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Dressed in white, Zhang Lingyu looked solemnly at his sect hanging upside down in the sky before finally taking a step forward.

Feng Shayan, Jia Zhengliang, and other young talents from various sects and families, as well as some lone cultivators, all of whom had seen the sacred mountain and made their way here, embarked on this extraordinary staircase connecting heaven and earth with their own thoughts.

The climb has begun.

The first few steps seemed normal.

The steps have a unique tactile feel, neither gold nor stone, but carry a warm and gentle energy.

But soon, everyone discovered something was wrong.

With each step upward, I felt an extra weight on my shoulders.

This is not simply an increase in physical gravity; for a battle-hardened superhuman, this amount of weight is nothing.

The real pressure comes from a deeper level; an invisible force field envelops the steps, as if scrutinizing the soul of every climber.

A sense of mental exhaustion began to creep in, and something deep within my heart seemed to be touched by these steps.

Obsession, fear, unfulfilled regrets, and hidden desires.

These emotions, which are usually suppressed or ignored, now surface on their own and begin to swirl in my mind.

Some people even began to see blurry hallucinations.

It could be a past failure or a manifestation of inner fears.

The ladder is not just a path to power.

It is more like a mirror, an extraordinary mirror that reflects the soul and tempers the heart.

After Wang Ye had climbed about a hundred steps, his brows suddenly furrowed.

The sense of space around me began to become extremely unstable.

The air seemed to have turned into a viscous liquid, with an eerie sense of distortion.

He subconsciously tried to use the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to stabilize himself and sense his surroundings.

However, the Qimen Dunjia formation becomes chaotic and difficult to grasp here.

The operation of the spell was extremely obscure, like being stuck in a quagmire.

What alarmed him even more was that several extremely chaotic and fragmented fragments of the future flashed through his mind like lightning.

An endless sea of ​​blood, and an indescribable, suffocating atmosphere of despair.

These fleeting moments sent a chill down his spine.

These steps are far more dangerous than they appear!

It interferes with Qimen Dunjia and can even trigger ominous premonitions about the future.

On the other side, Zhuge Qing also encountered trouble.

He had just calmed himself down and taken less than fifty steps when the scene before him suddenly changed.

The bluestone steps of Longhu Mountain have disappeared.

Instead, the familiar scenes of the family were replaced.

The power of Wuhou Qimen, which was enough to make him surpass his family predecessors and bring glory to his family, was easily defeated by the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

The deepest desire for power, the obsession with proving oneself, and the sense of responsibility to uphold the family's honor were amplified infinitely at this moment.

He seemed to be standing at that crossroads once again, where one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.

Zhuge Qing's steps became heavy, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.

In stark contrast to the struggles of Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and others is Feng Baobao.

She walked upwards step by step, maintaining a constant pace.

Those illusions that would have driven a weaker person to a mental breakdown, and the ever-increasing mental pressure, seemed to have no effect on her at all.

Her eyes remained vacant, as if everything on the stairs had nothing to do with her.

only……

Xu San and Xu Si, who were following not far behind her, keenly noticed her unusual behavior.

The baby's eyes seemed more vacant than usual.

It wasn't just indifference, but a deeper sense of emptiness, as if a part of the soul had been ripped away.

The power of the stairs did not induce any illusions of fear or obsession in her.

But it seems to be touching on something more fundamental.

Some secrets they had never known before, about the depths of Feng Baobao's soul, about the root of her amnesia.

Xu San's heart clenched, and Xu Si also dropped his usual playful demeanor, his brows furrowing.

Zhang Chulan walked at the front, and he also felt that mental pressure.

However, the weak magnetic field power circulating within his body seems to have a natural resistance to this pressure.

Although I still felt heavy, I didn't fall into a hallucination like others.

His attention was more focused on the steps beneath his feet.

Feel the pure energy that forms the steps.

Analyzing the rhythm of the magnetic field rotation contained within it.

