Chapter 962: Walking Towards Death

re, unable to leave! Nonsense!""With Jiang Ye's strength, in tens of thousands of Dao realms, where could any place possibly imprison him"Next, Ginger Moon reached out and pointed at Ginger Cloud. "Yo...Looking down at the steps beneath his feet, Jiang Yun once again lifted his foot and took a step. This time, he had only stepped over one step.

A powerful force suddenly surged from the steps, pouring into Jiang Yun's body.

The feeling gingercloud gives me is like if I don't resist, it will tear me to shreds without mercy.

To verify his guess, Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and forcibly dispersed all the defenses within his body. He used spiritual energy and divine sense as guides, trying his best to spread these forces at the fastest speed possible.

In a flash, Jiang Yun's hair danced wildly once more. His usually placid face flushed crimson, his clothes trembling on the verge of disintegration. Even his body, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai, shuddered violently.

At this very moment, Jiang Yun, in the eyes of anyone, clearly could not withstand the force of the counter-shock. He was about to be severely injured by this power, even being shaken off from the five peaks of the Great Wilderness.

But in his unseen eyes, a brilliant light suddenly flared!

Now that Ginger Cloud's state has changed, everyone is even more confused.

Just now, Jiang Yun had effortlessly stepped over seven steps, but after just one more step, he was unable to withstand the force of the counter-shock attack.

But the shaman of the Wasteland Clan let out a long, silent sigh and a look of relief washed over his face. He said coldly, "Though I don't know how you managed to do that just now, with your current state, you definitely can't make it past the sixty-seventh step."

At this point, the sacrificial priest couldn't help but glance at Huang Yongfeng in the distance. A hint of anger flashed in his heart. He regretted intervening on Huang Yongfeng's behalf. If he had known Jiang Yun would be so difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have gotten involved.

At this moment, Gingercloud didn't even bother with the speculations and opinions of the crowd. Instead, she was completely focused on guiding this powerful force.

As he plunged into this scattering force, drawing it towards every part of his body, though waves of intense pain ripped through him, leaving trails of wounds, he was all too familiar with such agony.

This is just like the feeling of taking a bath with medicinal herbs when I was young, that kind of pain caused by the stimulation of the medicine on my body!

And this made Jiang Yun even more certain that his speculation was correct.

Under this pain stimulation, he could clearly feel a subtle change happening silently within his body.

This kind of change is amazing!

My own body is becoming increasingly strong.

It might seem like anyone could follow Jiang Yun's example and use the power of the Wild Clan relics to temper themselves, but in reality, very few people are actually capable of doing so.

The moment the shock force enters the body, everyone instinctively tries to resist it. No one dares to guide this power into every part of their body.

Moreover, this counter-shock force is indeed extremely domineering. To disperse it, one needs to control the measure just right.

You must ensure that none of your body parts are directly destroyed or suffer serious injuries. You should operate within a range that you can comfortably withstand.

One more risk, one less inadequate.

This might be difficult for others, but it's nothing to Ginger Cloud.

...But what surprised Ginger Cloud even more was that as his body grew stronger, a trace of power surged from every part of his body and flowed towards the six desolate strokes on his brow.

"This is... a Ruinous Pattern!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yun had an epiphany. It turned out that these powers would condense into wasteland patterns, and this was the correct way for the Wasteland Clan's wasteland patterns to be condensed!

First, feel and discern your own wasteland patterns. Then, use the power of the Wasteland Clan artifacts to cleanse your body.

Thus, it allows a subtle feedback power to emanate from within the body. When gathered together, it forms the reverse patterns known as "wild lines."

"I understand!"

As Jiang Yun's comprehension deepened, and as he felt the feedback of power, like ants crawling, gradually forming under the six chaotic lines on his brow, Jiang Yun began to continue his stride!

This time, his steps were not fast at all, one could even say they were extremely slow. Compared to his earlier leap across seven steps, let alone the speed he had when he first began climbing, it was a far cry!

This scene falling into the eyes of the audience, one can't help but shake their head secretly.

"It seems that after the outburst of seven steps just now, Jiang Yun's power has been almost consumed, so his speed has slowed down now."

"That's right, now he walks just like anyone else. Forget about surpassing the achievements of the tribal priests, I doubt he could even match what Liye accomplished."

He's lost for sure now, and judging by the shaman's expression, it seems impossible he'll let him go. He's definitely going to die!

"That's not necessarily true. With Lü Piaomiao and Lü Ze around, they should do everything in their power to protect him!"

The shaman of the Wilderness Tribe apparently thought so too, so the expression on his face had completely relaxed. A hint of triumph flashed in his eyes.

Even the likes of Huang Junyan and Huang Lao believe that Jiang Yun has reached his limit and can't hold on much longer.

But none of them spoke, they just remained silent.

But gradually, everyone began to notice something was wrong.

Because Ginger Cloud had already climbed forty-six steps and passed another checkpoint, although his speed was still not fast, he remained consistently steady.

Apparently, he would continue walking at this pace, relentlessly, until he had traversed all the stairs and reached the summit of Mount Wǔfēng in the vast wilderness!

Fifty-three, fifty-four, fifty-five!

When Jiang Yun's scores surpassed Lie Ye's, the expressions on everyone's faces turned serious again, especially the face of the Shaman from the Wasteland Clan, which darkened once more.

As Ginger Cloud walked up the stairs, a subtle illusion began to appear in everyone's eyes:

On top of those five desolate peaks, a hundred zhang high, Jiang Yun seemed to have become an elderly hermit, walking slowly along the steps that represented his life, towards the end of his life, towards death!

Sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three!

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Bang!

"

Jiang Yun's footsteps steadily stepped onto the sixty-third step. As he was about to enter the next level, he finally stopped again.

Ginger Cloud did not turn around, facing everyone with his back. He said in a low voice: "Grand Priest, beyond sixty-seven steps, you lose. You lose, your life belongs to Ginger Cloud, is that right or wrong"

Though Ginger Cloud's voice was soft, it clearly reached everyone's ears. For the Shaman of the Wastelanders, every word rang like a thunderbolt.

He had no idea how to respond, because Jiang Yun was now only four steps away from their wager!

Four steps, with Ginger Cloud's current state, she could totally walk to it!

Gingercloud didn't need the response from the barbarians' priest. After asking the question, he looked up at the peak, which was now within reach, and continued his ascent.

This time, Jiang Yun walked slower, but the muffled sound of every step he took resonated in everyone's hearts, causing their heartbeats to slow down in sync with his footsteps.

Sixty-four, sixty-five, sixty-six!

At this moment, a flash of cruelty suddenly appeared in the eyes of the tribe's shaman!

He knew he was doomed to lose.

But he absolutely cannot accept losing!

Therefore, the wrinkle hidden beneath his brow suddenly began to split dramatically, instantly transforming into nine.

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Networkour tribe.In short, the three missions can be seen as your alien cultivation. Hand over the tokens of our clan!"I see," Jiang Yun nodded, understanding that this was the Wild Clan's distrust of these...