Can you bear this heavy burden of nine heavens and ten earths?
Huikong's words were like an extremely sharp sword piercing Hao Wuji's soul.
This made Hao Wuji's already somewhat frivolous steps even more chaotic, and he almost fell over.
Just when Hao Wuji was about to lose his balance, he gritted his teeth and tensed up his whole body.
This kept him from falling.
He barely managed to steady his body and stopped shaking.
Seeing this situation, Huikong nodded with satisfaction, but looked at Miluo Palace.
"Go ahead, take up the weight of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and walk step by step to the position of the Supreme Being of the Nine Heavens."
"This is the path you must take, and it is also the final test for you by the Holy Son."
"Don't let down the expectations of the Holy Son."
After Huikong finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted Hao Wuji's shoulder lightly, leaving behind a trace of his Buddha's power.
"This is a small help from the young monk. I hope that Donor Hao will continue to move forward."
"Live up to your trust!"
Hao Wuji looked at Huikong and took a deep breath.
"Thank you!"
He said these two words firmly, then turned around and stared at Miluo Palace, which was only a dozen steps away.
Hao Wuji knew that he had to carry this extremely heavy golden chair into Miluo Palace.
This is your own trial.
If he can't even make it this far, then why is he talking about becoming the Lord of Nine Heavens?
It's a joke.
As Huikong said, this pure gold chair symbolizes the weight of the nine heavens and ten earths.
If you want to become the Lord of Nine Heavens, how can you not be able to bear such a heavy burden?
"I, Hao Wuji, have had three ups and downs. I was once the son of a high-ranking immortal, and I was also the most unbearable rebel god under the eighteen levels of purgatory."
"I've been through everything."
"This time, I will definitely go to that point!"
"I swear I will never look back! I will never fall down!"
Hao Wuji's mind was as firm as a rock that could not be broken by lightning.
He stepped forward and walked towards Miluo Palace step by step.
But the pure gold seat on his back seemed to be constantly exerting force, causing severe pain all over Hao Wuji's body, and his back even seemed to be about to split.
The legs are unusually heavy.
Every step I take involves tremendous pain and tremendous pressure.
But he didn't say a word and walked forward abruptly.
Even though there were many cracks on his body, Hao Wuji didn't care at all.
He knew very well that he had reached the most critical moment.
If you put down this chair because you can't bear the heavy burden on your body, then you will never be able to hold the position of Lord of the Nine Heavens.
The distance that originally came in an instant, Hao Wuji walked for a long time this time.
It was as if he had been wandering around in the first half of his life.
Until he stood in front of the gate of Miluo Palace, it only took one step to enter.
But he felt that his strength had been exhausted.
There is absolutely no support for him to take this step.
Even the pure gold Taishi chair on his back could no longer be carried.
"Can't I even enter the Miluo Palace?"
Hao Wuji couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
.
"no!"
"I can still hold on!"
The remaining power in Hao Wuji's body surged out instantly, no longer caring whether the immortal body would collapse under the pressure.
I tried my best to take that crucial step.
Buzz!!!
Hao Wuji carried the pure gold Taishi chair and walked into Miluo Palace.
"Amitabha."
Witnessing all this, Huikong recited a Buddha's name deeply.
"The Holy Son's painstaking efforts were not in vain after all."
"It seems that Donor Hao is indeed capable and can shoulder the heavy burden of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths."
Inside Milo Palace.
A lot of people are still gathering here.
Everyone stared at each other, no one said anything, but no one left.
The aura incarnation of the Nine Heavens Immortal is sitting on the throne of the Immortal, as calm as a mountain, with a calm gaze.
He can sit on the throne of the Immortal without any hindrance, but no one else can.
This is enough to show that the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord itself is different from all the gods in the Immortal Court.
He was recognized by the Immortal Throne, and even recognized by the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
He is one of those who can shoulder heavy burdens.
"I'm finally back."
Jiutian Immortal Lord looked far away and saw Hao Wuji taking that step into Miluo Palace.
Buzz!!!
When Hao Wuji's figure appeared, everyone present also looked towards Hao Wuji.
But when they saw Hao Wuji's appearance, they all looked shocked.
Why did you come in carrying a chair?
Especially this chair, why does it look so exaggerated and vulgar?
"Young Master, what are you doing?"
A rebel god wanted to speak, but he saw that Hao Wuji's face was particularly solemn and his body was already shaky. He immediately stopped talking for fear of affecting Hao Wuji.
And Long Da and the others were all looking at the solid gold chair.
"This is the thing named Ye."
Yang Dingtian curled his lips, with an obvious look of fear in his eyes.
They all could see that this solid gold chair must have been made by Ye Qingyun.
It contains the original energy of the great road.
It can be called a great treasure!
Seeing Hao Wuji looking laborious and heavy, people from the Immortal Courtyard immediately wanted to rent it.
"No."
The Nine Heavens Immortal Lord immediately spoke out and scolded him.
To be continued...