The oncoming pressure bore down on Lin Chuan without pause, making his body grow heavier and heavier. Yet his expression did not change in the slightest, and he continued charging toward the pyramid's apex at tremendous speed!
"This pressure doesn't seem to be formed from spiritual energy. It feels more like an unrivaled powerhouse is suppressing me!" Lin Chuan stared at the pyramid and muttered to himself.
Pressure formed from spiritual power could be powerful, but it would be extremely difficult for it to restrict Lin Chuan's movements. Yet within this pressure was not merely spiritual pressure, but also a supreme aura—a feeling of ruling over all beneath heaven that could never be explained by simple spiritual pressure alone!
"It seems that the several Fusion-stage cultivators who built this pyramid left their auras imprinted here. What I'm facing now isn't a building, but several great Fusion-stage cultivators!"
The closer Lin Chuan came to the pyramid's apex, the more certain he became of his guess. In a daze, the pyramid before him vanished, replaced by five figures shrouded in golden light. They sat cross-legged, endless pressure swirling around them as they looked down upon the entire Ethereal Immortal Mansion like heavenly gods.
"He's reached the sixtieth floor. The pressure there is roughly at the level of the mid-Nascent Soul stage!"
As they watched Lin Chuan's figure rise from the ground, the geniuses of the Ethereal Immortal Mansion silently counted the pyramid's levels in their hearts. They had all cultivated in the pyramid before and knew better than anyone how terrifying the pressure above was. Not only did it place immense strain on the body, but the faint pressure of Fusion-stage cultivators was absolutely a form of tempering for their souls.
This tempering had both benefits and drawbacks! They had to maintain