Yang Qingxuan said in surprise, "So Zixin and the others have already arrived."
The Southern Dipper Star Lord said, "Let's go too. There must be something good in this altar."
Yang Qingxuan pondered for a moment. The Southern Dipper Star Lord flew straight ahead, and he hurriedly followed.
Actually, there was no need to think too much. Zixin and Honglin were all climbing with all their might. There must be something good up there.
Immediately after, several more rays of light shot out.
All the martial artists and demonic beasts that broke away from the wind and water elements and rushed down seemed to understand the significance and importance of this altar. They all rushed over like a swarm of bees.
Below the altar stood Lu Ming and Shi Yang. They, the black cat, and Honglin had already seen through the chess game of earth, water, fire, and wind. They directly found the entrance and entered the interior. They were just afraid that there was something wrong with this altar, so they didn't dare to go up.
Now that they saw the situation, they didn't hesitate anymore. They directly stepped up.
As soon as Yang Qingxuan stepped on the altar, he immediately felt a huge pressure. It was like gravity, pressing down on his bones and making it difficult for him to breathe. His face immediately turned pale.
There was even a martial artist who was already seriously injured. The moment he stepped on the stairs, he screamed. His body collapsed, exploding into a pile of flesh and blood, scattering on the altar steps.
"Bang!"
This made everyone's enthusiasm instantly fade. Those who had just one foot on the stairs all retreated in fear. They became calm and alert.
Yang Qingxuan stepped on the second step. His face slowly turned from pale to rosy. The Qi and blood in his body were still surging. The pressure on his body gradually reduced and finally disappeared.
"All-around suppression!"
The Southern Dipper Star Lord walked four steps. His face became extremely ugly. After a while, he recovered and exhaled heavily. His eyes were full of shock.
The two of them looked at each other. The Southern Dipper Star Lord said, "Who built this altar? It's so terrifying. There must be a terrifying existence up there. Otherwise, where did this all-around suppression come from? "
Yang Qingxuan looked at Zixin and the others in front of him. They were already halfway up, but they didn't move for a long time. Moreover, they were fully focused on the stairs. They seemed to be indifferent to everyone's arrival.
He took a deep breath and took another step up the stairs.
"Boom!"
That pressure descended once again, fiercely bombarding his body. Just as the Southern Dipper Star Lord had said, it was an all-around suppression. It directly agitated his physical body, spirit, and spirit.
Not only that, but even the Seven Constellations, Fu Ji, and Fang Yu in the Astral Ring received an unimaginable shock. They all vomited large mouthfuls of blood in shock.
Under this terrible impact, Fang Yu's consciousness began to recover little by little.
Yang Qingxuan said, "This impact is consistent with the strength of everyone's cultivation. Although it's extremely frightening, it's also an excellent opportunity to gain experience. If there's anyone who can't handle it, just let me know and I'll throw him out. "
The Seven Star Mansion, Fu Ji, and Fang Yu all had determined expressions, no one made a sound.
Everyone was prideful and strong-willed. Since an attack was directly related to one's cultivation, there was no reason for others to be able to withstand it, but they couldn't.
Seeing that nobody said anything, Yang Qingxuan praised, "Not bad."
Thus, he raised his foot and continued walking forward.
He discovered that the Southern Dipper Star Lord's footsteps were almost the same as his, always maintaining two steps higher. After taking more than ten steps, a shock surged down. The Southern Dipper Star Lord roared and directly turned into a black bear. He constantly hammered his body with both hands, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
However, to outsiders, he still looked like a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, standing on the steps expressionlessly.
The further he went, the more each step seemed to become a world of its own. The pain, endurance, and suffering he experienced inside were all invisible to outsiders.
Only then did Yang Qingxuan understand why Zixin and the others were all expressionless, as if they knew nothing about the outside world.
When he had walked a third of the way, a large number of cultivators and Demonic Beasts were sent flying. They all vomited large mouthfuls of blood and were heavily injured. They fell in the distance and got up unwillingly, their eyes filled with grief and indignation.
Some continued to muster their courage, adjusted their breathing slightly, and continued walking forward.
Even more sat cross-legged on the ground, having lost the courage to continue forward.
"Wah! Puff! — — "
After Yang Qingxuan took another step, Fu Ji, Fang Yu, Du Ruo, Hua Jieyu, Tu Chou, and the other Astral Rings couldn't take it anymore. Their bodies felt like they were about to explode. Countless blood vessels burst, and blood spurted out.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He directly used the power of the contract to throw them far away on the ground.
They hurriedly sat down cross-legged and recuperated from their internal injuries.
After a few more steps, Zi Yuan, Chi Heng, Kong Ling, and Nuo Xi were also thrown out one after another.
The soul light on Yang Qingxuan's body began to flicker. Under these impacts, even his Second Primordial Spirit was directly affected. It was shaken out of his body from time to time, and then returned to his body.
"A group of grasshoppers actually came."
Suddenly, Hong Lin's cold voice sounded clearly in everyone's ears.
Everyone was startled and looked over in unison.
At this moment, there were only about 20 people left on the altar.
Zi Xin, Zi Xia, Zi Ri, Feng Piaoling, Shen Zhi Master, Jun Qian, Yang Qingxuan, Southern Dipper Star Lord, Lu Ming, Shi Yang, Hei Yuan, Lian Yi, Jin Si, the Elephant Trunk Man, six men from the Undead Clan, two humanoid black bats, a goat monster with golden curly hair, a fat monster covered in dragon scales, Hong Lin, and the black cat.
Below the altar, there were hundreds of people sitting cross-legged. They were all martial artists and demonic beasts who had been shaken down and were seriously injured.
The two groups of people were no longer enemies. They all got along peacefully without any conflict.
"You must be very curious about what's on the altar, right?"
Hong Lin's lips curled up, revealing a strange smile. It was sarcastic, but also seemed to be self-deprecating.
"You don't need to keep us in suspense. If you want to say it, just say it. Anyway, we'll be able to walk up very soon.
You'll see for yourself, "Zi Xin said coldly, staring at Hong Lin with an extremely unfriendly gaze.
After all, the two had fought at the Wulingyuan Auction. Although the one who fought was not the current Hong Lin, Zi Xin's doppelganger, Zi Xia, had also fought.
"Walk up? Haha, are you lying to me, or to yourself? Purple-haired girl. "
Hong Lin sneered and said, "This altar's suppression is omnidirectional. There are only two kinds of people who can walk to the top. They either have a pure god bloodline, or they have the talent or strength to comprehend the great path."
Zi Xin said, "Oh? Then I'm even more confident. I have both of them. "
Hong Lin said sarcastically, "You? Hong Xiao and I are the only two people in the world who can catch my eye and be called pure God Race bloodline. "
Yang Qingxuan and the others' expressions changed.
Especially Lu Ming, Hei Yuan, and the other god clansmen here. They were already top figures of the god clan, but they did not recognize these people at all.
Their minds were sharp. They immediately understood that those people were from the outside universe. They were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide.
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