"About five hundred meters left!"
Chen Xuan was panting heavily, his whole body soaked as if washed by water.
Looking up, the top of the Primordial Spirit Wood was already in his sight.
But...
"This pressure is really quite something!"
He chuckled bitterly, as the closer he got, the pressure from above exceeded his imagination.
"Whew—"
With a long exhale, he didn't continue upward but sat cross-legged.
Now, with each step up, he had to take a long rest to adapt to this pressure.
But it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Because under this pressure, the Sacred Body was being refined even better, and especially the forty-first aperture had emerged.
An hour later.
"Pop..."
With a crisp sound, Chen Xuan finally broke through the forty-first aperture.
Suddenly!
His eyes opened, a gleam flashed, and Chen Xuan slowly stood up.
It was time to take another step.
Then he stepped forward, and when both feet landed on the higher step.
"Boom!"
