Time slipped away, and soon it was midday.

Across a layer of dark red barrier light, the sunlight became much gentler, but the crowd, seeing the summit within reach, felt only despair.

Above them were only a hundred steps of dark red stone, and reaching them would lead to the peak, but these very steps had become an insurmountable chasm, blocking almost everyone.

"Ah..."

At that moment, a scream came from the mountain path.

A Tianhu clan man, after resting for a long time, finally mustered the courage to rush onto the first step.

But the moment his foot landed on the step, a surge of immense force swept in from all directions, instantly crushing down, causing him to fall forward. Cracking sounds came from his body, and it was unknown which bones were broken.

Liu Qing frowned at this scene, stepped into the red mountain path, grabbed the clansman, and pulled him back with force.

"This part of the mountain path is not for everyone. For those of you with weak bloodline power, this is the end." Liu Qing said to the others, holding the unconscious clansman.

Hearing this, the faces of the others turned somewhat ugly.

They all knew that a great opportunity awaited them if they could successfully reach the summit, but the summit was so close yet so unattainable.

Han Li, carrying Xiao Bai, finally caught up and stopped before the hundred stone steps.

Here, he felt as if a huge rock was pressing against his chest and back, making it difficult for him to breathe. The True Spirit bloodline within him had also been activated to help him alleviate the suppression of this place.

Therefore, when he saw Xiao Bai, whose fur was soaked through and lying at his feet like a dead dog, he felt no mockery but rather that Xiao Bai was different.

Soon, the Bān Shān Ape clan members also caught up, but their group, including the elderly patriarch and Xiao Bai Yuan, was reduced to only four or five people.

Reaching the front, they stopped as well. Yuan Shan Bai glanced at Xiao Bai lying on the ground, a smile on his face, and gave him a thumbs-up in admiration.

Xiao Bai struggled to stand up and regain his spirit.

Liu Qing looked back at everyone who had arrived, his gaze intentionally sweeping over Han Li, the doubt in his eyes growing stronger.

Han Li was used to this.

He even noticed that the old man of the Bān Shān Ape clan, whose eyebrows almost covered his eyes, was also secretly sizing him up, making him smile wryly.

At the same time, Han Li was wondering why he could endure this far. Could it be related to the Mountain Giant Ape bloodline in his body?

After all, this was one of the eight ancient True Spirit Kings!

Just then, the Tianhu clan set off again, but only seven of the dozens who had reached this point, including Liu Qing and Liu Le'er, went towards the summit, while the others sat down cross-legged on the steps.

After these seven stepped onto the final hundred steps, except for Liu Qing, everyone had a great burst of snow-white light behind them, and thick white fox tails extended out, with circles of snow-white light illuminating their bodies.

Han Li fixed his eyes and saw that the number of tails behind these people varied, mostly seven or eight, except for Liu Le'er, who had the fewest, only six, but the circles of snow-white light on her body were the brightest.

Moreover, from Han Li's direct perception, the wild aura on Liu Le'er was the purest, even surpassing the patriarch Liu Qing beside her.

Seeing that Liu Le'er was fine under the pressure, Han Li felt relieved.

"Let's go, let's go up too," Han Li said to Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai struggled to stand up from the stone steps, panting, and nodded.

They looked back at Xiao Bai Yuan and the other who were still resting, took a step, and climbed onto the final hundred stone steps.

Although Han Li had been prepared, the moment his foot landed on the step, he still felt an immense force crushing in from all directions, causing him to stagger.

He quickly supported himself with his hands on the stone steps above, lying prostrate on the steps, unable to get up for a long time.

The Pixiu Xiao Bai beside him was in a similar situation, trembling on all fours, struggling to stand up, whimpering indistinctly.

Han Li glanced at him, forced a smile, and let out a low roar.

The Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Technique (Tian Sha Zhen Yu Gong) in his body operated with all its strength, and the True Spirit bloodline was activated at the same time. His whole body erupted with a black light, instantly transforming into the image of a three-headed, six-armed demon god.

Supporting the stone steps with six arms, he moved sideways, shielding Xiao Bai under him, and climbed upwards like a spider.

Xiao Bai, under Han Li, still endured the pressure of the surrounding space, but finally had a chance to breathe, struggling to stand up and began to climb step by step.

