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Chapter 304: Altar Guardian
Sun Zhe stood at the foot of the mountain alongside two others, while the Sword Corps meticulously guarded them. Sun Zhe raised his gaze to the towering peak, and with his keen eyesight, he could clearly see the scene at the summit. A very ancient altar was floating in the air above, surrounded by a dense aura of Thunder Might.
Under the influence of this terrifying Thunder Might, the nearby area transformed into a brilliant deep purple hue. Strands of horrifying lightning roamed around the altar, turning the entire space into a terrifying thunder prison. Although he did not understand why this dreadful Thunder Might did not reach the foot of the mountain, Sun Zhe could imagine that the Thunder Might at the summit had undoubtedly reached a shocking level.
"Is that altar what you are looking for?"
Standing next to Sun Zhe, Nie Yuan also looked up at the altar in the sky. Seemingly sensing something, his black eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly asked Sun Zhe.
"Yes, that altar is exactly what I am looking for—the Thunder God Altar!" Sun Zhe stepped forward slowly, his expression becoming somewhat serious as he replied in a low voice.
"It seems there is something guarding that altar. Although I cannot see it, I can feel its presence. It seems even stronger than the Ancestral God Corpse I encountered before. As for how much stronger, I cannot tell, but it is likely not easy to deal with!"
At this moment, Martial Law also put away his smile and spoke seriously—a rare expression for him.
Letting out a slow sigh, a determined look flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes as he glanced at the Sword Corps Guard surrounding him. He seemed to regain some confidence; a glimmer shone in his dark eyes as he chuckled and said,
"Now that we have come this far, wouldn't it be a pity not to go take a look? Besides, we have so many Sword Corps comparable to Holy Rank and Divine Realm. Even if there is some formidable presence up there, it may not be able to deal with us. What do you think?" As he spoke, Sun Zhe's gaze turned toward Nie Yuan and Martial Law.
"That's right! This trip to Endless Abyss has truly opened my eyes. If we could see so many Supreme Combat Bodies and Ancient God Strongmen's corpses anywhere in Nine Continents, and even refine them into Sword Corps, then any unexpected events we encounter would just be our bad luck—there's nothing to regret," Martial Law replied boldly after hearing Sun Zhe's words.
"Since it has sensed our presence yet remains there without coming out, it must be under some kind of restriction or cannot easily leave that place. With so many Sword Corps protecting us, at worst we can block its advance long enough for us to escape. I have no objections."
Nie Yuan was clearly more cautious than Martial Law. After observing for a while, he reached this conclusion. He had no issue taking risks himself, but Sun Zhe was the future person of Blade Domain. His mission from the ancestor was to ensure Sun Zhe's safety; if they were truly facing a life-or-death situation, he would absolutely not agree to let Sun Zhe take such risks.
Upon hearing that both Nie Yuan and Martial Law agreed, a glimmer of excitement flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes. Although his status did not require him to seek their consent, both were powerful Saint Level Pinnacles who had shared hardships with him. Especially Nie Yuan, who was both a mentor and friend; having all three work together was something he hoped for.
"Since that's the case, let's go!"
The three of them were now at their peak state, and there was no need for the Sword Corpses to recover. Sun Zhe waved his right hand decisively and spoke.
As soon as Sun Zhe finished speaking, the three of them began to walk towards the mountaintop under the protection of the Sword Corpse Guard. Five hundred Holy Rank Sword Corpses led the way, while the remaining five hundred Holy Rank Sword Corpses formed a protective circle around them. The eight Divine Realm Sword Corpses were tightly guarding the three of them. Although they no longer felt fear in their hearts, they still took maximum precautions.
The group's speed was not slow, and they quickly reached the mountainside, getting closer to the altar at the mountaintop. As they ascended the mountain path, waves of terrifying Thunder Might surged towards them. The pressure from the Thunder Might grew stronger as they approached the summit.
"This Thunder Pressure seems to be increasing. The early-stage Holy Rank Sword Corpses can no longer withstand it!" Nie Yuan said with a grim expression, his eyes filled with deep concern. He hadn't expected such a situation on the mountain. If this pressure continued to increase, they might not even make it to the top themselves. Apart from Sun Zhe, everyone else was a Saint-Level Expert, which showed just how great the pressure from this Thunder Might was.
"Let them stay here; we will continue up," Sun Zhe said with a slightly darkened face, speaking without hesitation. As soon as he finished speaking, six hundred Sword Corpses remained behind.
After walking another hundred zhang, the Mid Saint Level Sword Corpses also had to stay behind, reducing the number of Sword Corpse Guards by more than two hundred.
