Based on the speed and time of the fall, Song Yizhi felt that he might be paralyzed after falling to the bottom.
After a long time, Song Yizhi finally heard a sound, which meant that the end was almost over.
Just when Song Yizhi was mentally prepared to be half dead, suddenly, a gentle force held her back.
Although that power was fleeting, it still gave Song Yizhi a certain amount of buffering time.
Therefore, it didn't hurt that much when Song Yizhi fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the scenery above changed.
The surrounding whiteness gradually disappeared, and Song Yizhi saw the white clouds forming a patchwork, with a mountain peak submerged in the clouds.
Tianshan?
Thinking of this, Song Yizhi jumped up, then looked up at the mountain peaks that revealed their true appearance from the white mist.
Mountains covered with white snow rise straight into the sky, and the steep peaks are daunting.
It seems that this is Tianshan Mountain.
Song Yizhi had this idea in her mind, and then she looked around.
How to get up there?
In the blink of an eye, the stone steps appeared in front of you.
Song Yizhi looked at the stone steps at his feet and stepped up.
"Why are the dead people here?"
Solemn and majestic voices came from all directions, and the endless pressure pressed towards Song Yizhi.
"To seek answers." Song Yizhi's voice sounded neither arrogant nor humble.
That voice did not sound. As Song Yizhi's voice fell, the surroundings became silent.
Song Yizhi moved his steps and climbed up another stone step.
That solemn and majestic voice did not appear again, but as Song Yizhi walked up a level, the pressure became stronger.
The familiar confinement is always there. Song Yizhi cannot use her divine power to resist the pressure, she can only rely on herself.
I don't know how long I walked up, but beads of sweat already appeared on Song Yizhi's forehead.
"You have no chance to be here, so leave quickly."
The voice that sounded again was still solemn and majestic, and the pressure that followed was even greater, as if it was trying to drive Song Yizhi away.
Song Yizhi took out a breath and said in a slow voice, "I am not destined to this place, it is not you who has the final say, it is me."
She must go to Tianshan Mountain!
The calamity of death must be passed!
…
At this time, Rong Yueyuan, who was far away in Changqiu Sect, felt that his body was gradually weakening due to the bond of life and death.
Something happened to Zhizhi?
Wasn't Zhizhi called away by the great elder?
What's going on?
Rong Yueyuan quickly located Song Yizhi through the contract of life and death, and then directly tore the space apart.
The greater the impact on him, the more pessimistic Zhizhi's situation becomes.
Tianshan.
When Rong Yueyuan split the white mist with a sword and burst in, the three sect leaders were startled.
When he saw Shen Bu and the other two sect leaders, Rong Yueyuan's heart sank to the bottom.
Rong Yueyuan raised his sword and saluted, then asked, "Sect Master, where is Zhi Zhi?"
Shen Bu couldn't answer Rong Yueyuan's question because he wanted to ask it too.
The young ancestor's eyes fell on Rong Yueyuan, and his calm and cold voice sounded, "Overcome the calamity of death."
Death disaster?
Shen Bu and Rong Yueyuan looked up, the worry and anxiety in their eyes getting deeper and deeper.
"I know you, Rong Yueyuan." The young ancestor looked at Rong Yueyuan calmly.
Rong Yueyuan looked at this unfathomable young man, thought for a moment and asked, "Ancestor?"
"Yes." The young man said.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and saluted, "Please, ancestor, show me a clear path."
Zhizhi's situation was getting worse and worse, and he had to rush to Zhizhi as soon as possible.
Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who had mastered the cultivation of transcending tribulations, the young ancestor said, "With your cultivation, you must have understood the rules of heaven and earth to find this place."
"Yes." Rong Yueyuan said.
The other three sect leaders looked calm, but in their hearts they wanted to curse.
Is it reasonable?
Is this reasonable?!
"Climb the Tianshan Mountain." The young ancestor said calmly, "But with your cultivation level, you can't find the Tianshan Mountain and you can't climb it."
Even Mahayana monks may not be able to find Tianshan. It is extraordinary that Rong Yueyuan can find him.
Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and saluted, "Thank you, ancestor."
Seeing Rong Yueyuan who was really planning to go to Tianshan, Shen Bu said in a deep voice, "Fifth Elder, you are just trying to survive the tribulation. You won't be able to go up to Tianshan even if you find it."
How many Mahayana monks can't climb Tianshan Mountain, let alone Rong Yueyuan who has overcome the tribulation?
"How will you know if you don't try." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was calm.
The leader of Wanmo Sect began to persuade, "The probability of finding Tianshan is one in ten thousand for you, or even lower. Fifth Elder, you will die."
"Thank you for reminding me." Rong Yueyuan said gently and politely, then raised his sword and submerged it into the white mist.
If they cannot live together, it might as well die together with the branches.
Looking at Rong Yueyuan who rushed in without hesitation, the leader of Wanmo Sect turned to look at Shen Bu aside, "Wait a minute, it's your niece who's going in. You're not in a hurry. Why are the fifth elders in such a hurry?"
There seems to be something wrong.
The leader of Hehuan Sect smelled the breath of love.
As we all know, the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect is no different from the ruthless path. There is definitely something fishy about him being so worried about Song Yizhi now.
"First of all, I'm very worried about Zhizhi." Shen Bu said, "Secondly, the fifth elder and Zhizhi have become Taoist couples."
Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi?!
Taoist couple???
The two sect leaders were devastated by the news.
"Not only that, the two of them also formed a life-and-death contract." After Shen Bu finished speaking, he frowned, "The fifth elder came over in a hurry. I'm afraid Zhizhi's situation is not optimistic."
If Zhizhi's condition hadn't been serious, Rong Yueyuan wouldn't have been so anxious.
Thinking of this, Shen Bu felt even more sad.
The two sect leaders stayed where they were, digesting the shocking news.
After Rong Yueyuan here rushed into the white mist, his whole person was dragged into the space.
"You shouldn't be here before the time comes." Solemn and majestic voices came from all directions.
Rong Yueyuan couldn't find where the sound came from. He looked around and said, "I'm here to find my wife."
A solemn and majestic voice sounded, "This is the fate of those who have died."
"False." Rong Yueyuan's voice was very calm, but the light of Wen Xue in his hand was cold.
"The obsession is deep and hopeless." The solemn and majestic voice fell, and the surrounding environment changed.
Rong Yueyuan blinked, and then he saw Tianshan Mountain, as well as the stone steps for climbing and countless ghosts.
Seeing the fierce ghost charging towards him with its claws and fangs bared, Rong Yueyuan swung his long sword and killed it with one strike.
…
Every time Song Yizhi walked up a level, the pressure on him doubled.
From the initial bleeding from her orifices to the bleeding all over her body, Song Yizhi gritted her teeth and never stopped climbing. Even if she had to move, she would move up Tianshan Mountain.
From the slow start to the gritted teeth and persistence, if Song Yizhi's body had not been transformed by divine power, she would have turned into powder under the pressure.
In the end, it took Song Yizhi longer and longer every time he moved up the stairs.
Yuan Xu, who was thrown into the Phoenix Bracelet, looked at Song Yizhi through the scene broadcast by the weapon soul.
Just when he thought Song Yizhi would stop there, Song Yizhi could always go up one more level.