Chapter 341 Why are you looking at me?

The old man was carried on the back of a ten-foot-tall iron-armored corpse. As it climbed upward, its body swayed, but the old man's upper body remained perfectly steady.

"Oh?" Suddenly, he looked down at Yan Chu, who was rapidly catching up from below, a fleeting, meaningful glint flashing in his eyes.

He was the Corpse-Driving Ancestor from Western Hunan.

His greatest pursuit in life was to search everywhere for the corpses of powerful experts, then refine them into zombies that he could command at will.

His love for corpses surpassed everything else.

With his discerning eye, he could tell at a glance that Yan Chu's Physical Body was supreme in this world, far surpassing other experts at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown level.

On the Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder, where both the Primordial Spirit and Qi Sea were Sealed, his performance based solely on his Physical Body was not the least bit inferior to the zombie beneath him, which showed just how extraordinary he was.

"What a good Physical Body! What good Materials!"

At this moment, a trace of greed could not help but surface deep within his eyes.

However, he did not act rashly.

Relying on himself alone, he did not have absolute certainty of taking down Yan Chu.

While waiting outside Heavenly Pillar Mountain, he had conversed with the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu and knew that although the person before him looked young, his strength was unfathomable.

He would have to wait until he reunited with the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu, the Mad Laughing Monk, and the others, then find an opportunity to eliminate this person.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Just as the Corpse-Driving Ancestor was turning over all sorts of evil thoughts, Yan Chu suddenly appeared not far from him, looking at him with an expressionless face.

Those distinct black and white eyes seemed to pierce through his hollow, invisible eye sockets and see directly into the depths of his heart.

The Corpse-Driving Ancestor felt a jolt in his heart; whites of eyes emerged within his pitch-black sockets, growing pupils, and he frowned as he said:

"Junior, what is it? Could it be that you are like a tiger's backside—not to be looked at or touched?"

Both of them were at the height of the eight-hundredth stone step, not far from the highest position.

At this height, the pressure of the Heavenly Ladder had become immense.

Many people with weak willpower or feeble Physical Bodies would find it extremely difficult to walk; there were few who had reached this height, and they were all currently focused on their journey.

Yan Chu quietly looked at the Corpse-Driving Ancestor, and suddenly, boom!

The Qi and blood throughout his entire body erupted like a furnace, and a pillar of blood-Qi smoke shooting up over ten zhang appeared above his head, shocking those climbing the Heavenly Ladder above and below.

To be able to erupt with such vigorous Qi and blood under the heavy pressure of the Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder was truly impressive and forced people to look at him with new eyes.

"What?!?" The Corpse-Driving Ancestor's expression stiffened.

Before he could say two more words, Yan Chu had already thrown a punch.

The blood-colored fist radiance, formed from the power of Qi and blood and carrying a great force capable of collapsing a thousand mountains, came crashing down violently.

"Junior, you are courting death!"

The Corpse-Driving Ancestor let out a strange cry, and his entire person leapt up dozens of zhang, landing on a higher part of the Heavenly Ladder.

Jingling-ling-ling! He tugged on the bell at his waist, and strange, rhythmic bell sounds rang out. The iron-armored corpse that had been focused on climbing roared, and grey-black corpse Qi rolled up into the sky, causing those climbing the Heavenly Ladder nearby to hurriedly dodge.

"Good!! They're fighting!!" Below, Crimson King Zhu Fengtong looked up and saw the scene above, his face showing great joy and a look of keen interest.

Not far from him at the same height, He Wuzhu and Prince of Zhenbei Li Shuoting also looked over, the two of them wearing different expressions.

The Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder was horizontally boundless, and the distance between each person was extremely far.

However, for the Heaven-Humans who had opened their Divine Treasury, even with their Primordial Spirit Sealed, they could clearly see what was happening based solely on their own eyesight.

Seeing that a great battle had broken out shortly after entering Heavenly Pillar Mountain, almost everyone immediately cast their gaze over.

