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In the blink of an eye, the sixth day had arrived.

Above the center of the arena, at the top of the huge screen, the red dot that represented the entrance of the ancient monument was still guarding the entrance of the valley.

From the 5th day onward, a large amount of red dots gathered at the entrance. They were the disciples of the Immortal Sect's 100 clans.

Even so, the red dot on the ancient monument door was still stubborn, continuing to maintain its unstoppable momentum.

With every passing moment, a red dot from the hundreds of celestial gate would be let through the intersection and into the valley.

In the end, the Immortal Gate disciples that hadn't entered yet, seemed to have been moved by Song Changqing, and they all started to line up at the entrance to the valley!

Looking at the huge hologram, there was a neat and orderly line of red dots. Other than the Lan family, everyone present was full of admiration for Song Changqing.

Such perseverance caused everyone to be moved!

At the same time, within the Xumi Temple.

"Let's go in. Next."

Zhou Qing smiled as he received the storage ring from one of the disciples. After letting this gloomy-looking fellow into the valley, he waved to the next person.

At this moment, there were nearly thirty disciples of the hundreds of immortal sects lined up at the entrance of the valley, waiting to pay the money they had bought.

Some were angry, some were wronged, some were jealous, and there were even some who were indignant. However, no one dared to say that Zhou Qing was wrong, and even less dared to challenge him.

Since an hour ago when everyone saw this fellow lift up the giant monument and break the legs of a Violet Mystery Sect disciple, they had completely given up on this thought.

This guy was too brutal!

As more and more people were allowed to pass, the line became shorter and shorter. When the last person's storage ring was taken away, Zhou Qing stretched lazily, a wide smile on his face.

Looking at the nearly one hundred storage rings stacked into a small mountain, his mood became increasingly comfortable.

His harvest was great, this trip was worth it!

After putting away the Dharmic tablet that had been stabbed into the ground, Zhou Qing also took a big step forward and walked into the valley.

The valley was incomparably spacious.

The ground was covered in a thin layer of sand, and not a single blade of grass grew. There was only a stone staircase standing in the middle of the valley, extending all the way to the summit.

There were many places on the stairs that had already been peeled off and were filled with an ancient aura that had existed for a long time.

The staircase was about ten meters wide, and every step was nearly three meters wide. It was big enough to hold many people at the same time, but it didn't feel crowded at all.

At this moment, over a hundred disciples were staring at the enormous pressure as they climbed with all their might.

However, when Zhou Qing walked in, everyone's heart shuddered violently. Some of them even felt their hearts being affected. As they staggered, they almost fell down the stone stairs.

Standing below the stone stairs, Zhou Qing raised his head and looked up.

Quite a few people had just started climbing, and the four who had entered the Four Great Clans earlier were the strongest, having climbed more than a hundred steps.

The one who had replaced the Lan family in the battle, Luo Yuan, was climbing the highest. At this moment, he was standing on the 125th step, his body slightly bent and he was struggling to lift his feet.

At the same time as he lifted his feet, his back became more and more bent, as if he was pressed down by a heavy mountain. His face became pale and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Bang.

Finally, Luo Yuan stepped onto the 126th step, his body swayed for a moment before he stabilized himself.

At the same time, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

After Luo Yuan was Yuwen Jie, who had reached the one hundred twentieth step; after him was Li Yinghe and Zhou Haotian, who had reached the one hundred eighteenth and one hundred fifteenth step, respectively.

After looking at it for a moment, Zhou Qing's expression was calm. He took a step forward and stepped onto the stone staircase.

Just as his feet touched the stone steps, Zhou Qing felt an invisible and weak pressure pressing down from above his head.

With a raise of his eyebrows, Zhou Qing started to climb without any hesitation.

With every step he took up the stone step, the pressure became stronger. It was as if Zhou Qing was walking on flat ground as he climbed up to the 50th step. Only then did his figure slow down.

From this point onwards, the pressure from the stone stairs only slightly affected him, causing his movements to become slightly slower.

However, Zhou Qing was able to withstand this level of pressure. Without hesitation, he continued his climb.

Bang, bang, bang.

With every step Zhou Qing took, a muffled sound would echo out. After half an incense stick of time, he arrived at the 100th step.

The 100th step was a huge watershed. Above the 100th step were the participants from the four clans. There were only a few disciples from the hundred clans left. Most of them were still fighting below.

Looking at Zhou Qing's back, most of the people below the 100th step were astounded.

Even the speed of people from the four great families couldn't compare to his. This guy was indeed terrifyingly strong!

Boom.

When Zhou Qingmai reached the 101st step, a pressure that was at least twice as powerful as before suddenly descended, causing his knees to bend slightly.

At this point, the pressure emitted by the stone stairs was equivalent to the full power of a late stage Spirit Realm expert!

Zhou Qingmo activated the Ten Thousand Spirit Codex. As the spiritual energy in his body surged, this pressure was greatly reduced.

A hint of joy appeared on Zhou Qing's face. Without hesitation, he continued climbing upwards.

Dong, dong, dong …

The deep sound of footsteps continuously reverberated through the valley like the rumble of a drum. Although Zhou Qing's movements were much slower, his footsteps did not stop as he continued to advance towards the peak!

One by one, the celestial disciples were overtaken by Zhou Qing. Half an hour later, Zhou Qing reached the 120th step and was at the same level as Zhou Haotian.

Looking at Zhou Qing on the right side of the stairs, Zhou Haotian couldn't help but have a bitter and pained look on his face.

