Chapter 1256

Chapter 1256: The Chaotic Great Saint Is Your True Goal

Lately, the ten-mile-long circular road has turned into a nightmare for all the disciples in the sect.

Even the strongest, like Wang Xuanxin and Xiong Li, could only manage to walk a little more than half of it.

Though it’s a nightmare, it’s also the ultimate goal for every disciple.

Whenever they get a chance, they rush to the secret realm to take on the circular road.

One day, Han Feiyu arrived once again at the entrance of the circular road via the teleportation formation.

The relentless pressure continuously battered Han Feiyu’s spirit and essence.

"Senior Brother Feiyu, today we’ll make it to the four-mile marker, even if it kills us," Jian Wujie said, clenching his fists tightly.

Last time, both of them had collapsed just a hundred meters short of that four-mile marker.

"Alright, today we’ll make sure Grape has to teleport us back," Han Feiyu said, his eyes fixed on the circular road with determination.

Whenever a disciple reaches their limit and starts damaging their essence, Grape forcibly sends them back to the sect.

Because so many disciples were challenging the circular road, Grape created ten thousand identical venues.

Han Feiyu and Jian Wujie shuffled along the circular road like elderly women taking a leisurely stroll.

The endless pressure weighed heavily on them, making it feel like even the slightest breeze could knock them over.

"You two made it too. How far did you get last time?" a voice called out from behind them.

Struggling, the two turned their heads to see Wang Xiangchi and said, "Master, this place is a bit tricky, so we won’t bow to you properly."

Bending down here might mean never standing up again.

"I get it. Let’s walk together," Wang Xiangchi replied.

Wang Xiangchi was in slightly better shape than his two disciples, but not by much—it was like the difference between an old man and an elderly lady.

So, the three of them trudged slowly along the circular road.

"Master, I heard some rumors that the new area in the sect is for…" Jian Wujie began.

"That’s right. It’s all true. My old man wants to gather all his confidantes from his past life," Wang Xiangchi said calmly, having come to terms with it by now.

"Should Feiyu and I prepare some gifts then?" Jian Wujie asked.

"What kind of gifts could you possibly bring? If you’re short on Xuanhuang aura lately, just stick with me when we greet my aunts. I guarantee you’ll leave with your pockets full."

"Feiyu, are you coming?" Wang Yulun turned to his first disciple.

"I’ll go with Wujie. I’ve heard Master’s aunts are at least at the Saint level. I want to see what that’s like," Han Feiyu said, recalling the illusion he experienced in front of the Master Ancestor.

"Alright, when they arrive, I’ll call you both to join me," Wang Xiangchi said with a smile.

As they chatted, the three of them had unknowingly covered a mile.

Given their current state of spirit and essence, they could still keep going for a while without much trouble.

Just then, as they continued their slow progress, Qian Bing, supported by two puppets, moved step by step ahead of them, outpacing the trio.

"Senior Brother Qian, isn’t that cheating?" Jian Wujie pointed at Qian Bing, clearly annoyed.

"This isn’t cheating; the puppets are part of my strength," Qian Bing chuckled, thinking of a quick way to pass through.

A one-inch round Primordial Purple Qi crystal is still valuable; he couldn’t let it go.

Qian Bing didn’t pay much attention to the three people and quickly left with the help of the puppets.

However, the two puppets didn’t last long and shattered into scraps just fifty zhang ahead of the three.

A heart-wrenching cry echoed, sounding as if a beloved family member had passed away.

"My two top-level Golden Immortal puppets!!"

"In this place, anything with spirit will be affected by the World Weight power," Wang Xiangchi said lightly.

"Then why are the Engineering Puppets from the sect unaffected?" Jian Wujie pointed wearily toward a distant puppet mining area.

"Your Master Ancestor placed wide road protection on them, so they are naturally not affected," Wang Xiangchi explained.

At that moment, Wang Xiangchi noticed something.

"Feiyu, why are you so quiet today? Did something sad happen?"

As a good master, he needed to care both about life and cultivation.

Han Feiyu merely shook his head and said nothing.

An hour later, fifty meters from the four-mile marker, Wang Xiangchi and Jian Wujie had already collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at Han Feiyu, who was still gritting his teeth and slowly moving forward.

"Master, no chatting during the next challenge," Jian Wujie suggested.

As soon as he finished speaking, two bundles of holy light surrounded them and forcibly teleported them back to the Hidden Spirit Sect.

Meanwhile, Han Feiyu continued to grit his teeth, enduring the discomfort brought on by his spirit and essence, inching forward a little at a time.

He was just three zhang away from the four-mile marker.

At that moment, a strong hand slapped Han Feiyu on the shoulder.

"Not bad, Feiyu; I never realized you were this strong before," Xiong Li’s deep voice rang out.

Then a surge of Holy Sun power enveloped Han Feiyu, forcibly teleporting him back to the Hidden Spirit Sect.

Xiong Li stared blankly at the hand hovering in the air.

"I hope the wealthiest one won’t be angry."

Han Feiyu, teleported back to Hidden Spirit Island, had a dazed look in his eyes.

He was just about to reach the four-mile marker but ended up being slapped away at the last moment.

"Senior Brother Xiong Li, I hate you!!"

In the courtyard, Xu Fan lounged leisurely in a reclining chair, watching the news from the Three Thousand Realms while unlocking the system runic sphere.

At that moment, a figure slowly landed in the courtyard.

"Master, your disciple has returned," Xu Gang announced.

Recently, Xu Gang had been training in the Chaotic Mist Area.

"What did you gain from the Chaotic Mist Area?" Xu Fan asked with a smile.

A ball of chaotic spirit fire appeared in Xu Gang’s palm, causing waves of spatial fluctuations.

If that chaotic spirit fire were a bit more powerful, it could burn through space.

"Not bad; you’ve grasped the Chaos Great Path Laws, and I believe it won’t be long before you reach the status of a quasi-saint," Xu Fan said, feeling pleased.

"Master, I want to comprehend the Chaos Five Elements Path before advancing to a quasi-saint," Xu Gang replied respectfully.

"That’s fine; with your current strength, grasping the Chaos Five Elements Path will allow you to barely reach quasi-saint," Xu Fan said thoughtfully.

A jade plate exuding chaotic aura floated in front of Xu Gang.

"This contains the overall principles of the Chaos Five Elements Path, summarized by me, which will aid you in comprehending it," Xu Fan explained, having prepared such things for his disciples long ago.

"Thank you, Master."

"We’re family, no need for formalities. You will be my representative, so it’s best if you become stronger," Xu Fan gently swayed in his chair.

"I understand, Master; I will definitely become a Great Saint-level Powerful Being in the future," Xu Gang said with determination in his eyes.

"A Great Saint-level Powerful Being?"

"You are my first disciple; that’s too small a vision."

"The Chaotic Great Saint should be your true goal."