"amitabha! Two Devil Heads are fighting; it is perfect to let the Corpse-Driving Ancestor, that old Devil Head, weigh the strength of this young Devil Head!"

The few high monks of the Buddhist sect, even on the Heavenly Ladder, had gathered together and were at a height similar to Yan Chu.

At this moment, the few monks were all leisurely and composed.

By now, most of the well-known Heaven-Humans had passed the first barrier and stepped onto the Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder; those capable of reaching this height were mostly experts who had opened the three Divine Treasuries.

Although they were enemies to each other, they tacitly did not take action.

They would wait until they were climbing the Heavenly Pillar to compete for supremacy.

Yan Chu was the first person to break this tacit understanding.

At the very top, Emperor Li Heming, Old Master Ge, and Empress Dowager Yuwen Feng had almost reached the summit, and at this moment, they could not help but pause to watch.

They all wanted to see with their own eyes whether Yan Chu was truly as powerful as described by Luo Jin and Princess Yunshu.

Roar! The zombie roared, revealing sharp fangs.

Its entire body of indigo-blue skin exuded an indestructible aura, and the wild wind kicked up by its punch almost caused several people below to lose their footing and fall off the Heavenly Ladder.

"Hahaha! My treasure, beat this ignorant boy to death for me! Remember, you must not damage his Physical Body; I want to refine a good brother for you!"

The Corpse-Driving Ancestor laughed heartily, and the bell shook even more violently.

This zombie relied entirely on his divine weapon, the Soul-Absorbing Bell, to be controlled, and it was completely unaffected by the Heavenly Ladder.

Boom! Yan Chu was neither sad nor happy, and his fist finally collided with the iron-armored corpse's fist.

Bang! Without any warning, the zombie's sandbag-sized fist exploded directly, blue-green blood splattered, and its entire body was sent flying by a great force, falling down toward the bottom of the Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder while roaring and screeching.

"What?!?" The Corpse-Driving Ancestor's eyeballs were about to pop out.

"How is this possible?!" He was full of disbelief.

This zombie was one he had dug up from the tomb of a general from a previous dynasty; that general was rumored to be an existence who had Cultivated Innate Fetal Respiration, and his corpse had remained uncorrupted for thousands of years.

He had also infused it with many precious treasures, making it even stronger than the Physical Body the corpse had possessed in life.

Yet now, it had its fist blown apart by a single punch from Yan Chu?

At this moment, Yan Chu looked at the Corpse-Driving Ancestor with a cold expression, causing his heart to skip a beat.

"Damn it!" The Corpse-Driving Ancestor cursed inwardly and hurriedly retreated.

Yan Chu leapt up, his body like a Dragon, treating the heavy pressure of the Bone-Breaking Heavenly Ladder as nothing, and pursued the other party at high speed.

This old, undying thing still dared to covet him.

The other party's malice just now was completely undisguised. Who did he think he was? Did he think I would just remain indifferent?

Crackle! Yan Chu leapt into mid-air, and on the stone steps that towered into the clouds, he brought down a Five-Thunder Strike from his Hidden Thunder fist technique.

Although he could not use True Yuan, the power of his Qi and blood alone was enough to produce a thunderous explosion.

Jingling-ling! Jingling-ling-ling!! The Corpse-Driving Ancestor's old face turned pale, and he shook the bell frantically.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist! Let's talk this over! Harmony is the most precious thing in all matters!"

Yan Chu's fist pressure was even more terrifying than the pressure of the Heavenly Ladder, leaving the Corpse-Driving Ancestor unable to do anything but scramble up and down the stone steps like a skinny monkey, not daring to face the fist head-on.

As he continued to shake the bell, the zombie that had been knocked hundreds of steps down used all four limbs to crawl rapidly back up.

The onlookers had long been shocked by this scene.

The Corpse-Driving Ancestor was also a figure who had been famous for nearly a thousand years; although he was not well-known in the Central Plains, no one dared to underestimate him.

Yet now, he was being chased all over the Heavenly Ladder by Yan Chu?