"Go to Daxia Star."
Yang Feng's tone was sonorous and powerful.
The old woman nodded slightly and handed a candle in her hand to Yang Feng.
"This is the road to the upper realm, and it is also the end of darkness. Some people say that the end of darkness is light. This is true, because light comes from darkness. This is the way to your hometown.
The candle in your hand will light up your way home. If you want to take them home, you have to walk through the end of darkness. "
As soon as the old woman finished speaking, she returned to the stone tablet.
The endless darkness eroded Yang Feng's body, but only the stone turtle's shell was not eroded.
The strength of the physical body at the first level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm is comparable to that of a quasi-sacred weapon. Under the erosion of this darkness, it is like a candle in the hand, crumbling.
"Is this? Dark erosion! I didn't expect that this road to the upper realm would actually end in darkness?"
Wangxianshi huddled up in the turtle shell, trembling and watching everything happening in the outside world.
Yang Feng felt unforgettable pain. This was the greatest pain he had ever endured since he started practicing.
Yang Feng stood in front of the first step, holding a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other.
Take the difficult steps and step on the first step.
Click!
A bone in the body was broken.
The more people you have on the way to the upper realm, the greater the pressure you will be under.
Can Zhou Hun and others in the Qiankun Bag clearly see what is happening outside?
On the dark road to the upper realm, a stubborn figure walked towards the steps step by step, holding a candle.
The crisp sound of broken bones kept coming from the body. You must know that Yang Feng, who had tempered his bones long ago, was still being ruthlessly crushed under this invisible pressure.
Others would have been crushed into pieces by this pressure.
"W-where is this?"
"The road to the upper realm ends in darkness!"
"He, he bears the pressure of the road to the upper realm on my behalf. Is he crazy?"
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Shangguan Yao, Xiaozhi, and Murong Qingxue were moved by it, their skin and flesh were corroded every inch, and their bones were broken into pieces.
It takes such perseverance to endure such pain.
Xiaoyue Sirius' eyes showed admiration. It's no wonder that even the woman he was attracted to also had feelings for him. Maybe this was the charm he mentioned before.
The nightmare demon horse also couldn't imagine that a human body could actually stand firm under such circumstances.
At the end of darkness, the road to the upper realm.
It is full of ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles, but there are still people who, for the sake of their hometown, will be buried on this road to the upper realm even if they are afraid of dying.
Fallen leaves return to their roots, nothing more than that.
In the darkness, Yang Feng stepped on the first level, the second level... and the tenth level. He saw a glimmer of light, a flame that was the same as the candle in his hand.
A vague figure swayed in the candlelight.
The figure collapsed, and the candle in his palm was so weak that it was almost extinguished.
"Take me back to my homeland, please!"
The physical body was crushed by pressure, eroded by darkness, and turned into dots of starlight. At the moment of death, she instinctively handed the extinguished light in her hand to Yang Feng.
boom!
The pressure on Yang Feng became even stronger. At this time, there were two candles beside Yang Feng.
"Boy, throw away one quickly, or you will die here, and we will be trapped at the end of darkness forever."
Wangxianshi's eyes were full of indifference. People on this road are worthy of admiration, but they should not be sympathized with, and sympathy is most taboo.
"Throw it away? This is the end of darkness. This candlelight can resist the erosion of darkness. The physical strength of my marrow-cleansing realm does not take this pressure into consideration."
On this road to spiritual enlightenment, accepting the candlelight of others can bring warmth and light to oneself in darkness, but it also indirectly bears the pressure of others.
This is why Wangxianshi asked Yang Feng to quickly throw away the candle that did not belong to him.
It's a pity that it is difficult to change what Yang Feng decided. People on this road have endless nostalgia for their hometown. Such people should not be buried here.
The twenty-ninth level, the thirtieth level!
When he reached the thirtieth step, Yang Feng was already exhausted, but he had only walked one-third of the way.
This road to the upper realm has ninety-nine steps, and countless people have found the road to the upper realm.
Yang Feng began to understand why there were no strong people in the tribulation stage in the world of immortality. It turned out that some strong people longed to reach the sky after finding the way to the upper realm.
Therefore, on the road to the upper realm, from the first step to the ninety-ninth step, there are many bones.
These corpses are the corpses of powerful immortal cultivators. This road to the upper realm cannot be passed by the immortal cultivators, because when you come here, no matter you are a big boss in the tribulation stage or a rookie in the Qi training stage, you have no energy at all. .
They can only rely on the power of the physical body, and physical cultivation has long declined in Daxia Star. Although physical cultivation techniques are also spread, they are not of high grade, and martial arts are even rarer.
Yang Feng withstood the pressure and hunched his body. The two candles in his palms emitted a weak but stubborn light. They also did not dare to be eroded by the night.
The lights ahead were getting dimmer and dimming, and with tenacious willpower, someone stepped onto the fiftieth step regardless of the broken body.
Before the fiftieth level, you could still see sparse flames. After the fifty level, there was no one, and the corpses were almost invisible. Yang Feng watched a body collapse along the way, and roared unwillingly.
There are also people who die and are buried here forever with their longing for their hometown. Immortal cultivators who have lost their spiritual energy skills are of no use to ordinary mortals.
