Chapter 1179: Suppression

t your hands is worth it." Ye Fusheng spoke slowly.After that, she closed her eyes."I killed you!"Nan Qianhua roared, her spiritual energy increasing in her hands until it became tangible. Finally, it...Chapter 1179: Suppression

Time passed silently.

Bang...

Boom...

People occasionally fall, but each time someone falls, another immediately steps up to take their place.

"One more hour!"

Huangfu Qing glanced at her watch, letting out a heavy sigh in her heart. Her face was visibly anxious and restless.

In reality, contacting Ye Fusheng is already an impossible solution. Although many women resent his journey to Changbai Mountain, they secretly don't resist because they understand it's about saving his mother.

If there were other solutions to this miasma, or if I could hold out for a while longer, I absolutely wouldn't have contacted you.

She saw Qin Mulan's eyes from the corner of her eye, their minds connecting without a word. She silently walked out of the crowd.

Qin Mulan quickly appeared beside them, her expression serious. "More and more of us are collapsing, everyone's pushing themselves to their limits. At this rate, I'm afraid we'll be welcoming our end very soon."

At first, everyone held out for as long as they could, but these past few days have been a battle against injury. Once someone falls, they need to be replaced immediately. Many people haven't had time to rest and have had to keep fighting despite the pain.

Even without mentioning others, Shangguan Rou and Yun Ling'er were in a state of extreme exhaustion.

Furthermore, the miasma that had accumulated in the abyss was growing increasingly potent, striking the barrier with ever-greater force. The situation was becoming increasingly dire.

Huangfu Qing's brow furrowed: "Indeed, I hope Fusheng arrives soon. If everyone persists and fails, it will be a disaster for the entire Daxia."

Qin Mulan pondered for a moment: 'What I'm thinking about now isn't just reaching the end of life, but what to do if even Floating Life can't solve the miasma'

Hearing this, Huangfu Qing quickly looked over, her eyes filled with disbelief. She actually suspected Fu Sheng

Qin Mulan quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand me, I don't suspect Floating Life. It's that this miasma has far exceeded everyone's understanding. As his women, we can place all our hopes on Floating Life, but as high-ranking officials of Daxia, we have a greater responsibility to ensure the safety of everyone."

Yes!

Instinct drove her to prepare for the worst.

Huangfu Qing's brow furrowed even deeper, she could no longer imagine the consequences of Fusheng being unable to control the miasma.

Qin Mulan saw that she was not speaking, and also remained silent. Because the situation had developed to this point, Ye Fusheng was indeed the only hope. She made preparations in her heart for the possibility that Ye Fusheng might be uncontrollable, but she hadn't thought about how to deal with the consequences afterward.

At that moment.

Boom boom boom boom....

One after another, the cries of those struck by the sonic attack echoed through the air. Around the abyss, warriors and cultivators were falling faster and faster. In just a blink of an eye, over a dozen had collapsed to the ground.

Bang bang bang....

And it didn't stop, more and more people fell.

"We've reached the critical point!"

Huangfu Qing opened her mouth with difficulty. The so-called threshold was the amount of spiritual energy and vigor replenished by everyone compared to the amount consumed by the miasma.

Once depletion exceeds replenishment, more people are needed to suppress it.

As expected.

Everyone present saw this. If they maintained their current numbers, they could only watch helplessly as one by one their fellow cultivators fell. Only if they worked together could they suppress it.

Those in the rear, regardless of whether they needed to make room, all stood up and went to the gap at the edge of the abyss. They sat cross-legged, releasing spiritual energy and internal energy rapidly.

Just a few hundred people were needed to suppress it before, but now nearly a thousand are sitting there.

The pressure lasted only a minute.

Boom boom boom....

Once again, people began to faint and collapse, and the rate was no slower than before. The reason is self-evident: the miasma was becoming increasingly dense, draining their stamina at an accelerated pace, showing a clear upward trend.

As a result, the crowd couldn't get a complete replenishment and all went into battle while sick. Many were not even at one-tenth of their peak condition, and the longer it went on, the weaker they became.

