The third trial for recruits to join the Fengyun Pavilion tested physical strength. The immense gravity pressing on every part of the body helped cultivators temper their physiques and lay a solid foundation. It was especially beneficial to those whose cultivation had advanced too quickly, and Ling Tian was one of them. He thought he should seek out Feng Xing more often in the future. That would help him shore up his foundation as much as possible.
Just as Ling Tian had guessed, Feng Xing had deliberately increased the gravitational pressure on him. Feng Xing had learned from Feng Qing and Feng Yang that Ling Tian's physical strength was exceptionally formidable, and only pressure brought him to the brink of his limits could produce the best tempering results.
The disciples of the Fengyun Pavilion looked after their fellow disciples, and Feng Xing had naturally taken special care of Ling Tian as well. Otherwise, if everyone had to endure pressure that intense, probably no more than a handful of cultivators across the entire God Realm would pass the trial.
Even so, under the mountain-like pressure, many cultivators couldn't hold out. They felt as if every bone in their bodies were about to shatter. Fortunately, they had protective jade talismans. Anyone who couldn't endure it would be teleported out, though that also meant being eliminated.
Time drifted by. In the blink of an eye, an incense stick's worth of time had passed.
When the time was up, the immense pressure on Ling Tian vanished. He immediately felt much lighter. Sensing the slight changes in his body and the purer energy within him, he smiled. "As expected, this trial benefited me too."
Ling Tian was then sent out of the Small World. Fairy Meng Shang, Fairy Sword Ji, and the others were there