This was completely beyond his expectations.
The experience of climbing the Spiritual Hollow Mountain before had given him a false impression, making him think that this mountain would be the sa. However, reality proved otherwise.
Soon, he climbed a thousand ters, and suddenly, a strong wind swept in from all around.
This wind seed to co from nowhere, as if it appeared out of thin air, directly blowing onto his spiritual entity.
"It's here!"
"I knew it wouldn't be so simple!"
Wang Teng's expression changed, and his face beca serious. At the sa ti, waves of pain spread from his body. This was the wind specifically targeting spiritual entities!
He lowered his head to take a look, and there was no trace of injury on his body, but the cutting pain felt substantial.
Puff!
Another gust of wind blew, and Wang Teng's entire face contorted. He gasped for cold air.
Damn, it hurts…
Wang Teng gritted his teeth, endured the fierce wind, and continued to climb upward, trying to speed up as much as possible.
However, the restrictions of this mountain kept his speed within a certain range, unable to exceed it, forcing him to climb thodically.
He didn't know how long he had been climbing, and Wang Teng felt numb all over. Every part of his body was in pain as if he had been cut a thousand tis.
If his willpower hadn't been strong enough, he would be unable to bear it.
Just at this mont, the fierce wind suddenly disappeared. Wang Teng was slightly stunned and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness! He was still alive!
Boom!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck directly at him.
"What the hell!" Wang Teng couldn't help but curse as he endured the thunderous impact.
This feeling was simply indescribable!
Before, he used to bear lightning strikes with his physical body, but this ti, his spiritual entity endured the lightning, which felt even more painful than enduring it with his physical body.
What drove him crazy was that right after the fierce wind, lightning followed, providing absolutely no opportunity for rest.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Before Wang Teng could think too much, several bolts of lightning struck again.
This ti, there were three thunderbolts in a row!
He was left charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Although the lightning was painful, it was like the fierce wind—leaving no visible marks.
Imdiately, he snapped back to reality and hurriedly continued climbing.
He had almost been stunned just now, forgetting even to climb the mountain.
Wang Teng was not foolish. Based on the previous two rounds of tornt, it seed that the type of "torture" would change at regular intervals.
For example, it was fierce wind before, followed by lightning. Perhaps, next in line would be flas.
What he needed to do now was to surpass this region as quickly as possible, or rather, to reach the summit as quickly as possible.
This cursed peak was even more torturous than the Spiritual Hollow Mountain.
The Spiritual Hollow Mountain only required him to climb, but this mountain was truly a tornt.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bolts of lightning struck down, relentlessly pounding Wang Teng's form, making every cell in his body feel an unparalleled agony.
The pain levels of the fierce wind and the lightning were comparable, yet entirely different. One was akin to a lacerating pain, and the other, a terrifying stabbing sensation.
This tornt worked on Wang Teng's spiritual entity, intensifying his sensations as if his entire being were on the verge of collapse.
After an indeterminate period, the lightning abruptly ceased.
Wang Teng was on his guard. He scanned his surroundings vigilantly.
Boom!
A ball of crimson flas descended directly from above, enveloping him entirely.
"I swear, damn it…" Wang Teng felt pain throughout his body as if he were being seared in a furnace.
" and my jinxed mouth!"
"Why did I have to ntion fire? And fire really ca! Am I so accurate?"
"What's next? Ice?"
"Ice and fire!"
Wang Teng was speechless. He bore with the excruciating pain and climbed up the mountain frantically.
Balls of flas descended from the sky, relentlessly scorching his spiritual form.
Bearing the pain with gritted teeth, his face grew paler, and his spiritual entity gradually thinned. Under this continuous tornt, his spiritual energy was severely depleted, and with no replenishnt in sight, it was at risk of dissipating.
At the mountain's summit, the figure shook its head, a hint of disappointnt apparent in its eyes, before turning its gaze back to the void.
"I can't go on like this!"
Wang Teng felt a weight on his heart. He sensed that if this continued, his spiritual strength wouldn't withstand the journey to the mountaintop. He needed to find another solution.
"This tornt is directly targeting the spirit, or, in other words, the soul. What is the soul?"
"Wait a minute, the soul can be considered a form of willpower!"
"Willpower! Willpower!"
"My Primordial Consciousness! My Unyielding Lightning Battle Conscious! Aren't these forms of willpower? When they emanate, they transform into auras, but fundantally, they are a kind of willpower!"
In an instant, a flash of insight crossed Wang Teng's mind. He imdiately employed the power of his own will, the only recourse he had in this situation.
In this predicant where other thods were ineffective, willpower could still be utilized.
Boom!
At that mont, a terrifying aura erupted from Wang Teng's spiritual form.
The ancient and vast willpower, the unwavering resolve, the lightning authority—all three forms of conscious simultaneously burst forth.
His spiritual entity beca like an immortal lightning deity, majestic, ancient, and impervious to violation.
His spiritual form once again solidified, resisting the flas that surrounded him.
Wang Teng continued to climb, aiming to traverse this fiery region as quickly as possible.
"Huh?" At the mountain's summit, the figure's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and a look of keen interest appeared on its face.
On the mountain wall, a figure resembling a monkey ablaze with flas continued to climb, unwavering and indomitable.
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