Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

Chen Qing finished regulating his breathing, and his True Aura recovered to its full state.

He took a deep breath and stepped onto the stairway leading to the twenty-sixth level.

As soon as he entered the twenty-sixth level, a pressure far heavier than below came rushing at him.

In the center of the stone chamber stood only a single puppet.

This puppet's form was no different from an ordinary person's, wielding no weapons, simply standing there quietly with both hands hanging naturally at its sides.

However, the aura fluctuations emanating from its body had clearly reached the mid-stage of True Aura!

Moreover, this aura was extraordinarily solid, far surpassing those early-stage puppets below.

Chen Qing's brow furrowed slightly.

One-on-one, yet the pressure was even greater than three puppets working together on the twenty-fifth level!