Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques-Chapter 701 - 238: Lu Changsheng Annihilates 100 Saints in 1 Strike! Stir in Heavenly River Sacred Land! _3
Disciples of the Holy Land might not be invincible among those of the same rank, but they can certainly sweep through vast numbers of martial artists at their level from the outside world.
The disciple took a deep breath, and said solemnly, word by word: "Elder Liu, this Saint Lu is no ordinary person."
"Not only did Lu Changsheng, with his Divine Power Body, reverse and slay a Martial Saint, but more importantly, the divine skill he has condensed is nothing less than Infinite Divine Power! And not just one—he has mastered three Infinite Divine Powers."
"When Lu Changsheng ascends to Martial Saint, he will undoubtedly forge a Sacred Body. A Sacred Body built on the foundation of Infinite Divine Power will surely rank among the very pinnacle of Sacred Bodies."
"The strength of Lu Changsheng is such that it may be difficult for anyone among Human Saints to match him..."
"Swoosh."
Elder Liu’s face changed dramatically in an instant.
"What did you say?"
"A Sacred Body forged on the foundation of Infinite Divine Power?"
"How could an outsider martial artist possibly condense Infinite Divine Power?"
"Could this just be baseless rumors from the outside world?"
Elder Liu found it almost impossible to believe the disciple’s account.
Infinite Divine Power!
That’s Infinite Divine Power!
As a martial artist of the Holy Land, Elder Liu understood all too well what Infinite Divine Power signifies.
The Holy Land has a long lineage, producing countless astonishingly talented martial artists.
However, among those countless disciples, anyone capable of condensing Infinite Divine Power would undoubtedly be one of the most extraordinary figures in the entire history of the Holy Land.
There is no doubt!
As long as one could condense Infinite Divine Power, they would possess a historically exceptional talent within the Holy Land!
Elder Liu knew that Lu Changsheng might have a fearsome reputation in the outside world, perhaps even being an overlord of his domain.
But he never thought that Lu Changsheng would be so extraordinary, to the extent of condensing Infinite Divine Power.
He even suspected that this news of Lu Changsheng mastering Infinite Divine Power might be a mere embellishment of the truth.
Yet, the disciple did not respond.
After all, even if rumors from the outside world were exaggerated, a matter as significant as Infinite Divine Power would not likely be misreported.
Elder Liu’s expression grew grim.
He could only gaze in the direction Lu Changsheng had departed.
He wondered whether Lu Changsheng’s Sacred Body, forged with Infinite Divine Power, could pass the Title Elder’s assessment?
At this moment, even Elder Liu felt uncertain in his heart.
Lu Changsheng was unaware that Elder Liu’s confidence had begun to waver.
Following Elder Feng, he eventually arrived at a towering stone tower.
The stone tower pierced the sky, appearing mighty and imposing.
Elder Feng spoke calmly: "Friend Lu, this is the Tower of Saints. Normally, Martial Saints use this place to spar and exchange insights. The Tower of Saints itself is an incredibly powerful cosmic artifact, one that even Heaven Saints cannot destroy."
"Within the Tower of Saints, as long as you pass the assessment, you can become a Title Elder of the Heavenly River Sacred Land!"
Lu Changsheng nodded. "How many Martial Saints must I face?"
"To pass the test for an ordinary elder, you must face ten Martial Saints."
"For the Vice Hall Master’s rank, the test is thirty Martial Saints."
"But for the Title Elder’s test... it is one hundred and eight Martial Saints!"
Elder Feng’s words caused Lu Changsheng’s pupils to constrict sharply.
"One hundred and eight Martial Saints?"
Lu Changsheng felt a chill in his heart.
Against ten or thirty Martial Saints, one could still strategize.
But one hundred and eight Martial Saints—this was undeniably a "quantum leap" in difficulty, an astronomical level of escalation.
"Yes, one hundred and eight Martial Saints."
"In the Tower of Saints, you are allowed to surrender."
"But if you apply for the Title Elder test, the combined strike of one hundred and eight Martial Saints may not even give you the chance to surrender—one strike will end you."
"This is why the death rate for the Title Elder test is so high. If you fail, it almost always means death."
"If you choose to give up now, it’s not too late. In the Tower of Saints, the Martial Saints can channel their powers together, forming a collective whole. Their unified attack is earth-shattering."
"If you back out now, you still have time."
Elder Feng clearly lacked confidence in Lu Changsheng.
He explained everything plainly.
Once Lu Changsheng stepped into the Tower of Saints, he would truly be facing a life-or-death scenario.
Inside the Tower, the combined might of the Martial Saints used its unique environment to fuse their powers seamlessly.
The resulting power was unimaginably terrifying.
Even for ordinary elders, the combined strength of ten Martial Saints was a daunting hurdle to overcome.
Let alone facing one hundred and eight Martial Saints.
"Thank you for your concern, Elder Feng."
"But Brother Lu still applies for the Title Elder test."
With that, Lu Changsheng strode decisively into the Tower of Saints.
A flicker of surprise crossed Elder Feng’s eyes.
"He does have courage, and confidence as well."
"Let’s see—just where does his confidence come from?"
With these words, Elder Feng followed closely, stepping into the Tower of Saints as well.
"Buzz."
As Lu Changsheng entered the Tower of Saints.
He immediately felt darkness envelop him.
It was as if he had stepped into another realm.
Lu Changsheng understood that this must be the internal space of the Tower of Saints.
As a fearsome cosmic artifact, it was no surprise that the Tower contained its own spatial dimensions.
Lu Changsheng did not rush.
He waited in absolute stillness.
He knew that if this were an assessment, the one hundred and eight Martial Saints would inevitably appear.
While Lu Changsheng stood there in silence, Elder Feng was already moving through the Tower of Saints.
With a few adjustments to the Tower’s controls, he relayed a message through its many internal spaces.
"Martial Saints, someone has applied for the Title Elder test. All one hundred and eight Martial Saints, report to your positions immediately!"
The announcement echoed across the entire Tower of Saints.
The Tower had numerous internal spaces.
Each Martial Saint occupied their own dimension.
But as Elder Feng’s voice resounded, the Martial Saints within the Tower reacted with astonishment.
