Dou Hua, but he believed in Zhuowen. He knew that since Zhuowen had reached the 22th breath, it would not be so easy for him to be injured by the pressure. Moreover, he faintly knew the specific reason why Zhuowen had paused.

At this moment, amidst the countless pressures, Zhuowen was doing his best to activate his Perfection Saint Physique. In the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, Cheng Huang was excitedly spinning around the Fuxi Cauldron. It let out an extremely lascivious laugh. "Haha, the Fuxi Cauldron has recovered quite a bit!"

Zhuowen gritted his teeth as he stared at Cheng Huang, who was still laughing loudly, and said with extreme displeasure, "Bastard, I was caught up in this terrifying pressure because of you, and you actually still have the mood to laugh there."

At this moment, Cheng Huang also came back to its senses. It had also noticed the terrifying pressure around Zhuowen. Then, a strange look appeared in its eyes.

"This … Am I too lucky? The Fuxi Cauldron had just been repaired quite a bit, and I actually encountered the pressure of the Celestial Pool. This … Hehe!" Cheng Huang laughed again when he spoke up to this point, and he was even more lustful than before.

Cheng Huang's laughter made Zhuowen grit his teeth. He almost could not help but curse out loud. However, he forcibly suppressed it and said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you coming to help me?"

Cheng Huang chuckled and said, "It's just some pressure!"

As it spoke, Cheng Huang patted the Fuxi Cauldron with its small paw. Then, Zhuowen felt a suction force surge out from the Fuxi Cauldron. Then, this suction force attached to the surface of his body.

In an instant, the surrounding terrifying pressure was completely absorbed by this strange suction force.

Moreover, this suction force was extremely powerful. In a short while, it had completely absorbed the tide-like pressure around Zhuowen.

"Hmm?

This Fuxi Cauldron can actually absorb pressure? "Zhuowen's eyes flickered as he said in a deep voice.

Cheng Huang said in an old and experienced manner, "Of course. Due to the Stone of Origin, the Fuxi Cauldron has recovered quite a bit. A mere pressure is naturally not a problem for the Fuxi Cauldron, which has shocked both the past and present. Moreover …"

At this point, Cheng Huang's gaze suddenly fell on the illusory figures in the center of the Celestial Pool. A hint of obscure greed flashed in its eyes as it said, "The Fuxi Cauldron can even absorb the aura left behind by the ancient powerhouses in the Celestial Pool. Help me enter the center of the Celestial Pool."

Zhuowen's pupils constricted. He stared at Cheng Huang and said, "Are you crazy?

That place is too terrifying. If I enter, I won't be able to last a single breath before my body collapses and I die. "

Cheng Huang waved its hand and said, "Don't worry about that. Now that the Fuxi Cauldron has recovered quite a bit, the pressure in the Celestial Pool can't do anything to you. Go ahead."

Zhuowen's eyes flickered. When he recalled that the pressure had been easily absorbed by the Fuxi Cauldron, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards the center of the Celestial Pool.

At this moment, the crowd, who had been absent-minded because Zhuowen had broken through the seventy-seventh breath of pressure, revealed strange expressions when they saw Zhuowen stand up again and slowly walk towards the center of the Celestial Pool.

"What is Zhuowen trying to do?

Does he want to enter the center of the Celestial Pool? "The crowd discussed animatedly.

Dou Hua and the dozen or so Heavenly Immortal Patriarchs sitting on the praying mats revealed strange expressions. Clearly, they did not understand Zhuowen's actions.

"The center of the Celestial Pool is the source of the pressure. The pressure there is enough to kill any Earthly Immortal. Even a Heavenly Immortal would find it difficult to withstand. Could it be that this kid wants to enter that place?" Dou Hua's pupils constricted as he frowned.