As Jia Lin made his way towards the large statue off in the distance, the pressure weighing down on his body increased dramatically. His feet began to sink into the ground, leaving c***k marks all over its surface.
"This is starting to get really tough" he murmured while continuing to move forwards.
In his mind, the ancient devil physique cultivation method was endlessly circulating the information Jia Lin needed to know when practicing in the body refinement or fleshy body cultivation. Jia Lin stops moving forwards, even though the mists inside of his meridians were much purer and stronger than what they use to be, the pressure of the gravitational field was dreadful to the extreme.
The large statue was still a great distance away from him, it was as if the closer he got to the statue,
