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Chapter 1783 - : Successful candidate (3)

  

Chapter 1783: Successful candidate (3)

  “But the minute they reach five hundred meters and above, the resistance increases and the climber’s Profound Energy within their bodies would continue to decrease by half. Later on with every five hundred meters ascension, their Profound Energies will decrease by another half. So from five hundred meters onwards, there would be a certain distance between each practitioner and the one leading would mostly have much outstanding potential than the others. The ones behind will rarely be able to chase up hence there will be very few situations where they will mutually attack each other.”

  Luo Jiyun’s expression turned pale slowly, “In this case, when they reach three thousand meters and above, even if it was a ninth stage realm practitioner, the level of Profound Energy within their bodies will be no different from ordinary people?”

  He asked this question because he had already seen the top one hundred climbers height which they mounted and those were just around the three thousand meters position.

  Pang Yihao shook his head.

  “Junior Brother Luo, you don’t know about this. If it was only a decrease in Profound Energy, that would still be alright because although the distance between the stones on the cliff had widened, but for many outstanding practitioners just needed to use their physical strength to jump several meters in one shot. So climbing to the summit totally doesn’t pose any difficulty so how will it be possible for them to fall just after three thousand meters?”

  Luo Jiyun was stunned, “Oh yes, then what’s the reason?”

  Pang Yihao explained, “From the start of the three thousand meters, the climbers’ five senses will slowly be stripped off. Firstly they will feel that their sight will gradually turn blurry and fog will appear before their eyes. Moreover, it will turn thicker and thicker hence many geniuses on the Cloud Mounting Chart gradually fall from here. At the point of three thousand and five hundred meters, they practically couldn’t see anything at all and following that, their sense of touch will also slowly disappear, followed by their sense of hearing…”

  Saying to this point, he stopped.

  

  

  

  Luo Jiyun asked endlessly, “What happens after the loss of hearing?”

  Pang Yihao spread open his hands as he gave a helpless reply, “How would I know about that? I gave up when I was around the three thousand two hundred meters mark! Most of the sixth stage realm practitioners aren’t like me, generally they will automatically give up when they reach three thousand meters. After all, falling down isn’t a joke! The sense of touch at three thousand five hundred meters disappears and that was something which Senior Brother Feng told all of us last year!”

  Huang Yueli and Luo Jiyun took a look at the Cloud Mounting Chart at the same time.

  At the back of Feng Zhehao’s name inscribed the letterings four thousand one hundred meters and he was the only disciple who had surpassed three thousand eight hundred meters.

  Luo Jiyun gasped in admiration, “Incredible! So no one knows what happens after four thousand five hundred meters?”

  Pang Yihao had yet to reply when Huang Yueli opened her mouth calmly.

  “Actually there isn’t anything strange. There is only a total of seven thousand meters in the Sky Ascension Stairs and once they reach the height of six thousand meters, all five senses will vanish totally and at the same time, one’s soul trace will also disappear completely!”

  “Soul trace will also disappear?? Then…. then how will one gauge the direction? Wouldn’t it mean that they will definitely fall?”

  

  

  

  Huang Yueli shook her head, “Although soul trace has disappeared, but it’s rumoured that there will be a kind of energy pointing out the direction. Only there will be all sorts of illusions which appear in one’s mind, spiking one’s inner fears and desires. The minute one isn’t careful, they will immediately self-explode out of madness and die without a burial ground… For the past several thousand years, the number of peerless geniuses who had died at the last one thousand meters had at least been ten or more….”

  Pang Yihao was shaking with fear and trepidation from hearing these as he turned tongue tied and flabbergasted, simply not believing his ears at all.

  “Young Miss Bai, you… how do you know about these? Have you ever been at the height of six thousand meters and above before? No, this isn’t possible…”

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