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On this day, Qin Fengming finally understood why Snow Nether Palace tested the cultivators entering Burial Saint Valley.
At this moment, although the thin mist around him had not increased, the pressure in the air, whose source could not be sensed, had already robbed the two of their former composure.
The pressure surging in from all directions seemed intent on kneading his entire body, shrinking his powerful physique until it was satisfied.
This elusive pressure was difficult even for protective spiritual light to withstand.
It could neither be detected nor resisted. Apart from enduring it with their physical bodies, there was no other way to counter it.
What slightly reassured Qin Fengming was that this powerful pressure was clearly much weaker than the Ascension Platform trial he had experienced at Snow Nether Palace. Any cultivator who had climbed the Ascension Platform within the stipulated time back then could withstand this pressure.
At the very least, they could persist in flying while this pressure bore down on them.
Of course, their flying speed would be drastically reduced. Moreover, they would need to stop and recover their condition at regular intervals.
He had already experienced the pressure assailing his body here. However, he had not sensed any Illusionary Effect.
Still, he was not worried. If the illusions here were merely at the level of the Snow Nether Illusionary Realm, then these illusions in Burial Saint Valley would pose no threat to him at all.
Sensing the pressure around him, Qin Fengming could not help feeling somewhat strange.
Within this environment, the attacks he unleashed were clearly slowed down compared with those in other places. If the dragon-shaped lightning baptism of the Heaven and Earth laws during a cultivator's tribulation was also weakened, then this would absolutely be an extremely advantageous place