Up till this point, the pressure released by the stone stairs was equivalent to that of a peak Spirit Realm powerhouse releasing all of their energy.

Under this terrifying pressure, Zhou Haotian found it difficult to move a single step. Even lifting his feet consumed a massive amount of spiritual energy and physical strength, and his back was completely soaked in sweat.

On the other hand, Zhou Qing didn't even feel the slightest bit of strain, other than his face turning slightly red.

With such a comparison, it was clear who was the superior one!

In front of them, Li Yinghe, Yuwen Jie, and Luo Yuan also saw Zhou Qing rapidly approaching, and the pressure on them increased.

125 steps, 130 steps!

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Zhou Qing was already at the same level as Luo Yuan.

At that moment, Luo Yuan was standing on the stone steps, his body hunched like an old man. Sweat was pouring down his body, as he tried to lift his foot a few times, but it was difficult to take another step forward.

As for Zhou Qing, his face was expressionless. Other than a slight gasping for breath, he was standing upright!

When he saw Zhou Qing slowly raise his foot and stand firmly on the one hundred thirty-first step, Luo Yuan's face was filled with shock, but soon after, his expression became completely gloomy.

The difference was too great, so great that it caused him to feel despair!

"Phew …"

Standing on the stone steps, Zhou Qing let out a long breath. Raising his head, he looked at the faintly discernible peak of the mountain.

"I wonder how terrifying the pressure of those final stone steps will be?"

Zhou Qing thought to himself.

If he could eventually reach the top, he would be able to obtain a top-grade magic technique. For him, this was an extremely tempting and tempting thing to do.

"It's at most equivalent to the Mid Mortal Realm, releasing all of its power and aura …" The methods of the person who laid this oppressive Spirit Formation was too clumsy. Weaknesses were everywhere. "

Suddenly, the Curse Spirit that had not appeared for a long time spoke with a disdainful and disdainful tone.

"This noble one had once seen an oppressive barrier set up by a supreme expert. When it was suppressed, even a peak level Zhenren would not be able to resist and would instantly be crushed into meat paste. That is the truly powerful Spirit Formation pressure! "

Hearing the words of the Cursed Spirit, Zhou Qing's heart suddenly moved: "Weak? This barrier has a weak point? "

"Of course there is. This sovereign will be able to find it now."

The Curse Spirit snorted before falling into silence. A moment later, it spoke again.

"The one hundred sixtieth step, the center of the stone steps."

"If I hit that weak spot, what would the result be?"

Zhou Qing continued asking.

"Naturally, it is the Spirit Formation pressure that breaks and no longer exists. Below the 160th step of the stone stairs, it will completely collapse. " The Curse Spirit laughed coldly.

Gulp.

Zhou Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His gaze landed on the 160th step, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

A moment later, a fiery fire quietly appeared in his eyes.

In the sky of the Sumeru Sector, in the clouds.

Di Feng and the rest of the talismans stood in the air, looking down at the ground with complicated expressions on their faces.

"One hundred thirty-one." Yu Xiang opened his mouth, "What do you think are his limits?"

Although Di Feng did not like Zhou Qing, he had no choice but to admit how strong the latter was.

"He still has a lot of energy left …" If I continue to climb, I should be able to reach around the one hundred fifty-fifth step. "

After thinking for a moment, Di Feng gave out his prediction.

Yu Gui also nodded slightly when he heard this. His guess was the same as Di Feng's. Zhou Qing's limit should be around the one hundred fifty-fifth step.

This was already extremely powerful.

It had to be known that the person with the best result in the history of climbing the pressure stairs had only reached the 150th step!

Two days passed by quickly.

Early in the morning of the seventh day, the sky was already turning white in the east.

At daybreak, the Soul Concentrating Stage competition ended!

At this moment, everyone had reached their limits, as did the contestants from the four great families.

Luo Yuan stood at the highest point on the one hundred thirty-first step, his face pale and on the verge of collapse.

Afterwards, Yuwen Jie and Li Yinghe were both at the 126th step, while Zhou Haotian was standing on the 120th step.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Qing who was at the top of the stairs.

In two days, Zhou Qing had climbed up to the 159th step. He had broken the record of climbing the pressure stone stairs!

The pressure of the 159th step was extremely strong. It was so close to the full power of a Mortal Realm expert.

Such a terrifying pressure, even Zhou Qing had to endure it with great difficulty.

The clothes on the upper half of his body had already been ripped apart. On his body, many cracks also appeared. Fresh blood was unceasingly flowing.

However, he was still not satisfied. He still wanted to continue climbing up!

A beast-like roar echoed throughout the valley, and Zhou Qing's legs trembled as he slowly lifted his feet.

On the horizon, a corner of the morning sun had already appeared. The sky was about to brighten.

Roar ~ ~

Zhou Qing's eyes turned crimson as he screamed. Under the panic-stricken gazes of the crowd, his feet slowly landed on the 160th step!

Boom!

As he stepped onto the 160th step, an even more terrifying formless pressure exploded forth, pressing down on him like an enormous mountain, directly pushing him down onto the stone steps.

At this moment, the morning sun was rising and the last corner was about to rise into the sky.

"Give me …" "Break!"

Zhou Qing released a beast like roar from his throat, and violently gathered spirit energy on his right fist.

"Stop!"

In the instant that Zhou Qing raised his fist, a furious shout resounded through the horizon.

However, it was already too late.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Qing's fist had already smashed down toward the center of the stone stairs!