Lu Yin's heart stirred. This had to be Chang Tu's doing. He'd drawn out outstanding young people who hadn't planned to enter and had wanted to wait a little longer. Some might even have been dragged out of seclusion by force. It was all to make sure Lu Yin finished outside the top hundred. How devious.
He lowered his head and kept climbing.
Meanwhile, high above in the starry sky, Chang Fu asked anxiously, "When will the elder make his move? That man is close to the top hundred. If he makes it in, even if just one or two others give up, he'll get a spot."
"I know. It should be soon." Chang Tu looked into the distance.
Not long afterward, just as Lu Yin drew near Chang Yi, the pressure suddenly intensified. The sudden surge nearly knocked him off. He clung tightly to the vine and looked up. Chang Yi and the others showed no sign of anything unusual. Only Lu Yin's pressure had abruptly increased. Something was wrong. He'd been watching them the whole time, and the pressure hadn't suddenly increased when Chang Yi and the others reached this point. Otherwise, they couldn't have shown no reaction at all.
Then this was aimed at him.
No one else could feel it.
Was this the old monster making a move? So the pressure he'd felt before really had come from the Eternal Life Vine.
The Eternal Life Vine could actually release pressure that suppressed him. How was that possible? Lu Yin couldn't make sense of it. Could the vine be a turbid treasure?
BOOM!
A loud crash rang beside his ears.
Lu Yin clung to the vine with all his might. The pressure had increased again. That old monster!
At that moment, he felt as if a hundred