Then he continued to move upwards, looked up and counted. The altar was not high, but there were at least a hundred stone steps.
Fortunately, it was weakened by the system.
It also made Zhou Heng walk particularly easily.
However, even so, when he was over ninety, he felt a tremendous pressure.
This time, not only his body, but even his soul had the illusion of being suppressed.
"As expected of the Immortal King, this is too strong! He has been weakened to one percent!"
“It can still be so powerful!”
Zhou Heng gritted his teeth and insisted on moving forward.
When I reached the last stone step, I almost crawled up it.
When he reached the altar, he first lay flat on it, gasping for breath.
It took an hour before he finally recovered.
He slowly stood up, holding on to the huge tripod.
He looked around and asked, "Where is the inheritance? Where is it?"
[Ding, kneel down, burn incense! ]
After receiving the reminder from the system, Zhou Heng directly picked up the incense beside him.
After lighting it, kneel down.
After he knelt down, a crack appeared in the center of the altar.
As the cracks spread, a passage leading underground soon appeared.
Zhou Heng looked down carefully, and after making sure it was safe, he slowly walked down.
In the end, it's like going up and then going down again.
He counted the steps and at first it seemed like nothing.
But later on.
The pressure from before started again.
"What's going on? Is this a test for both the upper and lower levels?"
Zhou Heng felt helpless, but having come this far, he had no choice but to go on.
This time, what I experienced was no longer oppression, but various mental stimulations.
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