Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"In that case, let's hurry up and climb the mountain. We can't be afraid to move forward just because we are worried about Gou Jun's action."

After Mo Yexue finished speaking, she stepped directly onto the stone steps and entered the transparent barrier.

"I'm going to climb the mountain too."

Lan Chen followed Mo Yexue closely.

Song Wen and Xue Mei no longer hesitated, stepped onto the stone steps and entered the transparent barrier.

Song Wen suddenly felt a strong pressure on him, as if his body had become more than ten thousand times heavier in an instant.

The strong pressure came from all directions, squeezing his body.

Every inch of skin, every muscle, and every internal organ was under an unprecedented burden.

Song Wen's heartbeat was like a drum, and his breathing became heavy.

The terrifying pressure not only made Song Wen's body feel oppressed, but also suppressed his spiritual perception, so that he could only detect a distance of a few miles.

This made Song Wen, who was originally thinking about whether to use the death-substitution technique to directly transfer to the top of the stone steps, give up this idea.

In addition, Song Wen could clearly feel that on this stone staircase, the "Blood Escape Technique" would probably not be able to be used.

If he tried to use it forcefully, the escape technique would definitely be interrupted. Then, under the influence of the strong gravity, he would fall and his life would be in danger.

Song Wen did not rush to climb, but stood where he was, letting his body adapt to the heavy pressure.

After a while, Song Wen, who had already adapted, performed the "Immortal True Corpse Transformation" and transformed into a three-meter-long giant corpse.

The giant corpse's soul was much stronger than the human form, and Song Wen suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

Song Wen raised his legs and easily climbed up a stone staircase.

The stone staircase as high as a person could be stepped over by Song Wen, who was three meters tall.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

Song Wen's figure became taller and his weight became heavier. Every step he took was accompanied by a dull sound.

He could clearly feel that his mana was being consumed rapidly.

"I must reach the top as soon as possible."

Looking at the stone staircase that seemed to have no end, Song Wen said to himself.

Song Wen's tall body passed by Xuemei, Lanchen, and Mo Yexue one after another.

All three of them looked at him with envy. Song Wen easily crossed the stone steps, which was much easier than their awkward climbing.

Song Wen continued to climb up the steps and soon caught up with Mi Hai.

The gravity restriction at the foot of the mountain was not too strong. Mi Hai's speed was not slow and he had already climbed a height of ten miles.

Seeing Song Wen chasing him, Mi Hai said.

"The body of the donor Yin Shuo is really strong and unmatched, like a body of a diamond cast in copper and iron."

"Master, you are too kind." Song Wen said politely and stepped past Mi Hai.

Looking at Song Wen's back, Mi Hai's eyes showed a fierce look.

After hesitating for a moment, the fierce look disappeared, and he became a compassionate master again.

He already had Gou Jun and Yang Yu in front of him, so he didn't care about having another 'Yin Shuo'; if 'Yin Shuo' caught up with the two in front, he might be able to delay Gou Jun and Yang Yu.

Song Wen climbed all the way up. When he was halfway through the journey, he felt severe pain all over his body. His body could no longer bear the heavy burden.

He had less than 60% of the mana left in his body.

He looked up and saw that Gou Jun was only ten miles away from the top of the stone steps.

But the closer he got to the top of the stone steps, the stronger the gravity restriction became. Every time Gou Jun climbed a stone step, he had to rest for a while to relieve the fatigue of his body.

Yang Yu followed Gou Jun a few miles behind him and walked slowly.

Song Wen turned around and looked behind him.

Mi Hai was more than 20 miles behind him.

The three women of Lan Chen were not far from each other, and were a few miles behind Mi Hai.

Song Wen lifted the "Immortal Corpse Transformation" and restored his human body.

"Immortal Corpse Transformation" is powerful, but it consumes too much mana.

He took two pills to restore his mana and sat cross-legged to meditate.

Just sitting there, the strong pressure still made Song Wen feel like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

In order to resist the pressure, Song Wen's mana was still consumed very quickly, which greatly reduced the effect of restoring mana by meditating.