Once the threshold is exceeded, the gap between the two sides will widen.

"No... help me up, I can still suppress it!"

A white-haired cultivator roared in defiance, but his voice lacked any power.

Boom boom boom...

The dozen or so cultivators around him also slowly collapsed.

Clear as day, in the moment they collapsed, a thin membrane above the abyss rose slightly.

Witness this scene.

All faces turned pale, and even those resting in the back rushed forward, ignoring their rest. Only a few hundred people were left unable to get up.

The instant their qi and vigor leaked out, the miasma was once again suppressed.

This situation persisted for another fifteen minutes.

The film swelled again.

"What"

"How could this be!"

"Everyone, don't hold back, leak everything! We must suppress it!"

A cacophony of sounds erupted around them, the first time they'd spoken in days.

It's a pity.

When humans are at their limit, they have 200% of the willpower, but only 10% of the strength they usually have.

The film is still bulging.

"Hold on everyone, the Earthquake God said he'll be here soon!" Huangfu Qing rushed up despite not having time to give orders, her voice filled with energy.

"We just need to hold on for a while, as long as the Earth-Shattering God of War arrives, the current crisis will be resolved!" Qin Mulan said with unwavering determination.

Although she speculated in her heart, she still unconditionally believed Ye Fusheng in front of everyone.

Two more joined the fray, but things didn't improve. Their strength was insignificant against the thousands already struggling to control the situation.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Yún Líng'ěr, Shàngguān Ròu, Tuo'er, Yīn Chǔchǔ, and Yīn Chǔchǔ, including Gù Zǐqí and Hé Yùtíng whose martial cultivation could be ignored, all rushed up.

If anyone in the room was the weakest, it would undoubtedly be them. The reason is simple: they've been under pressure from the very beginning and have pushed themselves to the limit before everyone else arrived.

I haven't recovered much at all these past few days.

Bang bang bang...

People around the abyss fell again.

The speed of the membrane bulge was increasing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had already grown to be a person's height, and the membrane looked much thinner.

"I don't believe in this evil stuff, I've cultivated for a hundred years and can't even suppress this little miasma... Pfft!"

A martial artist roared loudly, but before he could finish his words, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and the entire person fainted.

"Hang in there, everyone! Just a little longer!!!"

Huangfu Qing's face was as pale as a sheet, drained of all color.

“Yes, we can hold out until the arrival of the Skybreaker! That is victory!”

"We have 140 million people in the Great Xia behind us! We cannot retreat!"

History will remember us, let's persevere!

Qin Mulan and other women cheered everyone on.

It wasn't just them, everyone else spoke up too, cheering for themselves and their companions.

However.

The speed at which the membrane bulged was increasing, already a full ten feet high, looking like it could burst at any moment. Inside, the black ink-colored miasma churned constantly, like countless demonic faces struggling to break free, ready to devour everyone in sight.

"No!"

Another cultivator shouted, and to the end his mouth spurted blood, his spiritual energy completely exhausted. He lay on the ground like a piece of flesh.

Bang bang bang.

More and more people are falling down.

If before it was just one fall, now it's a whole bunch falling.

In just a few short seconds, at least hundreds of people collapsed around the abyss, barely able to move.

On the contrary, the miasma grew increasingly rampant, reaching a height of two zhang. The membrane looked as if it would shatter at any moment.

Until now.

All faces were filled with terror, staring at the pitch-black miasma before them, feeling a fear unlike any they had ever experienced.

It's not just them, Huangpu Qing and Qin Mulan and other women are the same, fear, an overwhelming fear they can't resist!

Just then.

Buzz…

As if a gust of wind had swept through, the towering miasma suddenly subsided, leveling with the ground, its film now clear yet heavy.

Looking up at the sky, a man and a woman slowly descend!ull of strangeness, we have to take it seriously. Especially just now, the Soul-Tearing Whip had no effect on him, which is even more strange.'All the Soul-Binding Whips in Fengdu are magic artifacts...