Global Catastrophe: I Became the World Tree-Chapter 479 - 292: Easy Comeback, the Final Challenge_2

Otherwise, that punch might have destroyed an entire mountain.

But even with such a powerful punch, the Eighth Order Lava Giant did not gain any advantage.

After the explosion and flames died down, Ye Feng could even see that half of the opponent’s fist had been chopped off.

This scene made Ye Feng’s pupils contract slightly.

Although the Lava Giant’s fist quickly recovered under the swirling lava on its surface, the damage that had just been inflicted was real.

In other words, even the power of the early stages of Seventh Order was not enough to withstand that kind of danger.

"Has the difficulty spiked too drastically? Are you sure this isn’t a test meant for Seventh Order Strongmen?"

At that moment, Ye Feng also completely let go of any trace of underestimation he harbored in his heart.

It wasn’t long before he too reached the platform at 60,000 meters.

Finding a stairway with no one on it, he began to climb upward again.

When the Eighth Order Strongmen constantly dodging above saw Ye Feng coming, they couldn’t help but reveal a mocking expression on their faces.

"I really didn’t expect the difficulty to spike so much after surpassing 60,000 meters. Now there’s a good show to watch," Crowman Kluro said with a laugh.

"The difficulty being high isn’t the main issue, the important thing is, given the size of this giant tree, it’s hard to dodge these attacks. In this next stretch, if he doesn’t use some real skill, it’s doubtful whether he can reach the summit," Angel Strongman Kana Dal also said with a smile.

The faces of the other strongmen also showed smiles.

These Eighth Order Strongmen fighting against each other, no matter who won or lost, the others could accept it. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

But if they were to be surpassed by a Sixth Order weakling, they would find it somewhat unacceptable in their hearts.

At this time, after stepping onto the stairs, Ye Feng had no time to pay attention to the Eighth Order Strongmen above him.

He had his spiritual power fully activated, carefully sensing every change around him.

As he advanced, space seemed to have been cut open by something, and it rapidly spread in his direction.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng’s pupils contracted, and he immediately understood what danger awaited him after surpassing the 60,000-meter platform—it was a spatial fissure.

Any attack related to the spatial element was extremely terrifying.

This could be seen by looking at Bai Junheng, who maintained the position of the number one strongman in Huaxia not because he possessed the Space Cutting Ability.

At this moment, Ye Feng could feel an extremely strong sense of crisis from the spatial fissure.

No wonder those Eighth Order Strongmen had to keep dodging and shifting.

Indeed, it was not wise to confront these spatial fissures head-on.

And although each fissure was over ten meters long, much larger than a Wind Blade, there were much fewer of them, only one percent as many.

If one moved fast enough, it was entirely possible to dodge them.

But unfortunately, although Ye Feng’s speed was not slow, his size was much too large; under these circumstances, it was simply impossible to completely dodge the fissures.

If he couldn’t dodge, then his only choice was to withstand them head-on.

Before the spatial fissure reached him, Ye Feng stretched out a tree root to block it.

Phut!

Without any suspense, the section of the tree root he had extended was instantly pulverized into powder by the Force of Space.

However, faced with such a terrifying attack, Ye Feng did not panic because he could feel that the energy inside the spatial fissure was rapidly decreasing after shredding his tree root.

Without hesitation, Ye Feng immediately extended another ten tree roots, all covered with a thick layer of Rock Armor to increase their defensive power.

One after another, Ye Feng sent these tree roots into the spatial fissure.

Every time a tree root was shredded, the energy fluctuation inside the fissure would drop substantially.

After continuously shredding 20 tree roots, the energy of the spatial fissure finally depleted and dissipated.

Seeing this, Ye Feng’s lips curved into a slight smile.

All in all, he had 21 tree roots shredded, which might sound a bit scary, but in reality, for Ye Feng, it was hardly anything.

Because the length of each shredded tree root was only about ten to twenty meters, and with Ye Feng’s growth speed for tree roots, it would take less than a second for them to recover.

After figuring out the danger in this place, Ye Feng instantly picked up speed.

In front of him appeared one spatial fissure after another, but a prepared Ye Feng immediately inserted his tree roots into them.

By covering his tree roots with a thick layer of Rock Armor to increase defensive power, he found that basically 20 tree roots were enough to completely neutralize a spatial fissure.

With the frequency at which these spatial fissures appeared, along with the recovery speed of Ye Feng’s tree roots, he only needed to allocate 200 tree roots to "feed" these fissures.

After adopting this strategy, Ye Feng’s speed was not affected at all, and he quickly closed the distance with the Eighth Order Strongmen.

At this time, the group of Eighth Order Strongmen, watching Ye Feng’s approach, were completely dumbfounded.

"Damn it, why didn’t I think of that? Although he’s big and can’t dodge these spatial fissures, his larger size actually makes the damage these fissures cause proportionally smaller to his body," the Lava Giant Ulos couldn’t help but curse.