The physical body gradually disintegrated, revealing the dense white bones.
Even if you think you have the memory inheritance of Hunchen, you will feel very uncomfortable if you are used to seeing these Zhou Hun who are separated from each other through life and death.
It's hard to live, and it's even harder to live well.
"Brother, does every candle extinguished mean the death of a person?"
Zhou Zimeng said softly with red eyes that the immortal cultivators who embarked on this road gave up their identity as immortal cultivators when they decided to take this path.
Because they only cultivate immortality, after embarking on this path, their brilliant achievements in the world of immortality will all be in vain.
Immortal cultivators have a weak physical body and cannot go far in physical cultivation. They cannot be like Yang Feng, who has to step onto the fiftieth level despite the pressure of a group of people.
"Well, many of these are people who found the way to the upper realm after the secret realm was opened last time. They want to leave here and return to Daxia Star."
Zhou Hun was equally moved when he spoke.
"Hey! The world of immortality is so cruel. After you achieve your ultimate glory, what awaits you may not be your ultimate end."
Shangguan Yao was born into a family of immortal cultivators. She had been accustomed to seeing geniuses fall since she was a child, and had to fight for resources for cultivation.
These people may have been powerful figures in the world of immortality during their lifetime, but after their death, their bones were buried in a different place and unknown to anyone.
"So what if the monsters are not the same! The monsters practice hard to control their own destiny and not be killed by others. However, after gaining powerful power,
He began to massacre human beings again. When the sword of justice hung over his head, he realized what he wanted. "
The nightmare demon horse felt deeply.
Yang Feng turned around hard and bowed deeply to the flickering lights.
Today, he could only take care of himself. He could only watch the fall of the giants in the world of immortality, and was unable to do anything. The desire for power arose in his heart again.
The Ice Soul Divine Vein is working. The Ice Soul Divine Vein is similar to the blood power of the demon clan. It is nourishing Yang Feng's broken body at this time, and the body refining technique: "Chaos Body Refining Technique" is running on its own.
Unknowingly, Yang Feng had reached the 70th level, and the pressure was getting stronger and stronger. The body-refining techniques in his body were operating to the extreme, and the Ice Soul Divine Vein also exerted its maximum effect.
At this time, Yang Feng's eyes were dull. The dim light of the two candles could no longer resist the erosion of darkness. The sword in his hand was stuck on the ground.
His body was hunched and half-kneeling on the ground, his face was covered with cracks, veins popped out on his forehead, and white bones were exposed on his arms.
The bones in his legs were shattered, and they were no longer able to support him from taking even one step.
Inside the Qiankun Bag, everyone was anxious, but no matter how they called, Yang Feng couldn't hear them. He had lost all five senses and could only rely on instinct and obsession in his heart.
The body was squirming on the steps, with white bones exposed in both hands, and the bone claws tightly grasped the candle flame.
"Brother! I, I'm here to help you."
Xiaozhi couldn't help it anymore, but fortunately, he was held tightly by Murong Qingxue and Shangguan Yao.
"Xiao Zhi, please calm down. Once your body leaves the Qiankun Bag, you will have to withstand inhuman pressure. Feidan will not be able to help Yang Feng, but may even drag him down."
Zhou Zimeng dared to persuade her, she understood Xiaozhi's current mood, and they felt equally uncomfortable looking at Yang Feng's miserable condition.
Yang Feng lay on the steps, relying on instinct to move forward, one step, two steps, three steps... until the ninetieth step.
He collapsed on the ground, unable to even move, and even his breath became sluggish.
"Don't stop me. I want to accompany my brother for the last nine steps."
Xiaozhi rushed out of the Qiankun Bag desperately, and an invisible pressure was transferred from Yang Feng to Xiaozhi.
Murong Qingxue and Shangguan Yao looked at each other and made the same decision.
The two monster beasts followed Zhou Hun and left the Qiankun Bag.
On the ninetieth step, many figures appeared, and a lot of pressure on Yang Feng was also shared.
Everyone had a candle in their hand, and they used the weak candlelight to illuminate the ninetieth floor.
"Light comes from darkness, and the candlelight in my hand symbolizes the light in everyone's heart, hahaha! I'm finally leaving this hellish place."
Wangxianshi burst out laughing like never before.
They endured the pressure and the erosion of darkness, supported Yang Feng, and walked the remaining nine steps together.
boom!
On the 90th level, every time he stepped on it, the pressure would become stronger, especially when Murong Qingxue turned pale as soon as he stepped on the 91st level.
But we still stubbornly held hands with everyone and walked through this most difficult moment together.
There is no doubt light at the end of darkness, but only if you survive the darkness can you be qualified to embrace the light.
After so many people shared the pressure on Yang Feng, Yang Feng gradually recovered with his strong physical recovery power.
"Everyone, you..."
Yang Feng, who recovered, looked at everyone and was excited beyond words.
"Brother Feng, if it weren't for my physical weakness and fear of dragging you down, I would have come out to help you a long time ago."
"That's right, Xiao Fengzi, you have to treat sister Xiaozhi well, otherwise I, as a sister, will not listen to you."
"Yes! Thanks to Xiaozhi this time, she is very brave, and it is she who allows us to take the step in our hearts."
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