Li Su lay on the ground, feeling exhausted.
The appearance of a Saint's cultivation method had placed enormous pressure on him. The difficulty of leaving this place had invisibly risen by dozens of levels.
This place had a Saint's cultivation method. Even if those who came down here did not possess Li Su's heaven-shaking talent, they had to have at least some comprehension, right?
Even if something Li Su could accomplish in a single day took them a month, a year, or even ten years—
As long as they accumulated bit by bit over time, surely one day they would catch up to him?
Yet over hundreds of thousands of years, no one had ever left this place.
According to the Interception Sect's records, there had once been disciples who lived down here for tens of thousands of years.
They had not died even after tens of thousands of years. No matter how astonishingly difficult a Saint's cultivation method was, they should have been able to grind their way through it eventually.
Take him right now, for instance. He had merely swept his eyes over the contents of the first stone stele and given it a rough glance, yet the first chapter of the Nine-Nine Profound Art was already engraved in his mind.
Following the method's contents, his physical body immediately began cultivating.
This was an extraordinary mental cultivation method, primarily concerning the muscles. It corresponded to the mortal stage, yet its upper limit was exceedingly high—more than a hundred times stronger than the Muscle Tendon Change and Marrow Cleansing Classic combined.
The text itself did not offer much explanation, but after reading it, along with the sensations conveyed by his memories and his body's learning—
Even though Li Su's thoughts were not focused on it, he could still sense