Chapter 1130: Flesh Reincarnation

"To live as a hero, to die as a ghostly champion? Hah, interesting!"

In the stone path, the corpse clad in white robes, its flesh long withered, suddenly opened its mouth, revealing a smile, its hollow eyes still fixed on Xu Que, as its hoarse voice echoed once more.

"But the Underworld Prison Suppression Body isn't something you can just claim! Young man, don't be overconfident... Never mind, never mind, I won't say more. Wait until you come in and become like us, then I'll listen to your lamentations, hahaha!"

The withered corpse laughed incessantly; he had seen many like Xu Que—overconfident cultivators who ultimately met the same disadvantage, left only with helpless regret.

"Whether I'm overconfident? You'll see!" Xu Que smirked and took a step forward!

Boom!

A powerful pressure surged toward him instantly.

Xu Que clearly felt his shoulders grow heavy; the invisible pressure weighed like a Giant Mountain, rendering him immobile. Worse still, this pressure wasn't targeted at him—it arose spontaneously within this area.

"Hah, how's it going? Starting to regret it yet?" The withered flesh asked.

He didn't take pleasure in others' suffering; everyone who entered here was as good as dead. Whether Xu Que died early or late made no difference—he merely watched like a spectator, recalling his own past misery.

"Regret my ass!"

Xu Que snapped, his expression growing grim.

He realized he had underestimated this stone path: the moment he stepped in, beyond the crushing pressure, he felt his blood draining away.

"System, activate System Auto-Recovery Function—this path is too strange!"

Xu Que immediately summoned the System to restore his lost blood.

But now he was trapped in this cycle—like playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, standing in the early poison zone, his blood draining bit by bit while the System Auto-Recovery Function slowly replenished it.

"Young man, this path has no turning back. Have you felt your blood draining? This is a Flesh Reincarnation path—the deeper you go, the more your flesh reincarnates forward." The withered corpse smiled faintly.

Xu Que froze, as if realizing something, pointing at the other corpses along the path: "So all these people's flesh bodies were reincarnated?"

"Correct. That's why I said these aren't dangers. Flesh Reincarnation begins with flesh and skin, then bones, until finally turning to ash! Of course, how far you go depends on your strength. Back then, I exhausted every effort and every Pill, yet still collapsed at the end of flesh and skin reincarnation!" The withered corpse spoke with deep emotion, as if recalling his own journey along the Reincarnation Path.

Xu Que stared at the variously shaped corpses ahead and fell silent.

He had assumed these people had died long ago, their bones naturally decaying—but now he realized they began this way. The deeper one went, the more violently the flesh reincarnated: from withered flesh, to mere skeletons, finally to ash—that was the entire path.

"What about the Tai Jie? Is that also part of the reincarnation?" Xu Que asked.

"Tai Jie? Who knows? I've never seen anyone reach it. But after years of observation, I believe the Tai Jie belongs to the Reincarnation Path. Everyone's flesh reincarnates at different speeds—not everyone turns to ash at the end. If your flesh is strong enough and your talent exceptional, you might reach the path's end still intact and step onto the Tai Jie! Of course, I'm saying 'if'—after all, this path was prepared by Pluto Prison Suppression for his own offspring, not meant for us!" The withered corpse replied, his tone filled with melancholy and resignation.

Xu Que frowned: "Remove the 'men' character!"

"Remove 'men'? Hah! So it's not meant for me, but for you? Fine, fine—I'll see what you end up as!" The withered corpse laughed.

He didn't believe Xu Que could go far—perhaps not even as far as himself.

"Then watch closely—don't die halfway!" Xu Que grinned and lifted his leg for his second step!

Yet as soon as he stepped forward, the pressure on him surged—moments ago it had been like one Giant Mountain; now it equaled at least ten, crushing down and nearly forcing him to his knees.

"This fucking…" Xu Que's eye twitched; he gritted his teeth and firmly planted his foot on the ground.

Boom!

Instantly, the pressure, amplified tenfold, fully descended upon him.

Xu Que finally understood why some could walk far while others barely entered—none chose to stop; they simply couldn't endure the pressure any longer.

In other words, to complete this path, not only must your flesh withstand the speed of reincarnation, but before stepping onto the Tai Jie, your flesh must not turn to ash—and you must also endure the pressure, advancing step by step.

"This is so hard!" Xu Que groaned.

Fortunately, he possessed the System Auto-Recovery Function. Though slow, its speed was already godlike compared to most healing Pills; without it, his own strength would've barely carried him a short distance—perhaps not even surpassing the withered corpse.

"Hahaha, young man, push harder! Try to reach me—then our chats won't be so exhausting!" The withered corpse roared.

Xu Que shook his head, no longer responding, focusing his mind and pressing forward.

With his third step, the pressure doubled again—dozens of Giant Mountains crushed down; sweat broke on Xu Que's forehead.

Fourth step—the pressure intensified further; Xu Que clenched his teeth.

Then came the fifth, sixth, seventh…

By the tenth step, the pressure equaled hundreds of Giant Mountains. This short stretch had become harder than ascending to heaven.

Xu Que was drenched in sweat, gasping heavily—more exhausted than seven rounds in one night—and the System Auto-Recovery Function had begun lagging behind his Vitality loss.

Here, Xu Que still had half the distance to the withered corpse; as he advanced deeper, his Vitality loss accelerated further.

"Hmm? Not bad, young man—your flesh hasn't withered yet!" The withered corpse exclaimed.

Xu Que waved his hand, too drained to even reply.

Everyone who entered here had trained the Underworld Prison Suppression Body—their flesh was immensely strong. Xu Que's own flesh was decent, having endured countless refining processes—but he knew, in this place, his flesh might not even rank among the strongest.

Observing this path, Xu Que realized the withered corpse had been right—he likely wouldn't reach the end; his limit would be near the corpse's position.

After all, the pressure grew stronger with each step. Even with System Auto-Recovery Function, he might still be crushed by the pressure before his Vitality fully drained.

Thinking of this, Xu Que's expression hardened; he stirred his spirit and said firmly: "Enough. I'm going all-in—I need to cheat! System, bring up the Shop Interface—I'm buying divine gear!"

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