Though she was in a desolate mountain range, within an instant, an area spanning several hundred kilometers was shrouded in a terrifying aura.
It contained not only the pressure of the powerful, but also dreadful Pollution that directly interfered with the mind and soul.
Vier raised her arm.
Her skin was completely intact, and the pitted passageways that had once filled her body could no longer be seen.
However, using Mystic Thread, she could discover that nests truly existed within her body.
But the spiders inside those nests had all become her puppets.
"It really does get easier to break through the further you go."
This also confirmed her guess. Becoming a Transcendent was the greatest hurdle for ordinary people. After that, from Black Iron Rank to Mithril, and from Mithril to Holy Spirit Rank, the success rate actually increased.
Most people... simply died before their strength could support them until the day of their breakthrough, which was why Mithril and Holy Spirit Rank Transcendents seemed so rare.
"The so-called pinnacle of the Transcendent stage is my current level, right?"
The gap between Holy Spirit Ranks would be even greater.
But as long as they were in the same realm, there could be no absolute suppression.
Vier flicked a finger, and a spider emerged from her flesh.
Under her control, the spider suddenly flew out and spat out precise, fine threads into the distance.
With a whoosh, a distant tree was completely wrapped up.
The white threads gave a light tug, cutting the entire tree in half at the waist.
"Let's try a larger area."
With a thought, more spiders flew out. Countless threads scattered like rainfall with a rapid patter.
An instant later, every tree within a three-hundred-meter radius seemed to have been sliced by blades. With a crack,