no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't move an inch.The next second.Bang!The golden immortal transformed into a cloud of blood mist, disappearing without a trace.Uh...Yang Ditian was dumbfounded...Chapter 1179: Suppression

Chapter 1179: Suppression

Time passed quietly and imperceptibly.

Boom...

Bang...

Bang…

Sometimes people fall down, but every time someone falls, someone immediately stands up to replace them.

One more hour!

Huangfu Qing glanced at her watch, letting out a heavy sigh in her heart. Her face was filled with anxiety and restlessness.

In reality, contacting Ye Fusheng is already a futile attempt. Although many women have grievances against him for going to Changbai Mountain, they are not truly resistant in their hearts because they understand that this concerns his mother's salvation.

If there were other solutions to this miasma, or if I could hold out for a little longer, I would never have contacted you.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Qin Mulan's gaze, and they understood each other without a word. She silently walked out of the crowd.

Qin Mulan appeared beside them quickly, her expression serious. "More and more of us are falling down. Everyone's body is reaching its limit. At this rate, I'm afraid we'll be able to see the arrival of life's end."

In the beginning, everyone persisted for a longer time, but these days they've been going into battle wounded. Once someone falls, they have to be replaced, and many people haven't had time to rest; they have to keep going despite being exhausted.

Even without mentioning others, Shangguan Rou and Yun Ling'er et al. were all in an extremely exhausted state.

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

Huangfu Qing furrowed her brow: "Indeed, I hope Fu Sheng arrives soon. If everyone can't hold on any longer, it will be a disaster for the entire Xia Dynasty."

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

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

"Don't misunderstand," Qin Mulan quickly explained, "I don't doubt Fusheng. It's just that this miasma is far beyond everyone's comprehension. As his women, we can place all our hopes on Fusheng, but as high-ranking officials of Daxia, we have a greater responsibility to ensure the safety of everyone."

Yes!

Instinct told her she had to make the worst-case preparations.

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

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qin Mulan also kept silent. Because the situation had developed to this point, Ye Fusheng was indeed their only hope. She had mentally prepared herself for the possibility that Ye Fusheng might be uncontrollable, but she hadn't thought about how to deal with the consequences.

Just then.

Bang bang bang bang...

One after another, the cries of pain echoed out. The surrounding martial artists and cultivators around the abyss fell faster and faster, dozens of them collapsing in the blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang…

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

"We've reached the threshold!"

Huangfu Qing opened her mouth with difficulty. The so-called critical value is the amount of spiritual energy and strength replenished by everyone, compared to the amount of spiritual energy and strength consumed by miasma.

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

As expected.

Everyone present could see this. If they remained at the original number, they would only be able to watch helplessly as one by one their fellow cultivators fell. The only way to suppress it was for everyone to work together.

Those in the rear, regardless of whether they needed to adjust their positions, all stood up and actively made their way to the gaps at the edge of the abyss. They sat cross-legged, quickly releasing their spiritual energy and internal force.

Just now it needed four or five hundred people to suppress, and now almost a thousand are sitting here.

Suppression only lasted for a minute.

Bang bang bang……

More people started fainting and collapsing, and the rate was no slower than before. The reason was obvious: the miasma was getting thicker and more potent, draining their energy faster, showing a clear upward trend.

And the crowd couldn't get a complete replenishment, all fighting with illnesses. Many people were far from their peak condition, less than one tenth at best, and they grew weaker over time.

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 slowly slumped to the ground.

Clear and visible, just as they collapsed, the membrane above the abyss rippled upwards ever so slightly.

Seeing this scene.

Everyone's face turned pale, and even those resting at the back rushed forward without rest. Only a few hundred people remained unable to get up.

The moment their spiritual energy and vigor leaked out, the miasma was once again suppressed.

This situation persisted for another fifteen minutes.

The membrane swelled again.

"What"

"How could this be!"

"Don't hold back, leak everything, and it must be suppressed!"

A variety of sounds rang out around them. They had hardly spoken in days, this was almost their first time opening their mouths.

It's a pity.

When humans are pressed for time, they possess two hundred percent of the will but only ten percent of their usual ability.

The membrane is still bulging.

"Hang in there, everyone," the Earth-Shaking War God said. "I'll be there soon!" Huangfu Qing ignored her command and rushed over, releasing all her pent-up energy.

“We just need to hold on for a while, as soon as the Heaven-Shaking War God arrives, the crisis will be resolved!” Qin Mulan said with unwavering determination.

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

Two more people joined, but the situation did not improve. Their power was insignificant in the face of thousands already trying to control the front line.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Yun Ling'er, Shangguan Rou, Tuo'er, Yin Chuchu, Yin Chuchu, including Gu Ziqi and He Yuting whose martial arts cultivation could be ignored, also rushed up.

Amongst all those present, none were weaker than them. Their weakness stemmed from the fact that they had been oppressed from the very beginning, and reaching this point where everyone else arrived was already pushing them to their absolute limit.

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

Bang bang bang...

Around the abyss, more people fell once again.

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

"I don't believe in this crap, I cultivated for a hundred years and still can't suppress this little bit of miasma... Phew!"

A warrior shouted loudly, but before he could finish his words, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fainted.

"Hold on, everyone! Just a little longer!!!"

Huángfǔ Qíng's face was as pale as death, devoid of any blood.

"Yes, we can hold out until the arrival of the Earth-Shattering God of War, that's victory!"

“We have 140 million people in the Xia Dynasty behind us. We cannot retreat!”

"History will remember us, we must persevere!"

Qin Mulan and other women cheered the others on.

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

However.

The membrane bulge was rising faster and faster, already a full ten feet high, looking like it would burst at any moment. The inky black miasma inside churned constantly, like demonic faces struggling to break free, ready to consume everyone.

"No!"

Another cultivator shouted, shouting until the end his mouth spurted fresh blood, his spiritual energy completely depleted, lying on the ground like a piece of meat.

Bang bang bang.

More and more people are falling.

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

In just a few dozen seconds, at least hundreds of people collapsed around the abyss, unable to even move.

On the contrary, the miasma grew more and more potent, swelling to a height of two zhang. The membrane looked as if it would shatter at any moment.

Until now.

Every face was etched with terror, gazing at the pitch-black miasma before them, feeling a fear unlike any they had ever known.

Not only them, Huangpu Qing and Qin Mulan and other women were the same, fear, powerless fear!

Just then.

Hum...

As if a breeze swept through, the towering miasma suddenly subsided, leveling with the ground, a clear yet thick film covering it.

Looking up at the sky, a man and a woman slowly descend!nd decisive."Ahhh..."This man was in excruciating pain, his face contorted with agony. He looked at the two people, his fear growing with every passing moment."You're really too rough, be careful you...