Chapter 62: A Powerful Threat! (Third Update!)

  They had no choice but to be silent, for all of this was just the beginning!

  On those nine statues, in the hands of the fewer than twenty people remaining on the mountain at this moment, the line representing Su Ming's ranking was rising at a terrifying speed!

  20th place, 19th place, 17th place, 15th place, 14th place, 12th place, 10th place!!

  And just as it was about to break into tenth place, it changed again and suddenly became ninth!!

  Wu Sen stood there, standing on the 457th step, staring blankly at the ranking inside his token, not daring to believe his own eyes. He had expected that this person from Mo Su would be extraordinary, but he had never thought that it would be so terrifying!!

  It was almost instantaneous that Wu Sen changed from twelve to thirteen, without giving him any chance to react, not even a bit of resistance or struggle.

  Not only him, but also everyone else from 10th to 20th place, were all frozen in an instant, their rankings changing in a way that left them feeling powerless, unable to even think of resisting, leaving only shock and awe.

  Wu Sen let out a low growl, his facial veins bulging, and he charged forward with a crazed expression. He refused to give up!! As he made this move, all the people who were ranked below Su Ming immediately stood up from their rest, gritted their teeth, and chased after him!

  Those who can enter the top twenty are not ordinary people, their pride does not allow them to give up easily, and now they are all moving forward, regardless of the increasing pressure of this deep night!

  Even the Zhen Chong, who was resting on the 547th step, was suddenly startled and stared blankly at the token in his hand, taking a deep breath. His ears could hear the dull rumbling sound that had just occurred, which was the sound of increased bloodline power. This was the sound he had previously yearned for and envied!

  In the 553rd place, Bi Su felt even more deeply. He was only separated from the road where Su Ming was by a layer of dense fog. He could clearly hear the muffled rumbling and could clearly feel that on the narrow stairs path next door, that person called Mo Su, had a crazy speed that terrified people!

  It's not just the two of them, but at this moment, the five people who are most nervous are those ranked from fourth to eighth. These five people are all from the Wind Pavilion tribe, and although they may not be as famous as Zhēn Chōng or Wū Sēn, they are by no means ordinary either.

  At this moment, their tense feeling made their hearts beat faster and they stood up from rest one after another, immediately starting to climb again!

  But this is night, this is the dead of night, and it's when the entire Wind Scream Mountain exerts its most intense pressure. Their climb is met with extremely strong resistance, and that feeling of being pressed down by a heavenly force is enough to make one's spirit collapse.

  Especially when everyone stood up and hadn't taken a few steps, they looked at the ranking of the token in their hands, and their gaze changed from shock to horror. Their footsteps stopped one by one.

  Su Ming's long hair danced in the wind, no longer tied back by a grass rope. His hair moved on its own without any wind, his eyes were a deep crimson red, and inside them was a moon that was burning!

  He didn't stop at all, and after walking 471 steps, his whole body was buzzing non-stop, with more and more bloodlines appearing. He didn't even feel how many more had appeared, but suddenly lifted his foot and took another step forward.

  That overwhelming pressure coming from the top of the mountain, fell on him, like countless peaks pressing down, making Su Ming's whole body seem unbearable, his internal energy and blood flowing rapidly, surrounded by moonlight, under this pressure, he galloped forward steadfastly!

  472, 483, 494, 506... 523, 537... 546!!

  It wasn't until Su Ming stood on the 546th step that he finally stopped, his body covered in sweat and his breathing rapid, but his eyes still shone with determination.

  His body rumbled incessantly, and with this sudden stop, eighty-seven bloodlines burst forth, disorderly arranged on his body, forming a powerful aura that enveloped Su Ming entirely.

  Fourth, Mo Su, 546 steps!

  Only three people are ahead of him! Behind him, all the remaining participants in this first trial!

  Although he can't see all the mountains at a glance, nor climb to the top of the highest peak, Su Ming is standing on the same high peak at this moment!

  At this moment, Zhen Chong's body trembled slightly. Although he couldn't see Su Ming, he felt a surge of momentum coming from the token in his hand, and with his ears, he heard that shocking roar.

  He couldn't see the other person, but he had a feeling that this person was even more terrifying than Bi Su. Perhaps it was because he couldn't see him, perhaps it was because of the mystery, that Zhen Chong's heart suddenly appeared with a strong sense of apprehension.

  He appears to be easy-going, but in reality, he still has his pride. He can look down on Bi Su, and the reason he gave up is that he was really too tired. His personality makes him unwilling to go through so much trouble, why bother making himself so exhausted? But mainly, it's also because in his eyes, Bi Su doesn't count as an opponent.

  What about surpassing oneself? Without that kind of trembling momentum, everything is pale. In Chen Chong's eyes, among the people he saw, only Ye Wang had this momentum!

  But now, he was shocked to discover that on this Mo Su's name, he felt the aura that only Ye Wang possessed!! Zhen Chong's expression turned serious, no longer murmuring, but instead, a strong aura gradually emerged from his body.

