Upon hearing Wang Yan's loud shout, Blackfoot and the others were overjoyed.
This must be because Wang Yan had stepped into the pressure circle, which is why he shouted so loudly.
At this mont, Blackfoot's group had been ready for this, just waiting for Wang Yan to disrupt the balance of the pressure so they could escape.
Therefore, upon hearing Wang Yan's shout, Blackfoot imdiately laughed wildly, withdrew his pressure, and his body was about to soar into the sky.
Blackfoot seized this opportunity perfectly.
Just as Wang Yan entered the pressure circle, in the instant the balance was disrupted, Blackfoot took advantage of it, withdrew his pressure, and released himself from the entanglent of pressure to escape.
Similarly, so others also withdrew their pressure, intending to flee this place.
However, just as Blackfoot had withdrawn his pressure, he suddenly felt sothing amiss.
Because he found that the surrounding pressure balance had not been disrupted at all.
Following his withdrawal of pressure, the surrounding pressure instantly surged toward him.
Blackfoot was taken aback, and there was no ti to ponder why the balance hadn't been broken; given the situation, he had to escape for his life.
Imdiately, Blackfoot shouted, his pressure surged outward, desperately blocking the rushing pressure from all sides, as he attempted to soar skyward.
This change in Blackfoot's pressure imdiately triggered a chain reaction, the surrounding Demon Cultivators felt the pressure increased drastically, desperately raising their own pressure to the maximum.
These pressures then pressed back toward Blackfoot.
Blackfoot had to grit his teeth and further increase his own pressure to counter others.
As a result, the pressure beca higher and higher, reaching the extre abruptly.
Seeing soone imdiately collapsed under the pressure, vomiting blood uncontrollably, so people were directly crushed to death by the pressure.
Just as Blackfoot's feet left the ground, he felt the pressure around him crazily compressing, like a storm, even though he was at Demon Emperor Great Perfection, he couldn't withstand the pressure of a thousand people.
Blackfoot felt a tightening in his chest, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Forcing the Power of Demon Patterns to suppress the blood within, Blackfoot felt a darkness before his eyes, his body weakened, falling from mid-air to the ground.
As Blackfoot fell to the ground, everyone on Mount Fuji also collapsed.
Over a thousand were killed instantly, the rest were either seriously or lightly injured, unable to stand, lying on the ground, wailing miserably.
At this mont, on the entire mountaintop, only Wang Yan was able to stand.
Seeing Wang Yan standing unhard, Blackfoot and the others were astonished.
Especially Blackfoot, who didn't understand what went wrong.
Clearly, he had calculated correctly, once Wang Yan stepped into the pressure circle and disrupted the balance, he could take the opportunity to escape.
Yet, although Wang Yan entered, why wasn't the pressure balance broken?
Not only Blackfoot, but most people also looked at Wang Yan, puzzled.
Then, Wang Yan stood there, scratching his head, and said: "Just sat for too long and got numb, that's why I scread. I apologize for scaring you, now I feel better."
Saying this, Wang Yan lifted his leg, seeming as if his legs were indeed numb just now.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.
Originally thought Wang Yan's scream was due to entering the pressure circle, who knew it was because his legs were numb.
aning, when Blackfoot flew off, Wang Yan hadn't actually stepped in, the pressure balance wasn't broken.
With the pressure balance intact, Blackfoot's abrupt ascent was indeed courting death.
But this couldn't be blad on Blackfoot.
Because the pressure circle was ford by thousands, Blackfoot didn't know its range.
Therefore, upon hearing Wang Yan's scream, Blackfoot naturally thought Wang Yan had entered the pressure circle.
Thus leading to the subsequent chain of events.
Everyone lying on the ground looked at Wang Yan, lanting his luck, and their own misfortune.
Then, they saw Wang Yan leisurely walking forward, stepping over those lying on the ground, heading toward Blackfoot.
In a few steps reached Blackfoot, Wang Yan bent down, picked up the purple cloak beside him, smiled faintly, and said: "As we agreed, I reached you, now this cloak is mine."
After saying this, Wang Yan swung the purple cloak over his shoulder and walked back slowly.
Blackfoot, face distorted with rage, but now struck by pressure, couldn't muster any strength.
Though he stretched out his right arm with difficulty, pointing at Wang Yan with a trembling finger, watching his figure recede.
Wang Yan returned to the large stone, leaping to sit upon it, cradling the cloak in his hands, examining it closely, remarking: "Amazing, can absorb ninety percent of attacks, this cloak is really impressive. Unexpectedly, I easily acquired a Magical Treasure."
Earlier hurt by the pressure, Blackfoot had been suppressing a vexed feeling within, but seeing this, could hold back no longer, spurting a mouthful of blood.
Seeing a Demon Emperor Great Perfection being angered into spitting blood by a re Demon Warrior, everyone was dumbfounded.
But even as everyone was dumbfounded, they put their utmost effort into restoring their own cultivation, eager to stand up again.
However, having been hurt by the pressure, restoration wasn't a matter of monts.
At this ti, Blackfoot was the first to stand up, having already recovered.
Seeing Blackfoot's nacing expression, full of anger as he looked at Wang Yan, everyone knew Wang Yan was in trouble.
But Wang Yan seed oblivious to impending danger, still studying the purple cloak intently.
Blackfoot roared, lunging at Wang Yan, shouting: "Kid, I won't let you off."
Frustrated greatly, Blackfoot's two Magical Treasures were gone, the Profound Iron Shield's whereabouts unknown, the imprint erased.
And the purple cloak taken by Wang Yan, as a Demon Emperor Great Perfection, how could he not be furious?
But Wang Yan raised his head, rely glanced at Blackfoot, saying: "What do you want to do?"
Blackfoot shouted: "I want to kill you."
Wang Yan said: "You've already killed so many, still want to kill ? Don't forget, this is Mount Fuji."
Inflad with rage, Blackfoot wasn't concerned about those who died on the mountaintop, most were unrelated to him.
Blackfoot didn't understand why Wang Yan was associating it with him.
But now Blackfoot was so angry, he simply didn't grasp Wang Yan's words.
He only heard the second sentence, imdiately yelling: "So what if it's Mount Fuji? I can still kill you."
Blackfoot's voice barely faded when an aged, angry voice was heard behind him: "Is Mount Fuji a place for your wild antics?"
Blackfoot shouted without thinking: "Of course, who dares interfere?"
After this, he glanced back, then deflated like a punctured balloon, eyes wide, terrified, saying: "Hall—Hall Master."
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