It was like someone was beating a drum, and the drumbeats sounded rhythmically.

The rhythm actually vibrated with the heart, one stronger and the other weaker.

If an ordinary person stepped into this place, he would definitely be forced to death by the sound of his heart bursting.

It was also at this time, suddenly!

Jun Muqian felt a strong force coming from all directions, as if the space was being squeezed, leaving her with no strength left to hold on, and her knees were about to fall to the ground.

Don’t kneel!

"Bang!"

A huge sound came, but it was not the knees falling to the ground, but the wrists.

Jun Muqian gritted his teeth slightly and placed his hands on the ground, his slender body trembling slightly under the huge and powerful force.

And the sound of "dong, dong, dong" continues, as if it is deliberately disturbing the tester's nerves and will never stop.

Jun Muqian could clearly feel that this force was specifically squeezing her bones and skin, but her Dantian was not harmed in any way.

However, once the body is severely damaged, the Dantian meridians cannot be saved.

I see!

Jun Mu's eyes were dark and gloomy. No wonder her spiritual power, mental power and soul power were sealed from the very beginning. The biggest purpose of this black tower was to train her body!

Generally speaking, there is no spiritual training group that can train the body, but the body of spiritual training is definitely stronger than that of ordinary people.

The higher your cultivation level, the stronger your body will be.

However, it is precisely because of this that the physiques of middle and low-level spiritual cultivators are not as good as even those of the lowest level among races such as the Longbo clan.

Even Jun Muxian, who has now been promoted to the sixth level of spiritual master, cannot compete with pure physical body.

Long Bo could trample her to death with just one kick.

No wonder...no wonder Feng Yimo would say that the Black Tower is a place where a person can make a qualitative leap.

Here, although spiritual power, mental power and soul power cannot be improved, it can increase the strength of the physical body to a terrifying level!

Jun Muqian recalled that among the illusory universe, there were practitioners who specialized in physical training.

That cultivator's skeleton is comparable to a magical weapon.

Even if spiritual energy hits him, he will remain unscathed.

However, body training is not only very demanding for cultivators, but also depends on whether it is suitable for them.

Good opportunity!

A light flashed across Jun Mu's eyes. She came to the right place for this black tower.

"Dong, dong——"

As if he had guessed what she was thinking, the drum beat became a bit faster at this time.

With the sound of drums and pressure, numerous scars soon appeared on Jun Muxian's body.

Cracked skin!

This proves that with her current ability, she cannot even withstand the pressure of this first level.

Jun Muqian's eyes changed slightly. She endured the large and small wounds on her skin caused by the pressure and began to calm down her breathing.

Although pressure is part of the reason, the more important thing is the sound of the drums.

With her spiritual power sealed, she cannot block out the sounds of the outside world, so...

Jun Muqian inhaled slowly, and in the next second, she turned her body over with great effort.

It was just this movement, "swish--", that opened another gash on her chin, which spread directly to her collarbone.

What is very strange is that this pressure is used very cleverly, and it is only targeted at people, but the clothes are not damaged.

By the time Jun Muqian sat cross-legged on the ground, he had become a bloody man.

Blood-red flesh and blood vessels were vaguely visible, and even the skin was still being torn.

"Pressure..." She whispered, a strong belief burst out in her eyes, and she said word by word, "It is also motivation!"

"Buzz!"

Jun Muqian directly chose to enter cultivation. Although her spiritual power was sealed, it did not mean that it did not exist.

Moreover, once it is unlocked, the spiritual power in her body will increase dramatically.

If you want to calm down, then the only way is to enter concentration!

"Dong, dong dong!"

Seeing that the woman in purple had fallen into trance so quickly, the drum beat became even more urgent, as if it was trying to force her to wake up.

However, Jun Muqian still sat there steadily, even though the pain was bone-crushing and heart-breaking.

By now, it was no longer a simple skin tear, the pressure had penetrated deeply into the body, and the bones and internal organs had begun to become unstable.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came, and Jun Muqian groaned.

A certain bone is broken!

The first level is already extremely scary!

If you want to successfully get through the first level, your physical strength needs to be able to withstand this pressure and break through your own limits!

Jun Muxian was very calm, and she continued to practice regardless of how embarrassed she looked now.

Just follow the steps of the "Nine Transformations of the Divine Art of Creation", one after another.

And until...an entire hour passed, a shocking scene happened.

The cracks on the woman in purple are actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a "crackling" sound, and the bones that were previously crushed were reconnected at the same time.

"Boom...!"

When the drum beat dropped the last note, it stopped instantly!

"Shua—" The darkness also dissipated at this time, restoring its original brightness.

It’s done.

Jun Muzhen slowly opened her eyes. She stood up, felt her body, and then slowly clenched her fists.

Her physique is indeed stronger than when she first came in.

Jun Muqian took out the sign and looked at it, and found that the number on it had changed from one to two.

At this time, there was a "clang" sound, and a staircase appeared in the closed room, leading upwards.

Jun Muxian thought for a while, then walked up.

After her figure disappeared, the stairs also disappeared, and the room returned to darkness, waiting for the arrival of the next trialist.

No one knows how big the Black Tower is. All they know is that it is not as simple as it seems.

Once upon a time, a certain small race entered the black tower with thousands of warriors for a trial, but the black tower still did not reach its maximum capacity.

As time passed, the intelligent beings in the black tower hall all showed expressions of surprise.

"No way, that human has been in there for three hours and he still hasn't come out?"

"Could it be that she couldn't even withstand the first level of pressure and died directly?"

"This is impossible. It's not like you don't know that below the sixty-sixth floor, if life is in danger, the black tower will automatically teleport the tester out."

"Look, she's probably still hanging on on the first floor." Someone sarcastically said, "It won't be long before she gives up."

Just as he finished these words, suddenly, a black light flashed through, and a figure appeared in the hall.

"Look, did you see, someone came out, she..." The person who spoke was originally relying on his own speculation, but when he saw the woman in purple, he was so stupid.

"She... doesn't have any injuries?!"

"This is impossible, she is just a sixth-level spiritual master!"

"Quiet!" Seeing this, the old man shouted again, "If you make any more noise, don't stay here."

Jun Muqian acted as if nothing had happened. She walked over, waved the sign in her hand, and asked, "I will go in directly next time, right?"

The old man was still a little drowsy, but when he saw the numbers on the sign, he suddenly woke up.

He stared at the woman in purple: "Yes, just go in."

Realizing that he was a little excited, the old man softened his tone and said, "Moreover, no matter what you consume in the Black Tower from now on, it will be free."

As soon as these words came out, other intelligent beings were also shocked.

Jun Muqian nodded, put away the sign and walked out.

And when she walked out, there was still a "di" sound.
To be continued...