Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

His body was like a piece of divine iron that had been tempered thousands of times, gradually emitting a brilliant light under the tempering of the power of laws.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged, like an ancient sculpture, standing in the ocean of endless power of law.

His eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was in great pain.

However, his aura became more and more powerful, his whole body exuded golden light, and every breath seemed to activate the power of laws around him.

The law of darkness was as thick as ink, shrouding him in darkness.

The law of the sword and the law of the knife intertwined into sharp sword energy, constantly cutting his body.

The law of force turned into a violent force, wreaking havoc in his body.

Under the influence of these laws, Ye Chen's body was constantly severely damaged, and then miraculously recovered.

The power of the law swept over like a violent storm, and Ye Chen seemed to be at the center of the doomsday explosion, which was extremely terrifying.

His body is like a piece of divine iron that has been tempered thousands of times, constantly reshaping itself under the ruthless destruction of the power of law.

Every impact of the power of law made him feel heartbreaking pain.

But his eyes became more determined, swallowing up all the pain.

The skin became charred by the burning flames, but it was rejuvenated by the baptism of thunder and lightning.

The meridians become stiff under the freezing of ice, but become flexible and tough under the cutting of sword energy and knife energy.

The muscles become tight under the squeeze of the law of force, and the bones become harder under the erosion of the law of darkness.

For a month, Ye Chen experienced unspeakable pain.

At this moment, his whole body was shrouded in golden light, like an immortal god, exuding a majestic and mysterious aura.

He slowly opened his eyes, with bright golden light shining in them.

A powerful breath burst out from his body, sweeping through the entire space like a violent storm.

The surrounding laws of power retreated under the impact of this breath, revealing Ye Chen's rock-hard body.

His skin seemed to be made of gold, shining with dazzling light.

The muscles are well defined and full of explosive power.

The bones are as hard as iron and feel like they can withstand all attacks in the world.

At this moment, Ye Chen has broken through the seventh level of the Nine-turn Golden Body Art and reached the eighth realm, which is Que Mansion.

He stood up, and every step he took caused the surrounding space to vibrate.

His fists were clenched, his muscles bulging, and he felt like he was filled with endless power.

A powerful aura emanated from him, exuding pressure.

He swung his fist lightly, and a low explosion was heard in the air, as if an invisible force exploded in the space.

Ye Chen felt the unprecedented power in his body, and his eyes shone with excitement.

He knew that he had entered a new realm and that the road ahead would be broader.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, his body sank suddenly, and he instantly disappeared from the shore and fell into the rolling sea of ​​magma.

The magma was rolling, red as blood, and the temperature was so high that it could even burn and distort space.

As soon as Ye Chen entered it, he felt a terrifying wave of heat rushing towards his face, almost swallowing him.

The scorching flames burned Ye Chen's skin, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

With Ye Chen's current physical strength, the magma could not harm him, but the burning pain was still there.

He clenched his teeth and endured the unspeakable burning pain. His skin made a "squeaking" sound under the burning of the magma.

However, he gritted his teeth and showed no intention of backing down.

Ye Chen silently recited the formula of the Nine Turns Golden Body Technique in his heart, and the power of his physical body was running wildly in his body to resist the heat of the magma.

His body shuttled through the magma, like a fiery red fish swimming towards the target.

A few hours later, Ye Chen finally arrived at the bottom of the towering mountain.

Looking up, I saw a huge, thick and simple stone door standing in front of me, like an entrance to another world.

The stone door is carved with ancient runes, flowing with mysterious light, revealing a sense of vicissitudes and majesty.

Ye Chen stood in front of the stone gate, his brows furrowed, a determined light flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and felt the tremendous physical strength surging in his body.

His entire body was enveloped in a golden glow that seemed to come from deep within his blood, flowing through every inch of his skin, illuminating his figure like a god descending from heaven.

His muscles were knotted like ancient tree roots carved by time, full of strength and tenacity.

He clenched his fists, and the muscles in his arms were like taut bowstrings, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The veins popped out under his skin, like winding streams, flowing with the majestic power in his body.

He suddenly shouted in a low voice, revealing endless arrogance and determination.

Then, he threw a punch, which seemed to have gathered all his strength and faith, and smashed hard into the ancient and heavy door.

A loud sound of gold and iron clashing echoed in the valley. The sound was like the earth shattering, deafening.

The door trembled violently under his punch, as if it would collapse at any time.

The entire mountain shook violently under the impact of this force, as if it was about to be pulled out from the ground.

The surrounding magma seemed to be enraged by this force and rolled violently. Red flames leaped in the darkness like the roar of an angry beast.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of this world, shocking the entire world with his unparalleled power.

The mysterious runes flowing on the stone door bloomed with dazzling light at this moment, competing with Ye Chen's punch power.

The light and the shadow of the fist intertwined to form a shocking picture.

The air was ignited at this moment, making crackling sounds, and the space was slightly distorted.

The golden light on Ye Chen's fist was bright, like a golden star blooming in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen felt a sharp pain in his right hand, as if he was being hammered. His facial features were distorted in a painful expression.

The skin on his right hand exploded instantly under the recoil of the power of the stone gate rune, and blood splattered everywhere. The golden blood looked particularly dazzling in the red magma.

At this moment, the bones felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, and a crack appeared quietly. Along with a subtle clicking sound, it felt like there was a risk of breaking at any time.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, enduring the pain that almost tore his soul apart, but although his body was shaking, his eyes were as firm as a rock and did not waver at all.

He stared at the target in front of him, and there was a hint of deep shock in his firm gaze.

Golden blood slowly overflowed from between his fingers, and each drop contained endless power. It dripped into the hot magma and instantly splashed with golden sparks.

Those sparks jumped in the darkness, dazzling like falling stars, bringing a rare light to this dark world.

Ye Chen took a few steps back, his body swaying slightly, but he had no intention of backing down.

He looked up at the majestic stone door, his eyes shining with unyielding light.

He knew that only by crossing this door could he find his own answers and uncover the truth of this world.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into an indomitable warrior who would never give up even in desperate situations.

Every movement and every look of his was full of strength and determination.

He knew very well that his strength was not enough to shake this mysterious door, but he was not discouraged.

Instead, he strengthened his faith and determined to find a way to open the door.

He looked down at his bloody right hand. The golden blood had solidified, forming a thin layer of golden blood scab.

He clenched his fists lightly and felt a sharp pain, but he didn't care.

He knew that this was the only way for him to become stronger. Only after going through countless hardships and setbacks could he become a truly strong man.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the edge of the red magma, surrounded by rolling heat waves and raging fire waves.