Chapter 110 Fierce Battle on the Cliff, Ascending to the Top of the Gods

["Huff... huff..."]

[Heavy panting is the only sound you can hear right now.]

[At this moment, you are hanging onto the belt buckle of the Vast Abyss Statue, which is as wide as a plaza.]

[You are already over fifty zhang from the ground.]

[The height here brings not just visual dizziness, but an exponentially increasing terrifying pressure.]

[With every inch you climb, the pressure grows stronger.]

[The air seems to have solidified into a physical substance.]

[It's not just crushing your Physical Body; it's also frantically battering your Divine Soul's defenses.]

["Damn... isn't this pressure a bit too insane?"]

[Gritting your teeth, you toss your sweat-soaked hair behind your head.]

[If you were relying solely on the free-climbing skills you mastered in Sunset Canyon, you would have given up long ago.]

[The real support allowing you to cling to the surface of this statue is your micro-manipulation of Spiritual Form.]

[Between your palms and the rock wall, a continuous, extremely thin layer of water film is currently covering the surface.]

[You control this water film to instantly displace all air, compressing the water flow to its limit and tightly sealing every single crack.]

[You are using vacuum suction to be able to, in such a harsh gravity environment...]

[...nail yourself firmly to the precipice like a spike.]

[But even so, your fingers are already bloody and mangled from the excessive force, with blood seeping from under your fingernails.]

[You don't dare to relax even for a second.]

[Because you've discovered that as you ascend...]

[...the circulation speed of the Acting Shepherd Divine Might within your body is slowing down.]

[The divine repulsion emanating from the statue itself is neutralizing the Divine Might shield you "borrowed."]

["I have to hurry!"]

[Taking a deep breath, you kick off hard with both feet, your body flying like an arrow from a bow.]

[You lunge upward three meters, death-gripping a golden chain stretching across the statue's abdomen.]

[However, the moment you stabilize your body...]

["Buzz—!!!"]

[A scalp-numbing buzzing sound abruptly rings out from the gaps in the chain.]

[You snap your head up, your pupils shrinking.]

[In the shadow of that thick chain...]

[...over a dozen flying creatures, dark gold in color and about the size of a fist, slowly emerge.]

[They have transparent wings, mouthparts as sharp as needles, and those nauseating compound eyes.]

["Water Shadow Mosquitoes?!"]

[You are startled.]

[But why have these things changed color?]

[Before you can react, those dozen or so dark-gold Water Shadow Mosquitoes turn into streaks of light, pouncing toward you.]

[Their speed is twice as fast as the ordinary ones you encountered in the second stage!]

["Mutated species?"]

[You don't dare to be careless. Keeping your right hand firmly on the chain to maintain balance, you swing your left hand out violently.]

[Several extremely compressed water spheres quickly condense around you.]

["Profound Water Ten Thousand Transformations: Wave-Piercing Grapeshot!"]

["Ding, ding, ding!"]

[However, a scene that surprises you occurs.]

[The usually invincible Wave-Piercing Grapeshot hits these mosquitoes, but it actually produces the crisp sound of metal clashing.]

[It only leaves shallow white marks on their hard carapaces!]

["Not only fast, but their defense is also this insane?"]

[In that split second of hesitation, a Water Shadow Mosquito breaks through your defense and stings your left shoulder hard.]

["Hiss!"]

[A piercing pain strikes.]

[You feel the Xuan Shui Spiritual Rhyme in your body being frantically sucked out through the wound!]

["They don't just suck blood, they suck mana too?"]

[You're getting anxious.]

["You're asking for death!"]

[You can't afford to save Spiritual Rhyme anymore, nor can you worry about the mark on your forehead.]

[With a thought, the mark on your forehead shines brightly.]

["Core Technique Medium: Mid-Tier Authority!"]

[Boom!]

[A terrifying Divine Might, far exceeding what you had before, is summoned by you.]

[Although this will increase the burden on your Divine Thought, survival is the priority right now.]

[With the support of this Divine Might, you clench your left hand.]

["Profound Water Ten Thousand Transformations: Frost Condensation!"]

