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In an instant, Mu Han's gaze had already turned to the staircase that led directly to the second floor of the Extreme True Pavilion.

As soon as his footsteps moved, Mu Han felt a strong pressure. The pressure acted directly on the soul, as if suddenly a huge mountain had appeared above the soul.

It's no wonder that all the cultivators here are martial arts realm monks, and in this extreme true pavilion, the monks under the martial arts realm may not be able to move an inch.

"Meritorious Jade Medal!"

The middle-aged man's mechanical voice sounded behind him again.

Mu Han subconsciously looked back, but saw that more than a dozen young men and women had entered the Jizhen Pavilion, and each of them had a faint powerful aura.

"They are all Destiny Fountain Realm monks. 」

Mu Han's heart moved slightly, these should be the Tianji disciples of the Wuji Heavenly Sect. In his thoughts, Mu Han had already moved forward, the power of the mind came from the soul, the mind was strong, the soul was naturally strong, with Mu Han's current mind power, he could completely ignore the pressure of the first layer of the Jizhen Pavilion.

"Mu Han?"

The moment he turned his head, Mu Han heard a surprised male voice, obviously recognizing his identity.

Mu Han didn't care, there was a time when his portrait went viral in Wuji City, and now there are countless disciples of Wuji Heavenly Sect who can call out his name when they see him. Soon, Mu Han heard a light and chaotic sound of footsteps, and the group of Heavenly Pole disciples all walked over quickly.

When passing by, almost all eyes fell on Mu Han.

"Sure enough, it's Mu Han!"

"The Xuanfetus Six Heavens, it is estimated that it was only achieved with the help of medicine, and the foundation is unstable, and it is difficult to break through the Lifespring Realm. 」

"With him, dare you say that it is easy to be promoted to a Heavenly Extreme disciple within a year?"

「......」

With a quick glance of curious, ridiculed, or mocking eyes, the dozen or so Heavenly Pole disciples quickly walked in front of Mu Han.

"When did I say that it would be as easy as a casual step to be promoted to a Heavenly Extreme disciple?"

The eyes of those people no longer had any lethal effect on Mu Han now, but the words of a young woman made him laugh dumbly. However, in today's Infinite City, there are all kinds of rumors about him, and what the woman heard must be only one of them.

In the passage between the futons, figures came and went, and the group of people was extremely fast, and in a short time they passed through a space of nearly 800 meters and disappeared into the stairs.

Mu Han's steps were still unhurried, although the pressure on the first floor of the Extreme True Pavilion could not affect him, but he was still savoring the effect of that pressure. Faintly, Mu Han found that all the pressure in this space seemed to come from the behemoth in the center.

Not only that, but the rich aura here also seems to come from the giant pillar.

"The closer you are to that pillar, the greater the pressure, and the better the effect of your cultivation, no wonder Ling Yi said that there are often things like snatching positions here. 」

After thinking about it, Mu Han had also followed the stairs to the second floor of the Jizhen Pavilion.

The space here is less than one floor, and the concentration of aura is almost three times that of the outside world, but the pressure is suddenly doubled compared to the first layer. There are also a lot of cultivators cultivating in the second layer, but basically they have reached the peak of the Martial Transformation Realm, and there are only a few monks in the Martial Transformation Realm.

Mu Han's footsteps did not stop, and soon he crossed a space of nearly six hundred meters and went straight up the stairs.

The concentration of aura in the third layer of the Extreme True Pavilion was four times that of the outside world, and the pressure was also four times that of the first layer. Compared with the two floors below, the number of people in this place has decreased sharply, and all those who can enter here are Xuanfetus Realm monks who have already entered the Dao and broken through to the Dao Realm.

Even for a Xuanxian Realm cultivator, it was difficult for him to continue cultivating for a long time here.

Mu Han's pace still did not stop, and he entered the fourth layer of the Extreme True Pavilion, where the concentration of aura was five times that of the outside world, and the pressure was eight times that of the first layer. ...,

There are only nearly a hundred monks here, and they are basically above the Fifth Heaven of the Xuanti Fetus.

Mu Han even saw a familiar figure next to the giant pillar, that is, Huo Yan, who participated in the training team of the "Black Dragon Death Abyss" with him but was put down by him halfway. He looked like he had been cultivating here for a long time, and the terrifying pressure made him sweat profusely and his body tremble.

After a moment, Mu Han's gaze moved away from Huo Yan and looked at the stairs two hundred meters away.

There were three figures walking upward, and it seemed that they were the group of Heavenly Pole disciples of the Destiny Spring Realm who had just entered. As if sensing Mu Han's gaze, the young man who walked at the end suddenly looked at Mu Han, the corners of his lips curled up, and hooked his finger at him mockingly.

Mu Han turned a blind eye to that person's provocation.

On the fifth floor of the Extreme True Pavilion, the concentration of aura was six times that of the outside world, and the pressure that directly targeted the soul was sixteen times that of the first floor. Sixteen, this number does not seem to be large, but when it is really faced with that pressure, with the soul of a Xuanxian Realm monk, there is basically no possibility of resisting.

Among the four extreme disciples of the Wuji Heavenly Sect, those who can go up to the fifth layer have almost surpassed the Xuantian Realm in cultivation, and there are only a very few amazing and brilliant characters such as Xiao Suying and Gong Hao.

"Sixteen times the pressure. 」

Mu Han smiled lightly and took steps again.

The eightfold pressure on the fourth floor was already extremely strong, and it continued to pour out from the giant pillar in the middle, impacting Mu Han's soul like a wave. It's a pity that although this intensity of pressure has caused a certain impact on Mu Han, it still hasn't had much impact on his actions.

Swing your arms and move, still like flowing water.

Two hundred meters passed in a flash, and Mu Han stepped up the stairs step by step.

"Whew!"

At this time, Huo Yan finally couldn't support it, stopped running the exercises, and let out a sigh of relief. When cultivating in the Extreme True Pavilion, you still have to resist the onslaught of pressure. If you still hold on after reaching your own limit, the pain in your soul will never be endurable by others.

Holding back the feeling of oppression in his soul, Huo Yan stood up and subconsciously glanced around.

When his gaze swept over the stairs leading to the fifth floor, Huo Yan almost stumbled and fell to the ground, then rubbed his eyes urgently and stared at it. Looking at the figure on the stairs step by step, Huo Yan's mouth was wide enough to stuff two eggs, and his face was full of disbelief.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that Huo Yan was woken up by a sudden long exhalation from the side, and muttered incredulously: "Mu Han...... I, I'm not mistaken, he never fell, he really ran to the fifth floor...... And his movements were not forced at all, when did his mind become so strong, and his cultivation seemed to have reached the Sixth Heaven of the Xuan Fetus?"

"Huo Yan, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing...... I just saw something strange......

「......」

When Huo Yan was shocked, Mu Han finally stepped on the fifth floor of the Jizhen Pavilion.

As he crossed the last staircase, the pressure on his soul increased dramatically, as if he was walking with a load on his right shoulder, and suddenly another burden fell on his left shoulder. Although Mu Han was ready, after all, it was his first time coming to the Extreme True Pavilion, and the sudden surge of pressure still made his soul tremble suddenly.

The movement of the soul reacted in the body almost at the same time, and Mu Han's body shook violently.

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^(To be continued.) [

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