Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 432 Hurricane Temple
The entire northern region of the Meteor Dragon Continent is a vast mountain range spanning tens of thousands of kilometers. The highest peaks of these mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist year-round, making them incredibly mysterious.

No one knows what the view from the summit is like, because neither humans nor spirit beasts can reach this highest peak. The wind pressure here is simply too great, making every step upwards incredibly difficult.

However, today this mysterious place is about to reveal its unknown side to the world.

"This is the place you've been longing for? It doesn't look particularly special." Wang Qiu'er looked up at the sky, not seeing anything special about it.

Wu Xuan smiled slightly: "What can we see with this layer of clouds obscuring the view? Let's make an assessment after we reach the summit."

"You still plan to go up? With our current strength, we can't fly very high!" Wang Qiu'er frowned as she looked at the towering peak that reached into the clouds.

"Next, you can choose to come with me, or you can wander around on your own and wait for me to come back." As soon as Wu Xuan finished speaking, he circulated his soul power and rose up, heading towards the top of the mountain.

Wang Qiu'er, who was standing still, had a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flash across her pretty face. She clenched her fists as she watched Wu Xuan's figure leave quickly. She hadn't said she wouldn't go, and he had just left her alone.
"Hey! You wretched guy, wait for me!" Wang Qiu'er shouted angrily as she watched the figure disappear from sight.

Wu Xuan simply smiled at this, and then a gentle breeze drifted from Wu Xuan's fingertips, slowly surrounding Wang Qiu'er. Such strong wind pressure around this mountain peak was something that only wind-attribute soul masters could easily venture into.

Afterwards, Wu Xuan ignored the furious Wang Qiu'er. As Wu Xuan's tangible spiritual power spread out, the clouds and mist swirling around the distant mountain peaks seemed to be clearly separated, and the towering mountains clustered together. In the distance, Wu Xuan seemed to see magnificent buildings on those mountains.

Wu Xuan's heart stirred slightly, and he increased his flight speed again. Finally, when he was more than 3,000 meters above the ground, Wu Xuan's flight altitude came to a complete stop.

Seeing that Wu Xuan showed no sign of needing to rest, he continued climbing. Wang Qiu'er, who was behind him, gritted her teeth. Her soul power was not as strong as Wu Xuan's, and she had already run out of energy at more than 2,000 meters. She had to rely on her strong physical strength to catch up with Wu Xuan, and finally caught up with him after four hours.

"Hey, don't you need to rest?" Wang Qiu'er asked irritably. After such a long climb, especially at such a high altitude, even speaking had become difficult. She needed to release her soul power to protect herself first.

"No need!" Wu Xuan glanced at the clouds that were so close at hand, gave a casual reply, and then exerted his strength again, breaking through the clouds in a few sprints. He arrived in another world shrouded in mist.

Although the wind pressure at the mountain peak was high, Wu Xuan, who had consumed the 100,000-year-old immortal herb, the Light Breeze Lotus, could easily control it and it posed no threat whatsoever.

On the other side of the clouds, a white stone staircase stretched upwards, reflecting the light of the sunset, winding upwards like a jade ribbon. A grand hall, exuding an ancient and weathered aura as if carved from white jade, stood there, square with a domed ceiling. Beneath the vast sky, countless winds blew, and looking down from the heavens, an indescribable sense of ancient grandeur rose straight into the clouds.

hum!
As Wu Xuan stepped forward, the hall seemed to be fully activated. As Wu Xuan slowly walked to the bottom of the steps, the space in the sky suddenly distorted, and then a large amount of light condensed, finally transforming into a huge array. A light shield nearly tens of thousands of feet in size condensed out, and the light shield was like a bowl inverted from the sky, as if day and night had been under it.

Ripples quickly spread across the light shield, and the subtle fluctuations caused Wang Qiu'er, who had just broken through the clouds, to look on with fear. She simply couldn't imagine who had built such a terrifying protective shield.

She felt that even if Uncle Di Tian came, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand that power.

As the protective barrier fully formed, Wang Qiu'er instantly felt a surge of incredibly dense, almost viscous, soul power rush towards her, causing her body to tilt slightly. At that moment, Wang Qiu'er slowly closed her beautiful eyes, feeling as if she had entered a state of profound clarity. She didn't know how much time had passed; it felt like only a moment. When she opened her eyes again, a powerful aura instantly emanated from her body.

Soul power has increased to level 67!

Wang Qiu'er sensed the soul power permeating this world and was instantly moved. The terrifying soul power within this world within the light barrier was probably dozens of times greater than that outside. Such methods were beyond the capabilities of people in this world.

"Wu Xuan! Did you already know about the opportunities here, which is why you went through so much trouble to come here?" Wang Qiu'er stepped forward quickly and asked with certainty.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuan did not give a clear answer, but instead smiled slightly and said, "Why don't we go in and take a look together and we'll find out!"

"Hmph!" Wang Qiu'er snorted lightly, and the next moment she leaped up and rushed towards the steps.

Bang—a muffled sound rang out. Just as Wang Qiu'er reached the steps, she seemed to have bumped into something, and was thrown back more than ten meters.

Wang Qiu'er covered her reddened forehead, her pretty face filled with shame and anger, and her delicate body trembled. When had she, a majestic imperial beast, ever suffered such humiliation?

Wu Xuan frowned slightly and slowly walked forward. As he reached out to touch the ground, there was no obstruction in the air. To his surprise, Wu Xuan stepped onto the first step and passed through it with ease.

Wang Qiu'er's eyes reddened slightly, as if she had suffered some unfair treatment.

Wu Xuan walked down the steps and slowly explained, "It seems that only wind element soul masters can step onto these steps. This is the rule here, and it's not an unfair treatment."

"Hmph! I don't care to go in." Wang Qiu'er snorted coldly and turned to leave.

However, Wang Qiu'er did not descend from the cloud. Instead, he sat down on the other side to meditate and cultivate. One day of meditation and cultivation here is equivalent to more than half a month outside. He would not be so foolish as to leave directly.

Returning to the steps, Wu Xuan once again stepped onto the first step.

As Wu Xuan took one step after another, he quickly covered half of the steps. It was at this moment that Wu Xuan truly felt a bit of pressure. Wu Xuan suddenly realized that the steps in front of the Hurricane Temple were actually a test!
However, Wu Xuan found these so-called trials to be nothing special, offering no pressure whatsoever. But as Wu Xuan neared his end, the immense pressure finally overwhelmed him.

It felt like pressing your finger into a balloon, and the balloon popping your finger out. A layer of light blue mist appeared around his body, and Wu Xuan could clearly feel his soul power being rapidly depleted.

(End of this chapter)