After another incense stick's worth of time, over eighty late-stage Holy Rank Sword Corpses stopped halfway up. Apart from Sun Zhe and his two companions, only eight Divine Realm Sword Corpses and more than thirty Saint Level Pinnacle Sword Corpses remained in Sun Zhe's group.
"Bang!" "Bang!"...
A series of muffled sounds erupted as those Saint Level Pinnacle Sword Corpses were knocked back as if they had collided with a wall. They struggled to stand but could not take another step forward under the overwhelming Thunder Might.
"Sword Sovereign, I... Pfft!"
Martial Law's face turned pale as he involuntarily took two steps back, feeling as if he had been struck hard. He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood and could not move forward any longer. Looking at Nie Yuan beside him, his face was also flushed red, clearly reaching his limit. Compared to those Saint Level Pinnacle Sword Corpses, their physical strength was significantly weaker. Reaching this point was already the result of their utmost perseverance.
"You all... don't move forward anymore!"
Compared to the two, Sun Zhe was much better off. On one hand, he had refined the Supreme Battle Body, making his physical strength even stronger than an average Saint-Level Expert. On the other hand, Sun Zhe had cultivated Thunder Power, which significantly reduced the pressure from the Thunder Might on him, allowing him to be much more at ease than Nie Yuan and Martial Law.
"But you... sigh... if anything goes wrong, let those Divine Realm Sword Corps take the lead. You must escape immediately. Blade Domain is not lacking those Divine Realm Sword Corps; what it lacks is a leader with authority." Seeing the determination on Sun Zhe's face, Nie Yuan understood his intentions and sighed, speaking helplessly.
"I understand!"
Leaving behind those words, Sun Zhe continued to lead the eight Divine Realm Sword Corps toward the peak of the mountain. At this moment, he was less than two hundred zhang away from the summit. For him, that distance was not too far!
As they approached the mountaintop, the Thunder Pressure grew stronger and stronger. Sun Zhe began to feel that he could hardly hold on any longer. Brilliant Purple Lightning started to flicker in the surrounding area, terrifying Lightning Arcs danced around them. Countless purple arcs of electricity enveloped Sun Zhe and the eight Divine Realm Sword Corps, making them look incredibly fearsome, like nine Thunder War Gods.
"Bang!" "Bang!"...
The same scene occurred again beside Sun Zhe, but this time it was not the Saint Level Pinnacle Sword Corps retreating; it was the Initial Stage of Divine Realm Sword Corps!
The Initial Stage of Divine Realm Sword Corps could not withstand this terrifying pressure either. This demonstrated just how horrifying the Thunder Might had become. Sun Zhe and the eight Divine Realm Sword Corps were already surrounded by countless bolts of lightning. While those Sword Corps felt nothing, a long streak of blood had already appeared at the corner of Sun Zhe's mouth.
"Sun Zhe!!! Don't go up any further!!!"
A Roar of Madness came from below the mountain; it was Nie Yuan shouting angrily at Sun Zhe. Ever since Nie Yuan learned that Sun Zhe was Sword Sovereign Sun Jian, he had never called his name again—this was his first time! Although he still didn't know what kind of protection was on the altar above, it was clear that living under such terrifying pressure was not something they could provoke.
"You useless fools stay back!"
Sun Zhe shouted angrily as well. The Initial Stage of Divine Realm Sword Corps immediately obeyed his command and stopped advancing. However, a terrifying light flashed in Sun Zhe's eyes, and his entire face was filled with madness. He was unwilling—unwilling to let all his hard work go to waste after so much effort; unwilling to let the Thunder God Altar, which was only fifty zhang away from him, slip away just like that.
He cannot give up; he needs strength. He has so many people to protect, and he needs this Thunder God Altar!
The brilliant Star Point within his Left Eye spun rapidly, and the violent Thunder Power surged forth instantly. In an instant, he was enveloped by endless lightning, and the towering War Ancestor's Phantom appeared behind him, creating a space for him. An astonishing aura surged from his body.
"Take me up!!!"
With a roar, the Ancestral God Corpse immediately picked up Sun Zhe and charged upward. In the purple thunder hell, one person and one corpse rushed upward together. Under the overwhelming momentum, even the Purple Thunder seemed to show some fear, parting ways for them.
"Boom..."
A loud sound echoed as a black shadow flashed by. Sun Zhe's figure suddenly darted into the altar, while the Ancestral God Corpse was directly struck down by a Purple Shadow. The Sword Corpse in the mid-Divine Realm had no power to resist at all and was sent crashing down to the foot of the mountain.
"Hello, my friend. I am the guardian of this Thunder God Altar!"
Upon hearing this last sentence, Sun Zhe tilted his head and fell into a faint.
(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to *** (******) to cast your recommendation votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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