Hmm?!
Jia Zhenjing’s Dual Swords eyebrows suddenly raised upwards fiercely.
After taking a step, he followed by taking another step.
But after he took the third step, he clearly felt the difficulty. Each step was much harder to take than the last.
Because with every step he took upwards, the pressure under his feet beca greater, making it impossible to lift.
It was as if his feet were bound with a thousand pounds of stones, heavy, heavy, extrely heavy!
Forcing himself to hold in a breath, he continued to leap over ten steps, but above the tenth step, his face began to show a pale hue. The trendous physical exhaustion made it impossible for him to catch his breath.
The invisible pressure made it impossible to continue climbing upwards, even if he wanted to, the resistance under his feet was astonishingly great.
The entire hall was filled with a particularly strange atmosphere, the dim and damp environnt made it difficult to breathe, and strange crying sounds similar to Fierce Ghosts’ wails echoed around from ti to ti. These sounds were highly disruptive, making it hard for one to focus, giving rise instead to an annoying feeling...
"I refuse to believe I can’t step up!"
Jia Zhenjing roared twice and continued to ascend.
Even though he had just broken through to the Sub-Saint Realm, and the Elental Power within him was significantly stronger than the pure Power he had before, he still couldn’t continue to ascend.
"Bang——!"
By the ti he stepped onto the twelfth step, an invisible force violently threw him out!
Whoosh——
Under the spread of his Feather Wings, he didn’t sustain much damage, his body hovering in the Void for a mont.
After landing, he surveyed his surroundings. The dim hall offered no other path; to enter the depths of the Dark Prison, only two roads were available: either to walk down the endless road of the Abyss.
Or step onto these hundred steps and push open the Stone Gate.
But these two paths were so difficult, even at his level, he still couldn’t probe the deep secrets in any aningful way...
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Then, suddenly, more than a dozen beams of dark light shot out from the entrance of the passage, floating in the hall.
All these dark lights were composed of so unfathomable unknown creatures, moving at high speed. Just as he tried to catch a glimpse of their shadows, they vanished quickly from sight.
They all circled around Jia Zhenjing, their terrifying and hair-raising cries buzzing.
At any mont they found an opportunity, they could pounce forward and tear the Dark Angel to shreds...
Jia Zhenjing stood firm, his face cold and stern, the chiseled features gradually revealing signs of a cold smile.
After descending from the Void, the Feather Wings on his back gradually dissipated.
Coldly watching these things neither man nor ghost circling around him.
"Whoosh..."
One beam of dark light rapidly shot towards him, the shadow coming quickly.
"Pop..."
A dazzling radiance erupted, and that dark light exploded into a mist of blood...
"Courting death!"
Jia Zhenjing’s deep voice roared, stomping his leg on the ground.
The shadows floating in the Void burst one after another, turning into waves of blood mist...
"Bang bang bang..."
A dozen or so shadows of unknown creatures all exploded in the Void, scattering layers of blood rain.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Those layers of blood rain fell, adding to the eerie atmosphere within the hall.
Jia Zhenjing was still defiant, getting up once more and stepping towards the upper side of those hundred steps.
This ti, he stepped over fifteen steps in one breath, but when he reached the sixteenth, he was again thrown back by a force...
This trendous force was very oppressive, it could easily crush any powerful being, had it not been for his breakthrough to the King Realm, this pressure might have already crushed him.
"Grandfather of your grandmother’s grandfather, I just don’t believe in this evil!"
Swish swish swish—
His figure flickered, shooting towards the direction of a giant stone pillar in the hall, slamming his hands forcefully onto that massive stone pillar.
Instantly, a frenzy of Primordial Energy surged from within him, spreading all around.
Pressing against the stone pillar, causing it to wobble.
"Rise for !!!"
A fierce shout, and under the frenzied surge of Elental Power, the stone pillar began to shake violently.
The dense carvings etched on the pillar all cracked, with countless debris falling off.
"Rise!!!"
The gigantic stone pillar, weighing thousands of kilograms, was directly lifted under his mighty force.
"Boom boom boom..."
"Buzz buzz——"
The stone pillar shook, the entire hall began to emit strange creaking sounds, the ground trembled.
Finally, that stone pillar was pulled out.
Tsss——
His Feather Wings spread open again as Jia Zhenjing lifted the stone pillar into the air.
Carrying the massive stone pillar on his shoulder.
"This ti I want to see just how sturdy you really are!"
Jia Zhenjing smirked coldly.
He lifted the stone pillar and fiercely smashed it towards the direction of the steps.
The swing of the massive stone pillar, its montum was simply against the heavens!!!
Whoosh whoosh——
The stone pillar swayed, thundering towards the direction of those hundred steps.
After the gigantic stone pillar was shot out, it was thought it would shatter the hundred steps to pieces.
But just as the massive stone pillar neared the Stone Platform, it suddenly froze in the Void...
As if so kind of Spiritual Power was locking the pillar in place.
What the heck!!!
Jia Zhenjing was dumbfounded.
This mysterious Magic Power?
Can’t break it, can’t enter it.
Even moving a stone pillar to smash it, it still got imprisoned.
Is the legendary Dark Prison really filled with such magical power?
...
In a certain deep part of the Dark Prison.
Clatter clatter——
The sound of tal chains clashing, Fallen Angel and Blood Angel Nangong Shui simultaneously lifted their heads, gazing at the endless depth of darkness...
They had already felt a formidable power surging in the prison, although the hundred-stone platform had no change, the fluctuations startled the old monsters imprisoned deep within.
"Could it be Dark!!"
The old man’s eyes flickered, a grand thought flashing between his brows.
"It must be him! I understand this guy’s temperant, it has to be him, only he can possess such trendous power, he must be here to rescue us!"
Nangong Shui was extrely agitated, wishing to break out instantly.
Yet no matter how they struggled, their shoulder bones were impaled and shackled by those Fine Steel chains.
Completely unable to exert any force.
"No! This is far too dangerous, we must break out to help Dark."
"Forget it, we can’t even save ourselves, let alone help him?" The old man chuckled bitterly, saying blandly, "Now, my greatest hope is that Lin kid figures out the secret of the Magic Bracelet sooner. As long as he can master the Magic Bracelet, so what if it’s the Dark Prison? He can obliterate all the old monsters here in an instant!"
"What if he hasn’t mastered it?" Nangong Bingshui asked.
"Then let’s just hope the Holy War Angel remains unscathed and gets resurrected again." The old man laughed nonchalantly, "Anyway, all these hopes are nearly impossible."
(Boo hoo. No Monthly ticket, no motivation, sleepy sleepy... update tomorrow)
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