There were no suns or moons in the mountains, and time flew past like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, four months had gone by.
"Huff! Huff! Huff!" Heavy breathing resounded as a rock as tall as a man actually floated in midair, moving very swiftly!
The scene was frightening enough!
But upon closer inspection, one would find that there was a pair of legs beneath the large rock—not that the rock had sprouted legs, but that someone was carrying it on their back, showing only their legs!
The weight of this big rock was at least 60,000 pounds; what terrifying strength was required to carry such a heavy stone and run with it?
Bang!
The large rock suddenly fell, hitting the ground and causing it to tremble violently. Tiny rocks were shaken up to half a meter high before they finally rustled back down.
Chu Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead, a confident smile on his face.
160,000-pound strength!
He had advanced to the Eighth Tier Great Mahayana Realm!
