Chapter 629

Chapter 629

The thousand-year-old Ganoderma fell on the top of the steps. Seeing this scene, Guardian Michael

and Zen tossed their herbs upward as well. It was obvious that whoever reached the top first would

get these three priceless treasures!

Upon seeing the three treasures, the eyes of thousands of martial artists burned with desire, and a

hint of greed flashed in their eyes. However, no one dared to snatch them away. Everyone knew that

these three treasures were not something they could touch. Anyone who dared to act would

undoubtedly die!

For a moment, Chris, Guardian Michael, and Zen attracted everyone's attention. Chris approached

Peter Jefferson and whispered, "Old man, don't let me down! I've taken out the thousand-year-old

Ganoderma for you!" It turned out that Chris had proposed the bet with Guardian Michael and Zen

because Peter Jefferson had said that he could help Chris reach the top.

Peter Jefferson rolled his eyes and said, "Don’t worry! As long as you do as I say, I guarantee you'll

be the first to reach the top, enter the ancestral tomb, and seize the Dragon Emblem fragment!" At

these words, Chris took a deep breath. Although the old man was sometimes unreliable, Chris had

no choice but to believe him at this point. After all, he had come here for the Dragon Emblem

fragment. He couldn't just give up because of these steps, right?

Chris stood before the steps and glanced at Guardian Michael and Zen, saying, "Alright, we can

begin!" Guardian Michael and Zen snorted coldly, ignoring Chris.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! In an instant, three figures soared towards the steps. "Go, Master!" "Go,

Master!" "Go, Master!" Seeing the three of them rushing up, Tiger, the royal guards, and Morton

immediately started cheering.

The people from the Ghost Sect were not to be outdone. Patrick Jefferson and Shane Sample led

the cheering for Guardian Michael. "Go, Guardian Michael!" "Go, Guardian Michael!" "Go, Guardian

Michael!” Seeing Tiger and Patrick Jefferson cheering, Ashley Solo, who didn't get along well with

Zen, joined in as well. After all, Zen represented the face of the Middleton Alliance at the moment. If

Zen lost, the Middleton Alliance would be utterly humiliated. "Go, Chief Guardian!" "Go, Chief

Guardian!" "Go, Chief Guardian!"

For a moment, the cheers shook the sky, and the birds in the valley were startled into flight. As for

the other martial artists, they simply watched. No matter who won among the three, it had nothing

to do with them. They stayed not because they wanted to leave, but to seize the opportunity to

snatch the Dragon Emblem fragment.

Once the three of them reached the steps, the gap in their abilities became apparent. Chris took the

lead with the fastest speed, followed by Guardian Michael, and Zen was the last. After all, Zen had

been injured by Chris earlier. Although he had eaten the thousand-year-old ginseng, there were still

some lingering injuries.

Seeing Chris leading the way, Guardian Michael and Zen's faces darkened, and they gritted their

teeth to speed up. Both of them were great grandmaster realm powerhouses, and they were

naturally incomparable to Patrick Jefferson. In a short time, the three of them had climbed fifty

steps. The entire staircase had a total of one hundred steps, so fifty steps were equivalent to half the

distance!

After climbing fifty steps, the speed of Chris, Guardian Michael, and Zen all slowed down. All three

of them could feel the terrifying pressure constantly weighing on their bodies. Although Chris's

speed did not decrease, his face became somewhat pale. He hadn't expected the pressure of these

steps to be so incredible.