After climbing more than ten steps, Xiao Bai felt that he had adapted a little, and contacted Han Li with his mind, wanting to climb on his own.

After a moment of hesitation, Han Li decided to respect Xiao Bai's opinion and moved aside.

Without his protection, the pressure from above fell on Xiao Bai again, causing his limbs to tremble again, almost unable to support himself.

However, after struggling for a while, Xiao Bai finally managed not to fall down and began to climb up little by little.

However, the higher he went, the pressure of space began to increase exponentially, and Han Li felt that he was about to lose his support, not to mention Xiao Bai.

Seeing that there were only the last ten steps left, Xiao Bai's mouth and nose had begun to bleed red blood, dripping all the way, making the already red stone steps even more vivid.

Han Li saw this, his brow furrowed, and he was worried.

Just then, an accident happened!

Above, a Tianhu clan member who was about to reach the summit suddenly couldn't withstand the pressure and fainted directly. His body fell backward, rolling down the stone steps, crashing into Xiao Bai.

His physique was not strong, but under this terrifying pressure, the force of rolling down from above was no less than a mountain.

At this time, Xiao Bai's strength was almost exhausted. His ears were ringing sharply, and his vision was blurred. He couldn't avoid it at all. Not to mention a mountain pressing down, even a straw falling on him could cause him to collapse completely.

In a critical moment, he only saw a hazy black shadow flashing across in front of him, seeming to hit something, and then they both rolled down from his side.

At the same time, he heard Han Li's voice in his ear: "Almost there, hang in there."

Xiao Bai woke up a bit, his eyes swept forward, where was Han Li's shadow?

Looking back, he saw Han Li rolling down with the unconscious Tianhu clansman.

A warm current rose in Xiao Bai's heart, his teeth clenched, and he burst out a wild roar from the depths of his throat.

At the same time, the edges of the dark pupils in his eyes lit up with a circle of golden light, and the bones of his body made bursts of cracking sounds. The whole body seemed to gain an unprecedented force in an instant.

Using his limbs, he began to climb upwards quickly, and directly climbed to the summit in one go.

"I'm up, I'm up..." After Xiao Bai climbed up, before he could be happy, he suddenly felt exhausted, his eyes darkened, and he fainted directly.

Liu Le'er, who had already reached the summit, rushed over when she saw this, unable to continue adjusting her breathing.

"He's fine, he just temporarily activated the sealed bloodline power. He'll recover after a rest." A handsome man in white robes walked over and said.

"Greetings, King." Liu Le'er looked up and found that it was the True Spirit King Bai Ze, somewhat surprised.

"Go and rest, I'll take care of him," Bai Ze said to her.

After a moment of hesitation, Liu Le'er nodded and went back.

Bai Ze picked up Xiao Bai, twisted his wrist, took out a dark red pill and fed it to him, then looked down the mountain, a hint of gratification flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"As a human, it is indeed not easy to do this for you..."

On the ancient mountain climbing path, Han Li had shaken off the Tianhu clansman, and stretched out his six arms to grab the surrounding stone steps, but he still couldn't stabilize his body and kept rolling down.

Under the pressure of space, every roll of Han Li had a force of a thousand pounds, with great momentum. If he really went all the way down, his muscle and bone damage might not be much, but the shaking of his internal organs could not be underestimated.

Just as he fell heavily and flew high, a huge palm suddenly protruded from below, abruptly resisting the terrifying force of the impact and pulling him back.

After landing, Han Li spat out a mouthful of blood, and only after stabilizing his body with great difficulty did he realize that it was the long-browed old man of the Bān Shān Ape clan who had stopped him.

"Thank you, Senior," Han Li said quickly when he saw this, cupping his fists.

The latter just shrugged his white long eyebrows, smiled at him, and then continued to climb slowly with the Xiao Bai Yuan beside him.

Han Li glanced at their backs, sat down cross-legged, took out a pill and took it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. After a while, he felt that he had recovered some strength, and then stood up again, looking towards the summit.

After being injured once, climbing the mountain again was even more difficult than before.

Han Li silently operated the Soul Refining Technique (Lian Shen Shu), gathered his divine sense, fully stimulated the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Technique (Tian Sha Zhen Yu Gong) and the True Spirit bloodline in his body, and began to climb up again.