Chapter 887: Why Don't I Feel Anything?
Chapter 887: Why Don't I Feel Anything?
"!" Before the people present could react, an immensely powerful pressure suddenly descended upon them!
The pressure of the Nascent Soul realm!
"This is the power of the Nascent Soul realm!!!" Many exclaimed, trembling all over, and directly knelt on the ground, unable to move.
This pressure was the genuine pressure of the Seventh Stage Nascent Soul realm!
Ordinary Heaven Pillar realm cultivators, under this pressure, couldn't even move!
However, there were a few figures present who, in the face of the pressure from the Nascent Soul realm, remained completely unaffected!
"I am Longwu!!!" Longwu beside He Yiming directly erupted with the bloodline of the True Dragon race, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon race! The majestic and terrifying bloodline of the True Dragon was on par with that of Immortals! Naturally, it could withstand the pressure of the Nascent Soul realm!
"Boom, boom, boom!" At the same time, there were also several human cultivators who directly erupted with the aura of the peak Yuan Ying realm, using their powerful cultivation to resist the pressure!
There were also descendants of the True Demon race with more than sixty demonic marks, the Blade Edge Demon race, the Lava Demon race, and other powerful demon race individuals who similarly resisted the pressure.
"Damn, such a strong pressure!" However, the Thousand Blood Ancestor was in a very awkward situation, his face pale. He had to expend all his mental energy just to barely withstand it.
The Thousand Blood Ancestor's disciples were even worse off, half-kneeling on the ground, unable to even stand up, each with an extremely pale complexion.
At this moment, most people in the hall were under tremendous pressure, while a few others were kneeling on the ground unable to stand up.
Only a few could rely on their innate talents and bloodlines to directly counteract it!
But there was a figure that seemed to be bathing in the spring breeze, facing the pressure of the Nascent Soul realm without the slightest concern!
That person was...
He Yiming!
"???" He Yiming was full of question marks at this moment.
What the heck?
How come he didn't feel anything at all?
If it weren't for the fact that the people around him all had expressions as if they were about to explode from being pressured, He Yiming would have thought these guys were acting.
Beside He Yiming, Speed Podge Vegeta and the others felt a bit of pressure, probably...
About the same as the water pressure when swimming.
Cool and refreshing, even a bit comfortable!
"How is this possible?" The Thousand Blood Ancestor turned his head and immediately spat out blood.
Because just enduring it was extremely taxing on his mental energy!
And yet, He Yiming seemed completely nonchalant, completely unaffected. The disciples beside him were still eating skewers, not paying the slightest attention to the pressure from the Nascent Soul realm!
They were indeed being arrogant...
But weren't they just too damn arrogant?
"Boom!" Right at this moment, True Spirit Night waved its hand!
Twelve pitch-black doors slowly rose up with a rumble, appearing in front of everyone.
Each of the pitch-black doors was identical, except for the different numbers engraved on them, ranging from one to twelve.
"Choose a door, pass the test inside the door, and you'll obtain the identity of a tower climber!"
"At any time, if you want to give up, silently think of giving up, and you'll be sent out!"
...
True Spirit Night continued to speak, without a mouth, yet the voice directly echoed in everyone's minds.
"Choose a door?" Many people's expressions changed.
At this moment, the pressure from the Nascent Soul realm was still present.
This led to a few people desperately discovering that under this pressure, they couldn't even walk to the twelve doors!
Others might still be struggling with which door to choose!
But for themselves, at the moment when the pressure from the Nascent Soul realm descended, they had already been eliminated!
"I give up..."
"Give up!"
"I'm giving up too..."
...
Many figures struggled for a moment but found that they couldn't resist this pressure at all. Continuing to stay would only result in being crushed alive. Thus, they could only painfully think of giving up in their hearts and were immediately transported out in a flash of light.
"Which door to choose?"
"I'll choose this one!"
"I'm choosing this one..."
...
Many people present quickly made their choice, not hesitating much. With great effort, they stepped into the doors they had chosen and soon disappeared into the twelve doors.
However, He Yiming remained motionless.
The Thousand Blood Ancestor and his disciples beside He Yiming also did not move.
"Everyone's gone, no need to hide anymore!" He Yiming turned around and looked at the Thousand Blood Ancestor.
This guy was quite shameless. He didn't even make a move when there were so many people present.
"Hahaha! I never expected it, He Yiming, you're actually this arrogant!" The Thousand Blood Ancestor couldn't help but laugh.
He never expected He Yiming to stay until the last moment according to his own thoughts.
Now that there was no one left, it was only natural for him to do as he pleased!
"He Yiming, stepping in here means you can act freely! You're really foolish. If you had left while everyone was still here, I might have had some reservations and hesitated to make a move! But now, no one can save you!" The Thousand Blood Ancestor grinned maliciously.
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"Oh really?" He Yiming nodded, seemingly unconcerned.
"Yuan Ying Transformation! Blood Magic Lord!!!" The Thousand Blood Ancestor didn't waste any words, letting out a low roar. A gigantic blood figure condensed from thousands of meters of blood essence burst forth!
"Hahaha, you kid, you just broke through to the Yuan Ying realm not long ago. I reckon you haven't even condensed your own Yuan Ying Transformation, right? How pitiful, today, you'll die here!" The Thousand Blood Ancestor said with a sinister smile.
The Thousand Blood Ancestor's disciples were even more arrogant.
"Hahaha, He Yiming, you're doomed! All your treasures will soon be ours!" One of the Thousand Blood Ancestor's disciples, who was half-kneeling on the ground, bleeding from the nose, and extremely pale, still arrogantly yelled.
"True, you're finished! Hahaha! Muha!" Another disciple was even worse off, lying face down on the ground, saying this as he spat out blood.
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"Soon, you'll know how formidable my master is!" Another disciple, while saying this, was panting heavily, as if he might die at any moment.
He Yiming silently waited for these "B" guys to finish their taunting, nodding as if to say, "I got it."
This was He Yiming's first time climbing the tower, and he was still a bit nervous. Watching these guys put on a show could help alleviate his tension. Wasn't that great?
The performance was over, and it could naturally come to an end!
"Heaven Overturning Seal!" He Yiming raised his hand, erupting with the peak Yuan Ying realm cultivation. A gigantic hand, thousands of meters in size
, condensed and directly fell down!
With a single slap, the Thousand Blood Ancestor, his Yuan Ying Transformation, and several disciples were all turned into minced meat!
"Peak Yuan Ying realm!!! No!" Just before the Thousand Blood Ancestor died, he opened his mouth wide in realization...
Damn it!
He Yiming was actually at the peak Yuan Ying realm?
He couldn't see through He Yiming's cultivation, not because He Yiming's cultivation was low or he was intentionally hiding it...
Purely because He Yiming's cultivation was higher than his!
"Ah ah ah!" The Thousand Blood Ancestor's disciples could only emit screams of despair before being slapped to death!
As everything quieted down, He Yiming extended his hand and collected these guys' storage rings, sweeping his divine sense through them.
"Freaking poor..." He Yiming curled his lips, casually collecting them into his Five Elements Small World.
The Thousand Blood Ancestor wanted to kill him, so He Yiming naturally wouldn't hold back!
Slapped them to death! Completely and thoroughly!
Why keep an enemy like this? Did he plan to make dumplings for New Year's?
"True Spirit Night! Greetings..."
"The Supreme Sovereign!!!"
...
But at this moment, True Spirit Night actually descended from the void, kneeling on one knee in front of He Yiming. A voice also sounded at the same time.
"!" He Yiming was instantly stunned!