After an hour, the severe pain in his body was slightly relieved, and Song Wen ended his meditation.

Although his mana was only less than half restored.

However, the pressure here was too strong, and it was not a place to rest and adjust his breath.

In order to restore his mana as much as possible, Song Wen held a top-grade spirit stone in his mouth.

While climbing, he practiced to refine the spiritual energy in the spirit stone and restored a little mana.

At this time, Mi Hai below gradually caught up, and was less than ten miles away from Song Wen. However, Mi Hai's climbing speed had slowed down significantly, and the three women of Lan Chen behind him gradually closed the distance.

Song Wen stood up and performed "Immortal True Corpse Transformation" again to continue climbing.

Relying on his tall figure and strong body, Song Wen's climbing speed was obviously faster than everyone else.

This made him gradually close the distance between him and Yang Yu and Gou Jun.

Gradually, Song Wen was only a few miles away from Yang Yu, who was closest to him.

During this period, he rested twice.

And Yang Yu was only ten miles away from the top of the stone steps.

Yang Yu glanced at Song Wen, then looked back at Gou Jun in front of him.

Gou Jun was only three miles away from the top of the stone steps.

Yang Yu raised his hand and slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist.

A cocoon-shaped fleshy sphere about ten feet high appeared in front of him.

The fleshy sphere was deep red and exuded a strong bloody smell.

The sphere was made up of pieces of flesh petals tightly wrapped.

The flesh petals bloomed like flowers, and a slender tentacle stretched out from them.

The tentacles extended and got longer, drilling into Yang Yu's mouth.

Yang Yu's face became extremely painful.

The blooming meat ball suddenly rose up, turned upside down, and wrapped Yang Yu in it.

A moment later.

A humanoid monster over ten feet long suddenly appeared.

The monster was blood red all over, and covered with a thick layer of bone armor.

It had a sharp horn on its head, a row of sharp bone spurs on its back, and a thick tail over half a foot long.

After a long time of climbing, coupled with the increasingly strong gravity restriction, Yang Yu, who was already close to his limit, suddenly became full of energy.

With the advantage of height, his climbing movements became agile.

He climbed up one step after another!

"Blood King Beast!"

Song Wen, who was behind, narrowed his eyes slightly.

Many years ago, he had seen Tu Lian controlling this beast, and the scene at that time was exactly the same as the scene in front of him.

However, Tu Lian's blood king beast was only at the third level.

And Yang Yu's one is at the peak of the fourth level.

"The Blood King Beast is a parasitic creature in the body of Xue Sui. If Yang Yu knew that the 'Blood of the Fallen Immortal' that he had been thinking about day and night was the mother of the Blood King Beast, I wonder what he would think?"

Song Wen thought with some gloating in his heart, but his steps did not relax at all.

It was only a dozen miles away from the top of the stone steps, and the gravity restriction was more than twice as strong as the foot of the mountain.

Song Wen had to do his best every step he took.

Under the shriveled skin of the giant corpse, veins wriggled like earthworms.

Every time he panted, there was a surge of corpse gas, exhaled from his mouth and nose.

Every time he took a step, his body shook slightly, as if he would fall at any time.

At this time, he only felt that his consciousness became a little confused, and his feet mechanically stepped upwards with the support of perseverance.

"Bang!"

When he stepped on another stone step, his body suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.

His chest rose and fell violently, like an old bellows, panting heavily.

Song Wen looked up.

He was only seven or eight miles away from the top of the stone steps.

A hundred miles, halfway through.

The next few miles were the most difficult part of the journey.

These few miles were the strongest in terms of gravity restrictions, and also the miles where the body was close to the limit and the mana was on the verge of exhaustion.

You can see that Gou Jun was still dozens of feet away from the top of the stone steps, about a hundred steps.

When Song Wen set out, Gou Jun was only twenty miles away from the top of the stone steps.

However, Gou Jun had not yet reached the top, so the difficulty of the last ten miles could be imagined.