  He stood up, looking into the depths of the fog, as if vaguely, he could see a figure standing on the 546th step of a certain staircase path, with its head raised, looking at the sky. Its shadow exuded an oppressive aura that made him extremely vigilant.

  Compared to Zhen Chong, Bi Su was obviously inferior in this regard. At this moment, his expression was ferocious and revealed a ruthless intent. He stared intently at the fog, and he could even feel the presence of the figure behind it, as well as the faint sound of breathing.

  "No matter who you are, wanting to surpass me, Bisu, is impossible!!" Bisu let out a low growl towards the fog, his voice merging into the fog and slowly dispersing.

  At this moment, the last Wind Tribe member standing on this mountain, after a brief silence, chose to give up and leave.

  He knew that the first trial didn't need to wait until dawn, now it was already a decisive battle, only this battle wasn't one he could participate in. This high mountain belonged to just a limited number of people. He didn't want to be a supporting role, so instead of staying here, he'd rather leave.

  Knowing when to advance and retreat is a rare quality in many people, but those who can be ranked among the top twenty are generally aware of it.

  The strong, the vast majority are mutually respectful, even if they are not from the same tribe. As this person leaves, gradually, after the fourth one, except for Ou Sen and two others, the rest gradually choose to give up, leaving this place to the current top four.

  Leave it to them, as the final battlefield!

  Wu Sen sighed after struggling for a while and chose to leave. The other two seemed unwilling, hesitated, and saw that the others had already left, so they also chose to give up.

  As the black fog emerged one after another in the silent square on this deep night, no one went to see them. At this moment, everyone in the square was staring at the ranking on the statue, breathing rapidly.

  The old woman of the Wulong Department has stood up, with a solemn expression. The strong man beside her is also like this. Not only them, but all the people from various tribes are like this.

  No one continued to sit, even the chief of the Black Mountain Department was gloomy at this moment, staring tightly at the ranking on the statue.

  Bei Ling, Si Kong, Bai Ling, Lei Chen, Wu La... and so on, everyone was silent, staring at that ranking.

  Even those who returned to the square, the proud and arrogant ones, did not mind that their return was not valued, but instead looked at the statue, looking at the four lines that were shining alone under the gray names of the majority.

  Ah Gong Mo Sang stared intently at him, while Jing Nan beside him also looked on with an expressionless face, revealing no hint of his thoughts.

  Su Ming stood on the 546th step, took a deep breath, and the pressure here was already extremely strong. He found it hard to move as quickly as before. Lifting his foot, Su Ming stepped onto the 547th step, moving upwards one step at a time.

  His pace was not fast, but it was very steady.

  By his ear, a faint roar came from the fog, as if someone was saying something, but he didn't listen carefully, and continued to walk step by step over the stairs.

  Chen Chong's face turned solemn, he didn't utter another word, nor did he go to look at the ranking on the token, but instead became extremely serious, tore open his clothes, revealing a slightly thick upper body, and walked away step by step.

  As for Bi Su, his face was extremely ferocious, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, withstanding the immense pressure, bearing the pain that seemed to be crushing him from within, he took large strides forward, stepping out of the first stage while constantly staring at the ranking on the command plate!

  First, Ye Wang, seven hundred and ninety-one levels.

  Second, Bì Sù, 554 steps.

  Third, Zhen Chong, 548 steps.

  Fourth, Musso, five hundred and forty-seven steps.

  Four people, only Bi Su was watching the ranking from start to finish, while the other three did not. Ye Wang didn't care about any changes at all, he always thought that his opponent was himself.

  Chen Chong, however, had his own pride and vaguely sensed the aura of Su Ming's existence in the void, which made him quite serious, so he didn't look at the ranking, fearing it would disturb his mind.

  Su Ming didn't look back, but instead took step after step towards the stairs. With each step he took, his body would tremble and sweat profusely, feeling an intense pressure. However, the tenacity in his character and that unspoken determination allowed him to struggle forward under this pressure like a small tree in a stormy wind, refusing to fall!

  "All living things on this earth, who can see the end of the sky..." Su Ming looked up at the sky, walking and muttering to himself...

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  Some people say that the ears have never heard anything more than ten times.

  Some people say that the ear root is still not enough.

  Some people say that the eruption of ear roots is usually around 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning, and at most it will be around 6 o'clock.

  My speed is limited, especially for new books, and I'm writing slowly. I don't even have a draft of one chapter, but what I do have is a persevering heart!

  I've made my move, and it won't be long before all of you fellow Taoists find out whether I've really made my move or not!

  I've made up my mind. I've prepared a lot of cigarettes and Red Bull. I told my wife that I won't be coming home tonight, and possibly not even tomorrow night either.

  I rented a house outside last year, specifically for writing, because I smoked too much at home and the children couldn't bear it.

  From now on, I will go all out to write, writing till dawn, writing till daylight, writing till tomorrow night. I don't know how many chapters I can write. My phone is turned off, QQ is not online, and I am fully focused on writing. I want to push myself to the limit!!

  I'll fight with all my might, everyone is waiting with bated breath!!