Chapter 111: The Road of Purgatory · Difficulties and Hardships
This is a seemingly endless dark road.
A blood-red sticky ground, a pitch-black space.
All the monks remained restrained and did not lay hands on each other, but none of them would put down their guard.
The Refining Hell Road, if it were just this one road, that would be great, Zhang Heng thought.
For Zhang Heng, although walking on this road is a bit depressing, his physical strength is extremely strong and can still bear it.
Other cultivators who cannot bear it will consume some of their spiritual power to alleviate some pressure for themselves.
After walking for about an hour, a loud noise came from the road ahead.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
This sound is extremely rhythmic, and it's unknown what object produced it.
In this dark world, even if a monk uses his spiritual eye technique, he still can't see things that are far away clearly.
With a mix of curiosity and concern in their minds, the monks walked forward step by step.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The ground trembled slightly.
When he walked to a certain moment, Zhang Heng finally saw the object in front of him that kept making noise.
All that can be seen is a dark sky, with a rope floating in from somewhere unknown, and under the rope is tied a massive boulder weighing tens of thousands of catties.
Boom! The boulder fell down, just blocking the road.
But in the next moment, it quickly rose again and then fell rapidly.
There was only half a second between each touchdown and the next.
Half a second! That is to say, every cultivator present must pass through here within half a second, otherwise they will be crushed into meat patties. Even if you have a defensive spiritual artifact, it's useless.
In front of these tens of thousands of kilograms of giant stones, even Zhang Heng at this moment couldn't hold on.
Moreover, this giant stone has a very large volume, covering several zhang in length.
Under normal circumstances, the monks present could have passed through here.
But on this ground covered with "strong glue", it's impossible to fly, and it's really not easy to get through this level.
"Let's try and see if we can destroy this boulder or cut the rope on top," a monk suggested.
Many masters have taken out their spiritual instruments and continuously attacked the rope floating in the air, but no matter how these masters attack, the rope remains unharmed.
Even some monks used fire to burn it, but still couldn't cause any harm to that seemingly ordinary rope.
Since the rope couldn't break it, the monks started working on that huge stone again, but the result was still the same, and the stone couldn't be broken either.
Boom! Boom! The giant stone still rose and fell in rhythm.
Facing such a scene, Zhang Heng couldn't help but think of the common pass-through games he played during his childhood. The two were surprisingly similar. Yet, with such simple settings, many cultivators present furrowed their brows in worry.
Boulders and rocks are definitely indestructible, in some game terms, that is "invincible", "indestructible".
Since it can't be done from here, I wonder if there's another way?
Suddenly, Zhang Heng thought of a way in his mind.
"Try to see if the ground under this boulder can be destroyed. If it can, we'll dig a hole underneath and the boulder won't crush us. We can also pass through," Zhang Heng said to some of the monks in front.
The monks heard this and thought it made sense, so they quickly used their spiritual instruments to attack the ground.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After a series of continuous blows, the ground was still intact.
"Alas, it seems there's no flaw after all." Zhang Heng sighed inwardly.
"I have a better way!" Just then, Wang Yuan excitedly stood up.
"What can you do?" All the monks present looked at Wang Yuan with suspicious eyes.
"Heh heh!" Wang Yuan took out a rope from his storage bag and tied an iron piece to it.
With a flick of his hand, the stone and iron piece flew out together, instantly entwining themselves around that rope in mid-air.
The monks' eyes lit up, this is a way too! As long as you grab the rope and climb, you can pass through from above the giant stone.
At this moment, a voice of Blood Kill God Emperor's incarnation echoed in the air:
"No entry except from below."
The rope in the fat man's hand suddenly burst into flames and disappeared in an instant.
"This is outrageous!" The fat boy plopped down on the ground with a sullen face.
"Everything here is decided by me." The voice of Blood Kill God Emperor's clone carried a hint of playfulness.
Everyone fell silent.
"Everyone doesn't need to think of other ways anymore, we can only go through one by one from below." Nan Ming said calmly to the crowd of cultivators.
"Who goes first?" some of the monks asked.
The monks present looked at each other in dismay.
"We must agree beforehand that when others pass through here, others cannot attack or make obstacles."
Dutianbao's stone tablet faces the surrounding Taoist temples.
"Right! Others can't make trouble. Whoever makes trouble, when he passes by, everyone will trip him together."
Shi Ke put forward this point, and all the monks present agreed.
It was originally intended to pass through here, but it's extremely difficult. If there are people making trouble on the side, it will be even more difficult.
Then all the monks made a promise together that when others passed by, no one would make trouble for them. Whoever did not follow this rule would be attacked by everyone else.
"I'll go first!" Mu Xuan glanced at Nan Ming and walked up to the front of the giant stone.
Boom! The boulder crashed to the ground.
Mu Xuan's eyes moved slightly but remained still.
When the boulder rose to about half a person's height, Mu Xuan's eyes lit up, and his body burst out with dazzling blue light. His figure flashed, and he leapt towards the opposite side.
The first time she landed, she had already walked more than half of the way. Then with another light jump, she reached the other side.
At this moment, a huge stone came crashing down, blocking her figure.
"Go ahead!" Nanming let the other seven cultivators of Bi Xue Xiang Yun Zong pass one by one.
After all the disciples of Bi Xue Xiangyun Zong had passed by, Nan Ming turned his head and smiled at the crowd of disciples.
Boom! The boulder fell to the ground and then rose again.
A figure flashed by, and a pale blue light flickered on Nan Ming's body.
The next moment, he fell on his face.
What a swift movement! The monks present were all astonished beyond measure.
Boom! The boulder finally fell down.
The disciples of Bi Xue Xiang Yun Zong finished their turn, and it was the turn of the disciples from Du Tian Fort.
"Who goes first?" asked He Yixiu.
"I'll go first." Zhang Heng's figure walked up to the front of the giant stone.
Boom! The giant stone fell to the ground, and Zhang Heng stood here motionless.
When the boulder rose to a man's height, Zhang Heng's body finally moved.
Whoosh! Spanning several meters, Zhang Heng landed smoothly on the ground.
The monks present couldn't help but let out another burst of amazement.
The monks of Duk Tian Fortress passed slowly and steadily from this side of the giant stone.
After the monks of Dugu Tianbao passed through here, it was the turn of the monks of Fang Yunshan.
Soon all masters will pass through here.
After everyone passed by, they were all stunned.
All passed?
The monks present looked incredulous.
"I didn't think I could make it through either." Wang Yuan's chubby body was drenched in sweat.
"It doesn't seem too difficult." Some of the monks present began to discuss it among themselves.
Zhang Heng also secretly pondered in his heart.
Logically speaking, this giant stone gate should be a hurdle that a small number of cultivators can't pass, especially that fatty Wang Yun.
But at the last moment, those slightly lower-level cultivators actually brought out 200% of their potential and managed to pass from under the giant stone. Wang Yuan was a typical representative.
"Sometimes, as long as you try your best to do it, those things that seem impossible to do will succeed instead." Zhang Heng suddenly had an epiphany.
"Don't be so smug, Purgatory Road, you've only made it through a small half."
A low voice echoed in this dark world, making the hearts of all cultivators tense again.
The monks continued to move forward, and before long, the road ahead suddenly sprouted countless iron spikes. But that was not all - from the sky above, dark red fireballs began to fall, each containing an astonishing amount of heat, with a power comparable to third-tier magic.
Is this the legendary knife mountain and sea of fire? Zhang Heng couldn't help but secretly despise this Blood Killing God Emperor.

