Ghost Cry Mountain, five hundred thousand zhang tall, had forty-nine seals. In other words, there was one seal every ten thousand zhang. That ten thousand zhang was merely the surface height; once one truly entered, there was a world within.
The first twenty seals could be easily passed by the five without joining forces.
The next ten seals were not particularly difficult either; they merely cost them some time.
At the thirty-first seal, things began to grow difficult. Back then, Five-Lustre Grand Ancestor had exhausted every means and even risked injury before reaching the thirty-eighth level. It was precisely because he had been injured that he had stopped at the thirty-eighth level.
The thirty-fifth level!
The thirty-sixth level!
The thirty-eighth level!
At last, this time Five-Lustre Grand Ancestor reached the thirty-ninth level.
There were no enemies on the thirty-ninth level. Instead, there was a flight of stairs leading to the fortieth level, approximately thirteen thousand three hundred and thirty-three zhang long.
Naturally, the five did not believe the stairs would be so simple. There had to be something hidden within them.
Sure enough, the instant they stepped onto the stairs, the five immediately felt an oppressive force of gravity descend upon them.
"So the trial tests one's resistance to gravity." Great Strength Ancestor revealed a confident smile. As a quasi-Venerable of the Barbarian Race, he was quite satisfied with his physical body. He himself followed the body-refining path.
"Interesting. It suits this old woman's taste."
Night Hag let out a sinister cackle.
Three thousand zhang!
Six thousand zhang!
Nine thousand zhang!
Ten thousand zhang!
Beyond ten thousand zhang, Yin-Yang Elder was the first to struggle. In terms of strength, he might not necessarily have been the strongest among the five, but he was certainly among the top three. Yet when