For him, this was more than just a qualification screening.

It is also an excellent opportunity to observe and learn from Yang Yi's strength up close.

Reaching the summit is certainly important.

However, the greatest gain would be to gain a deeper understanding of the rotation of the magnetic field during this process, or even to make another breakthrough.

His steps were not fast, but exceptionally steady, and his gaze was focused.

The stairs stretch upwards, seemingly without end.

The gap between climbers is beginning to emerge.

Some young extraordinary individuals with strong willpower, or those who focus on mental training in their cultivation, such as Zhang Lingyu, although they also felt the pressure, were still able to maintain a steady pace and gradually stand out.

But for many others, life became increasingly difficult.

Some people were drenched in sweat and pale-faced, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.

Some people looked dazed, clearly trapped in the illusion created by the stairs, their steps unsteady, spinning in place.

"No! I didn't lose!"

A young, extraordinary person suddenly let out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with terror, as if he had seen something extremely horrific.

His legs buckled, he lost his balance, and rolled backward.

Just as he was about to fall off the steps, a gentle blue energy caught him and gently carried him back to the summit of Longhu Mountain below.

He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his eyes still filled with shock.

When he looked up at the sky again, the upside-down sacred mountain and the energy staircase had completely disappeared from his sight.

He lost his eligibility.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of everyone still climbing.

The price of failure is not only losing the opportunity to learn about the rotation of the magnetic field, but also being deprived of even the right to look up to miracles.

The climb continues.

Everyone is engaged in a battle against their own inner weaknesses.

This ladder to heaven leading to the "rotation of the magnetic field" is more like an extremely cruel trial of one's Dao heart.

Chapter 203 Cultivating Magnetic Fields is Also Cultivating the Mind

Zhang Chulan climbed with his eyes slightly closed. The weak but stable magnetic field power in his body constantly collided and merged with the energy emanating from the steps, creating a wonderful resonance.

This resonance is like a key, gradually unlocking the shackles around his body.

Zhang Chulan, immersed in the magnetic field, was completely focused, his senses heightened to the extreme.

He seemed to see the complex energy flow inside the staircase, which was not a simple accumulation of power, but a precise, almost artistic, weaving of energy.

Each step contains a different magnetic field fluctuation frequency, and with each step, one can perceive a new direction of energy flow.

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan frowned. He sensed a change and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"I see!"

He realized that the relationship between magnetic field strength and mental will is not a simple one, but a complex system in which they mutually promote and restrict each other.

The stronger one's will, the more stable one's magnetic field; the stronger the magnetic field, the heavier the mental pressure.

Therefore, when practicing magnetic field martial arts, one must pay attention to cultivating the mind, otherwise one may go mad.

This sudden realization triggered a chain reaction. Zhang Chulan's understanding of magnetic field rotation deepened instantly, and the magnetic field power within his body surged, directly breaking through to the level of 30,000 horsepower of magnetic field rotation!

However, this also exhausted all his previous efforts, making it unlikely that he could improve again in a short period of time.

His steps suddenly became much lighter, and his eyes became bright and determined.

Feng Baobao climbed at a leisurely pace, as naturally as if she were taking a stroll.

The illusions and pressures that would break an ordinary person seemed nonexistent before her. Her empty eyes stared straight ahead, her expression calm, as if she cared nothing for anything.

Xu San and Xu Si followed not far behind her, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Their years of attention to their baby have instilled in them a habit of observing her subtle changes.

Just as Feng Baobao was about to reach her peak, Xu San's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch her, but then withdrew it.

"Fourth brother, did you see that?" Xu San asked in a low voice.

Xu Si nodded slightly, his brows furrowed.

They all caught that one moment—a fleeting sadness flashed deep within the baby's empty eyes.

The power of the stairs seemed to have touched the roots of Feng Baobao's forgotten memories. But this touch was fleeting, and Baobao's eyes returned to their usual blankness.