The male disciple looked at the high-pressure area in awe. "Most rumors circulating about the Phantom Pagoda say that one day is equivalent to a month's practice. That's actually not true. This only refers to the medium-pressure area."
"Most disciples can only cultivate at low pressure, and may not even reach medium pressure. As for high pressure, it seems that only a few people throughout history can withstand it."
"Personally, I'm used to practicing at low pressure, and I can't stand medium pressure anymore."
The disciples were greatly enlightened.
I didn’t expect the Fantasy Tower to be so amazing, with three major areas inside.
Each region is stronger than the other.
"I didn't know until I heard it. It was really amazing. This tower is amazing."
"Luckily, my senior brother taught me about this. Otherwise, I would have foolishly rushed into high-pressure training. If my body couldn't handle it and I was left with hidden injuries, it would have been terrible."
"I'm so envious of the effects of the high-pressure zone. One day is equivalent to two months of training time. I have fifty drops, isn't that equivalent to my nearly ten years of hard training?!"
"That's a nice thought, but you have to be able to hold on. Didn't you hear my senior brother say that only a handful of people have ever practiced in high-pressure areas?"
"Let's try it. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. We will know it only after it happens."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present became excited.
"Let's go, what are you waiting for? Let's go to the high-voltage area together!"
The yellow-haired male disciple took the lead and rushed into the magic tower.
The other disciples looked at each other and followed him one after another, pouring into the Phantom Tower.
Su Yuening is the last one.
She didn't go to the entrance, but walked quickly around the Phantom Tower.
Going around twice.
Stop suddenly.
She reached out and pressed the smooth wall above her head.
Something like a tile was pushed down.
Then, something strange happened.
There was a door on the patternless purple wall.
This door is a little smaller than the entrance door.
But it looks more solemn.
The door frames are inlaid with purple crystals, which looks extremely luxurious, and the walls are inexplicably elegant and nostalgic.
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