Having a clear objective, Mingxi had already conducted a detailed and in-depth study of the Wanmo Territory while she was on Blue Star.
After coming into contact with Yuan Qing, a top-tier Pathfinder, her selflessness further benefited Mingxi greatly.
Therefore, Mingxi had almost thoroughly understood the thirteen dangerous places in the Wanmo Territory.
The mont the giant shadow appeared, Mingxi moved.
Instead of retreating, she advanced, her body completely rging into the overwhelming darkness!
Lin Chen and the other two saw this scene, and their hearts skipped a beat.
“Oh no! It’s the Ghost Purgatory!”
The Ghost Purgatory of Tower Killing is one of the top three existences among Tower Killing’s various killing moves. Those who encounter the Ghost Purgatory will be corroded by ten thousand ghosts, not only physically, but also in terms of mory and emotion. When their mory and situation are completely erased, they will no longer be themselves.
Instead, they will beco a ghost in the Ghost Purgatory!
It was terrifying to the extre.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was truly a death sentence.
At this mont, a sound rang in Mingxi’s ears as she crashed into the shadow.
“Creak—”
Rotten wood broke, and a ghost pushed open the coffin that had sealed it for a thousand years.
“Creak—creak—” The prolonged friction sound made it seem as if an invisible figure was dragging a heavy object towards her.
In the darkness, where no other colors could be seen, a sinister atmosphere filled the air.
The next second.
“Yi yi—ya!”
The eerie, prolonged friction sound disappeared, replaced by a gender-neutral voice.
It was like a vocal cord being twisted off by a wire when an ancient opera master was practicing, suddenly breaking into a sharp, ear-piercing shriek that tore at the eardrums.
Even though she was ntally prepared, Mingxi’s temples couldn’t help but throb violently.
After that, there were even more dense and chaotic sounds.
Ghostly wails, ghostly screams, sleep paralysis.
A hundred ghosts walking at night.
Crying, laughing, screaming, or aningless roars and friction sounds ford an impenetrable net, enveloping her.
These sounds seed to hide thousands of needles, piercing into her brain with the fluctuations of the tones, extracting mories and emotions...
They were also like poisonous threads covered in ice shards and burning flas, coiling around her neck and slowly tightening, allowing Chill and heat to seep into her windpipe, solidifying into frost and burning into charcoal.
Mingxi knew that this pain was not an illusion.
The invisible and intangible ghosts, beings that could not be physically attacked, were the root cause of the fear this killing move instilled.
At this mont, Lin Chen and the other two were frantic.
Their sixth stages were all safe stages; only Mingxi had triggered a killing move.
But outsiders couldn’t help with the Ghost Purgatory, so they could only worry helplessly.
“Xiao Xi, she’ll be fine, right?”
Chen Xin looked worried. Setting aside Mingxi’s identity, she personally liked this exceptionally young but exceptionally powerful Xiao Guniang very much.
“Don’t worry, she’s stronger than we imagine.”
Lin Chen didn’t know if he was comforting himself or her with these words.
Chu Fengfeng didn’t speak, her expression solemn.
At this mont, a terrifying pressure, like an abyss, spread out.
The air suddenly beca as heavy as lead and rcury, and the three people’s kneecaps made a crisp sound under the unbearable weight, as if an invisible giant palm was pressing their spines inch by inch.
The hairs on their necks stood on end like a cat encountering a natural enemy, and the sound of their Adam’s apples bobbing was as clear as a drumbeat in this oppressive silence!
It was as if, invisibly, a sharp blade had cut through the magnificent curtain on the stage, and all sounds stopped abruptly at their peak, leaving only a ringing in the ears—a buzzing—vibrating within their cranial cavities.
Lin Chen and the other two were not just breathless; they were forced to stop breathing altogether.
“...”
“Bang!”
A sound of sothing shattering rang out.
The shadow that had swallowed Mingxi quickly rged into the white bone steps.
They didn’t know if it was their imagination.
That shadow seed to be in a panic, as if it had encountered a devil even more terrifying than itself.
And Mingxi, who was concentrating, still had her ntal power threads, which had turned into a at grinder, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
Just as they were about to touch Lin Chen and the other two, she quickly retracted them.
“Sorry, I got a little carried away with the killing.”
The oppressive pressure disappeared with it, and Lin Chen and the other two finally felt like they had co back to life.
The three of them finally understood who the source of that pressure, comparable to a Saint-level or even Venerable-level Transcendent creature, was.
“...”
The Xiao Guniang was truly unbelievably strong.
Was her true form actually a Transcendent creature?
“This Ghost Purgatory is quite interesting.”
Noticing the sowhat strange gazes of the three, Mingxi misinterpreted it as their curiosity about the Ghost Purgatory.
“You usually deliberately temper your ntal power, right? Do you know the degree of your brain region’s spiritualization?”
Lin Chen and the other two regained their composure.
“Yes, we do.
But you also know that tempering ntal power is hundreds or thousands of tis more difficult than body tempering, and even harder are the related auxiliary resources. Without resources, if you rely solely on your own hard work, the probability of success is too low.
But even if we are backed by the country, the auxiliary resources are extrely limited.
After all, there are too many monks and too little gruel, and our team’s ranking within the Jinhui Group is in that awkward position of being neither front nor back.
So when we left Blue Star, except for Phoenix, my and A Xin’s brain region spiritualization were relatively low.
Mine was 1.34%.
A Xin’s was 0.92%.
Phoenix’s was 4.66%.”
As a national team, they naturally had the conditions to be exposed to the concept of brain region spiritualization.
“It is indeed ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) a bit low.”
Although it was data from five years ago, their age base was there, and five years could truly be ignored.
And even Chu Fengfeng, a royal family mber with family resources, only had a pitiful 4.66%, and he was nearly two hundred years old.
This shows how difficult ntal power tempering is.
Of course, Chu Fengfeng’s data was already among the top tier for ordinary Beast Tars.
“I just discovered that this Ghost Purgatory can be refined by ntal power.”
The three of them were stunned, and their three pairs of eyes flickered with similar surprise, confusion, and anticipation.
“It’s what you understand. The Ghost Purgatory is indeed as dangerous as the information says, and entering its depths will affect you.
The so-called ghosts are more like a kind of ntal read, or to put it more simply, they are pure ntal energy bodies.
Do you understand what I an when I say that?”
Mingxi didn’t keep them in suspense and directly inford them of her discovery without reservation.
The three of them nodded vigorously like elentary school chickens listening to a lecture.
“You an, they are both ntal attacks and also pure ntal auxiliary resources that can be refined and absorbed?”
Mingxi nodded to Lin Chen.
“That’s right.” Mingxi liked to try various possibilities when encountering things. Let’s put it this way, she was the kind of person who firmly believed that everything and everyone had two sides.
There is no pure evil in the world, nor is there pure good.
Otherwise, why would there be a saying like ‘crisis often cos with opportunity’?
“However, the ntal attack of the Ghost Purgatory is truly very strong, and I cannot be sure if you can resist it while also refining it.”
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