Cultivation of Immortality: Refining the Innate Spiritual Treasure at the beginning

More than a hundred kilometers away from Li Yang, two winged humans were also flying towards the central area of ​​the ancient battlefield.

They were the two winged human cultivators who exchanged their storage rings for their lives.

"Miller, are you really willing to give them the storage ring? There may be important mission items in it." The blue-robed winged human cultivator said.

"What else? If we don't hand over the storage ring, we won't be able to leave alive today. Moreover, Li Yang alone can suppress us. Now that Han Mengjie and the others have no opponents, we still have a chance to get the storage ring back. A ring?" The middle-aged Winged Man clan sighed.

"But...but those gains were obtained by our hard work, so I am not willing to give them to them like this." said the blue-robed winged human cultivator.

"So what if you are not willing to give in? Can you beat them? Moreover, what if our mission failed this time? At least we are still alive. With our status in the family, we will not be criticized too much." Among the Yiren tribe Nian said.

"Oh, I can only comfort myself like this." The winged human cultivator sighed.

"Okay, don't think so much. Let's go to the Mission Square in the central area. This failure is due to our inferior strength after all." said the middle-aged Winged Human Race.

"Well, let's go." Another winged human cultivator said.

Then, the two of them turned into two streaks of light and disappeared into the sky.

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After spending more than ten days, Li Yang and his team of six finally arrived at their destination.

This is not a square at all, but an altar that progresses layer by layer.

The altar is divided into nine levels. Each level is more than three meters high and five to six meters wide. There are steps connecting the two levels of altar.

When Li Yang and others arrived, there was no one under the altar. On the steps of the altar, there are densely packed cultivators.

Just when Li Yang was confused, Han Mengjie's voice sounded: "According to the records in the sect's classics, this altar was the place where the ancient sect opened its altar and preached."

"At the top of the altar, there is a small square. Every time the ancient battlefield is opened, 99 cultivators can listen to the sermon there. As for others, they can only listen to the sermon on the other eight-story altars. The effect is naturally far inferior. 99 practitioners in the square."

"As for where you can listen to the sermon, it is completely determined by various factors such as personal qualifications and potential. Everyone should climb up the stairs. The specific place where you can practice is entirely up to you."

"According to time calculation, there are still five or six days before the sermon starts. After the sermon is over, the ancient battlefield will soon be closed. This is the last chance for the ancient battlefield, everyone, come on!"

After Han Mengjie finished speaking, she took the lead and stepped onto the first step of the altar. Her steps were light and firm, as if she were climbing a peak.

Li Yang followed closely behind Han Mengjie. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the steps. He felt a strange force coming from the steps, which seemed to be testing his strength and will.

The other four people followed suit, all with determined expressions on their faces. Everyone knows this is a rare opportunity and they have to give it their all.

As they climbed, the pressure on the steps increased. Each step is like a level, and they need to use all their strength to break through.

Li Yang felt the strange power coming from the steps, which seemed to be detecting his body. Every cell and nerve in him was wrapped in this power.

At this moment, Li Yang felt that he had no privacy, and all his secrets were exposed to the energy of this detection.

Fortunately, this power did not last long and receded after a while.

When he stepped onto the second step, Li Yang felt a strong gravity being exerted on himself.

This gravity seems to be tailor-made for Li Yang. Although he could bear it, it would take a huge amount of energy to lift his feet and step onto the next step.

Li Yang gritted his teeth and climbed up step by step. Sweat fell from his forehead and soaked his clothes, but his eyes became more determined.

The ground is only more than three meters high from the first-floor altar, with a total of 33 steps.

Although Li Yang was suffering from inhuman gravity, he quickly climbed onto the first level of the altar.

At this time, everyone's talents and potentials are different. Li Yang and Han Mengjie stepped onto the first level of the altar, and behind them was the disciple who blocked the Yuan Ying Stage Dzogchen practitioner of the Silver Wolf Clan. As for the other three people, they had only climbed a dozen steps at this time.

There were very few people on the steps leading to the first altar, so the test here must not be too difficult. But on the steps leading to the second level altar, more and more people started to stop.

After these people couldn't climb, they just sat down and began to meditate.

After taking a short rest, Li Yang followed Han Mengjie towards the steps leading to the second level altar.

Just like before, another wave of energy poured into Li Yang's body. This time, the energy ignored Li Yang's body and merged into his true essence. After following the exercise for a week, it exited his body again.

This time, when Li Yang stepped onto the next step, the gravity on his body only increased slightly. If Li Yang hadn't been paying attention to this, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.

However, he felt Han Mengjie's body sink in front of him, and the gravity on his body seemed to have increased a lot. At this time, although Han Mengjie's climbing speed had slowed down, she was still climbing upwards.

When Li Yang saw this, he followed Han Mengjie and slowly climbed up to the second level of the altar.

There are also thirty-three steps, and Li Yang feels that he is walking easier than when he climbed the first level.

Looking back, I found that I had completely distanced myself from the four people behind me. Even the Tianjian Sect disciple closest to them was still fifteen steps away from reaching the second level of the altar. As for the three people behind, they have just arrived at the first level altar.

Just when Li Yang was about to follow Han Mengjie to continue climbing the steps leading to the third-floor altar, he suddenly discovered it. The practitioners in front were actually shrouded in mist.

This situation was not noticed when he first came here and looked up.

"Why are they all obscured by the fog?"