Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

But he ignored it. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the mysterious colorful beam of light.

Ye Chen closed his eyes tightly, mobilized the powerful spiritual power in his body, and carefully reached out towards the colorful light column.

In an instant, an ancient and majestic aura came over me, as if it was the whisper of a god that had traveled from the ancient times of the universe.

He felt countless wisps of divine aura slowly floating down from the top of the light column, these divine auras contained unimaginable energy and mysterious information.

Every strand seems to be telling the origin of the universe and the legends of the gods.

The powerful majesty made Ye Chen's soul tremble, but it also strengthened his determination to explore the mystery.

A bold idea gradually took shape in his mind, and Ye Chen firmly believed that this colorful column of light was most likely the passage to the divine realm.

Although this was just a guess without any solid evidence, his intuition told him that this was his only way out at the moment.

In this vast universe, he has experienced too many life and death tests, pursuing that faint ray of hope, and he has never retreated.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen mustered up his courage again and stepped towards the center of the colorful light column.

The further he went in, the pressure grew exponentially. It was an invisible yet omnipresent force, as if the entire universe was working together to stop him from moving forward.

Countless violent energy flows intertwined and collided with each other, forming invisible barriers that hit his body fiercely.

Every impact made the blood in his body surge, but Ye Chen gritted his teeth, took each step with difficulty, and activated the internal skills in his body, trying to absorb the violent energy.

However, as he was outside the Chaos Pearl, his cultivation had already reached a bottleneck. Although these energies were extremely huge, they could not be used directly by him.

But Ye Chen was not frustrated by this, because he still had the Chaos Pearl, a heaven-defying treasure.

He concentrated his mind and directed the surrounding energy to flow towards the Chaos Orb.

The Chaos Pearl was seen spinning slowly in his sea of ​​consciousness, emitting circles of soft and mysterious light, like a long-hungry beast, greedily devouring these powerful energies.

As energy continued to flow in, the chaotic energy within the Chaos Pearl became increasingly dense, as if giving birth to a whole new universe.

Time passed slowly in this fierce confrontation, and Ye Chen finally arrived in front of the light column.

At this time, the violent energy had gathered into an indestructible barrier, making it almost impossible for him to move.

His body was like a lone boat in a strong wind, swaying on the verge of collapse, but his eyes became more determined.

Ye Chen used all his strength to run his martial arts. A huge energy vortex formed around his body, madly devouring the energy in front of him, trying to open up a passage in this desperate situation.

The Chaos Pearl shone brightly in the sea of ​​consciousness, fully cooperating with Ye Chen's actions and absorbing this suffocatingly powerful energy.

Ye Chen tightly grasped the Divine Dragon Sword in his hand. This divine weapon that had accompanied him through countless battles now felt the determination of its master. It trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, gathered it on the sword, and then stabbed the colorful light column fiercely.

In an instant, the beam of light seemed like an enraged beast, releasing even more turbulent energy, desperately resisting Ye Chen's attack.

Ye Chen's brows were tightly furrowed, and a look of determination appeared on his face.

He released all the spiritual energy in his body without reservation. At the same time, the 3000 divine powers hidden deep in his soul also gushed out.

With the blessing of this unparalleled power, the light of the Dragon Sword suddenly surged, like a bright star, illuminating this mysterious space.

In this dazzling light, Ye Chen roared, and the Dragon Sword in his hand, with his indomitable momentum, pierced into the light column.

Immediately afterwards, his figure followed the Dragon Sword like a stream of light and directly penetrated into the light column.

In an instant, a powerful force wrapped him tightly and the scene in front of him became blurred.

Ye Chen only felt as if he was in a turbulence of time and space, and his body was pulled and twisted by endless energy.

But he remained conscious throughout, holding the Dragon Sword tightly, ready to face unknown challenges.

As the world spun around, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up, and a whole new world appeared before him.

As soon as Ye Chen stepped into the light column, an overwhelming pressure suddenly hit him from above, like a giant ancient mountain smashing down.

His legs bent instantly and his knees hit the dark clouds heavily, making a dull sound.

Ye Chen clenched his teeth, opened his eyes wide, and the veins on his neck bulged. He mobilized every muscle in his body to resist the terrifying pressure.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, cheeks, and back like a flood, soaking his clothes in an instant.

At this critical moment between life and death, Ye Chen's consciousness became increasingly clear. He knew that he could not just sit there and wait for death, but had to take the initiative.

So, he endured the severe pain brought by the pressure and quickly circulated the internal skills.

There was light flashing all around him, and the originally invisible energy was now like materialized silk threads, converging towards him madly.

A faint protective shield emitting colorful light formed around him, which allowed him to straighten his back and avoid being crushed.

At this moment, Ye Chen was like an ant under a thousand-foot waterfall. Every drop of water in the waterfall seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, hitting him hard.

Every impact made his bones rattle, as if it was going to crush his body inch by inch.

His internal organs were displaced by the shock and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, but he swallowed it back.

"No, this can't go on!"

Ye Chen roared in his heart.

He knew very well that even if this power could not directly harm him for the time being, such endless consumption would sooner or later exhaust his strength, leaving him like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

His eyes focused, and Ye Chen slowly raised the Dragon Sword in his hand.

This sword is his famous weapon, with mysterious and ancient patterns carved on the blade. At this moment, under this powerful pressure, it actually trembled slightly, as if echoing the tension and determination in the owner's heart.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and poured all the strength in his body into the sword without reservation.

I saw the Divine Dragon Sword shining brightly, and the originally silver sword body was now covered by a layer of rich colorful light. In the light, a dragon shadow appeared faintly, emitting bursts of low dragon roars.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Chen raised his head and let out an earth-shaking roar. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and slashed forward with all his strength.

In an instant, a dazzling colorful sword light flew out of the sword, like an angry dragon, rushing towards the top of the light column with bared fangs and claws.

Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound.

The surrounding energy gave way to this powerful force, forming a vacuum zone.

However, just as the sword light flew a short distance upwards, Ye Chen keenly noticed that its speed was gradually slowing down.

The energy in the light column rushed towards the sword light like a surging tide, forming a thrilling tug-of-war game between the two.

With every inch of ascent, the pressure increased, and the light on the sword became dimmer.

Ye Chen widened his eyes, staring at the sword light, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, blood dripping slowly through his fingers.

"How can this be? No, it must be possible!"

Ye Chen kept cheering himself up in his heart, and the blue veins on his forehead twisted like earthworms.

He tried to mobilize the strength in his body again, and through the connection with the Dragon Sword, inject more energy into the sword light.