Flesh Perfection, Seventh Tier Peak (Part 2)

This day.

On the second layer of Undying Mountain, in order to reach his limit faster, Wang Yu continued climbing upward. The higher one went, the stronger the demon mountain's suppressive effect became, so it could naturally help him achieve his goal more quickly.

Even the Strength Dao Laws were being suppressed.

Space grew increasingly stable, and the destruction that Unparalleled Divine Power could cause was greatly weakened to the naked eye. By the time he arrived at the ninth layer...

The power to hold up an entire world had become only enough to move mountains and carry peaks.

The Strength Dao field had been compressed completely.

In a daze...

It was as though he had returned to the time when his physique had been at the fifth or sixth tier—so frail, so suppressed. It allowed Wang Yu to truly touch the "string of the limit."

Now, all that remained was a battle!

--Rumble!

The muscles and tendons throughout his body throbbed ceaselessly like dragons, while the pitch-black veins covering the surface of his skin were like Taotie opening their mouths, madly absorbing the Demonic Nature-filled life force from the Blood River Ferocious Beast to restore the stamina he had consumed by more than half.

Not long after, Xuan Ji frowned and muttered to himself.

"The effect of this Undying Mountain in assisting a breakthrough of the physique seems not as good as imagined... The eighth-tier Natural Chasm is indeed not that easy to break through, but this place's name as a Body Cultivation Sacred Land is still an exaggeration."

As the Young Master of the Xuan Clan, his overall strength was not inferior to any Dharma Lineage, and there were even cultivators surnamed Xuan among the Nine Demonic Daos. The Great Ascension Old Ancestors alone numbered no fewer