[Crack! Crack!]

[Centering on you, the water vapor within a ten-meter radius is instantly frozen.]

[Those dozen or so dark-gold Water Shadow Mosquitoes that were just acting arrogant...]

[...instantly stiffen, their wings covered in frost, their speed plummeting.]

["Die!"]

[Taking the opportunity to exert force, you swing your whole body like an ape.]

[With a thousand-jun of force, your right foot kicks the nearest mosquito hard.]

[The Physical Body strength of the Origin Opening Realm Peak, combined with an explosion of hidden force...]

["Pop!"]

[The mosquito, frozen brittle, explodes directly into a cloud of golden powder.]

[For the next ten minutes, you fight a life-and-death battle on the precipice.]

[You have to resist the increasingly strong pressure while also guarding against sneak attacks from these insidious and vicious mutated mosquitoes.]

[Fortunately, you have a strong heart.]

[The more dangerous it gets, the calmer you become.]

[You use the uneven patterns on the statue's surface as cover and the chains as pivot points for swinging.]

["Xuan Xi Origin Condensing Shield" to tank damage, "Cangming Spirit Healing Art" to heal, and "Acting Shepherd Divine Might" to interfere.]

[You utilize the divine arts you've learned over the past month to their absolute limit.]

[Combined with your seasoned combat experience, you force your way out, carving a path of blood.]

[By the time you crush the head of the last mosquito, you have climbed to the chest of the statue.]

[At this point, you are covered in blood, your clothes are in tatters, and you look incredibly wretched.]

[But your eyes are terrifyingly bright.]

["Just one last stretch..."]

[You look up at the massive chin above and those tightly closed lips.]

[Only the final hundred meters remain.]

[But these hundred meters are also the most difficult part.]

[The pressure here is as thick as glue; every time you lift your hand, it consumes all your strength.]

[Furthermore, the divine impact has begun to cause even more severe hallucinations.]

[In a daze...]

[...you see the statue open its eyes, staring at you coldly.]

[You see countless hands reaching out from the Void Realm, trying to drag you down.]

["Get lost!"]

[You roar, biting the tip of your tongue to force yourself to stay awake through the sharp pain.]

[Canglan Divine Sense burns frantically in your Sea of Consciousness, desperately guarding your last shred of clarity.]

[Eighty meters... fifty meters... thirty meters...]

[Your consciousness begins to blur, and your body moves entirely on instinct.]

[Ten meters!]

[You can even clearly see the patterns on the statue's nose.]

["Get... UP THERE!!!"]

[At the final moment, you squeeze out the last bit of strength in your body.]

[Your hands violently grab the edge of the crown on top of the statue's head.]

[Your muscles tense up as you lunge upward!]

["Whoosh!"]

[Your body traces an arc in the air, crossing that final boundary.]

["Thud!"]

[When you fall heavily onto the flat, plaza-like area on top of the statue's head...]

[...the terrifying pressure around you, which had almost crushed you, vanishes without a trace.]

["Huff... huff... huff..."]

[You lie flat on your back, spread-eagled on the cold top of the statue's head.]

[Your chest heaves violently, every breath sounding like a bellows.]

[Your fingers are still twitching involuntarily, and every muscle in your body is protesting.]

[But the corners of your mouth pull into a difficult but incredibly satisfying smile.]

["Heh..."]

["I... I made it up."]

[This time, you are truly exhausted.]

[It's not just physical exhaustion, but the ultimate squeezing of your mental state.]

[You lie there, looking at the still-gray Void Realm above.]

[Right now, you are covered in blood from head to toe, looking like a malevolent ghost crawled out of Hell.]

[Wretched as you may be, you have ultimately stood on the shoulders of a giant... no, on its head.]

[You rest for a few minutes, waiting for your bodily functions to recover slightly.]

[Only then do you perform the Cangming Spirit Healing Art to slowly repair your damaged Meridians.]

[Then, you struggle to prop up your upper body, wanting to see what secrets are hidden at the Peak of the Statue.]

[Whether the exit is hidden here.]