"The Nine-Story Ghost Tower—this is the legendary ultimate formation of Nine-Dragon Gate! They say if you're locked inside, you'll be devoured by hordes of demons, monsters, and ghosts. Even the strongest experts, after forty-nine days, would have their bodies completely consumed. And that's not even the worst part—their souls would be endlessly tormented inside, never able to escape the Ghost Tower for all eternity!"
"That's right, the Nine-Story Ghost Tower is the strongest trapping formation there is. I never thought we'd actually see it at Nine-Dragon Gate! With a formation like this, nobody could possibly survive!"
"No one's ever escaped the Nine-Story Ghost Tower. Even if he suddenly jumped up to Profound Immortal, it wouldn't matter—Drake Long is personally taking charge now. This kid is totally doomed!"
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Right now, seeing the Nine-Story Ghost Tower appear, everyone around couldn't help but cry out. Clearly, the Ghost Tower was terrifying—once you go in, there's zero chance of survival!
Meanwhile, those dozen or so Supreme Elders unleashed their power to the max, making the entire Nine-Story Ghost Tower extra sturdy in an instant. Inside and out, the place was crawling with demons, monsters, ghosts, and every kind of evil thing—like they'd summoned all the evil spirits in the Immortal Domain World at once.
Most importantly, Drake Long himself was standing right at the top of the Nine-Story Ghost Tower, helping to suppress it, while the dozen Supreme Elders handled the sealing. Inside and out, they weren't giving Ryan Ling a single chance to escape!
At this moment, inside the Nine-Story Ghost Tower, Ryan Ling was feeling the crushing pressure. This formation was seriously powerful—he couldn't afford to slack off for even a second. Instantly, he unleashed all his strength and started furiously pounding the tower walls. The force of his Divine Immortal power was no joke; his wild attacks thundered like crazy, and the whole Ghost Tower started shaking uncontrollably!
"Damn, this kid's really something!" Drake Long stared in shock. Clearly, moves like this were rare—a mere Divine Immortal could actually make the whole Nine-Story Ghost Tower tremble. That was seriously impressive!
But Drake Long didn't waste time thinking about it. He immediately shouted, "Everyone, seal it again!"
As soon as Drake Long finished speaking, a dozen Supreme Elders moved at once, each firing off nine sealing talismans in a flash. In the blink of an eye, the entire Nine-Story Ghost Tower was locked down tight—inside and out, there wasn't a single crack left. That scene was just insane!
"Whoa, they're using nine talismans for the seal, forming a nine-by-nine returns-to-one setup. That's the strongest state of the Nine-Story Ghost Tower formation—I'm telling you, even a Profound Immortal trapped inside couldn't get out!"
"Did you notice? The moment those nine layers of seals locked the Ghost Tower, it went totally silent. That kid's not causing any more trouble now!"
"Exactly, it's dead quiet. He's done for—this whole farce is finally over!"
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Everyone started talking at once—today was definitely a feast for the eyes. But yeah, this so-called 'farce' looked like it was about to end!
"Nicely done! Fire up the Samadhi Truefire and melt him down for good!" Drake Long was extra excited, shouting with smug satisfaction.
"Got it!" The Supreme Elders didn't hesitate—they switched techniques, and green-blue flames burst from their palms. Instantly, the fire raged inside the Nine-Story Ghost Tower. The tower was already intimidating, but now, burning inside and out, it looked even scarier!
Obviously, anyone locked inside—no matter how skilled or powerful—was basically guaranteed to die!
Meanwhile, inside, Ryan Ling could feel the intense burning force. The Ghost Tower was definitely weird, but his defenses were holding up. Plus, he had Melody’s Silver Ear-Needle Staff—the top-tier Immortal Artifact she’d given him. If he really let loose, he figured he had a seventy or eighty percent chance of busting out of the tower.
Even though Ryan Ling was pretty sure he could break out now, he wasn’t in any rush. For most people, the demons, monsters, and ghosts inside the Nine-Story Ghost Tower were deadly threats, but for Ryan, they were actually perfect cultivation resources. Thanks to his Lord Yama physique, he naturally had an innate power to suppress and absorb all these evil beings!
He also realized that whether it was the berserk dragons he’d devoured or all these demonic spirits, they were boosting his cultivation like crazy. Every bit he absorbed turned straight into his own power, which fired him up even more. So he went all out, sucking up energy like mad—sure, the Ghost Tower’s environment was insanely lethal, but for him, it was basically a natural training ground. The nastier it got, the faster he could level up!
"Weird, he doesn’t look like he’s getting melted at all!" one of the Supreme Elders blurted out, peering through a gap and clearly seeing what was happening inside.
"Strange!" Even Drake Long was baffled. He could see everything from above, and instead of showing any discomfort, Ryan Ling looked totally at ease—he’d even sat down to cultivate!
"Is it that we're not using enough power, or is the Samadhi Truefire too weak?"
"It’s gotta be too weak—crank up the Samadhi Truefire and burn him to death! No matter how tough he is, he’s still got a mortal body. There’s no way any flesh can survive a ten-level Samadhi Truefire burn!"
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"Burn him—burn him to death!"
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The Supreme Elders all started shouting, looking totally crazed. They poured every bit of their immortal power into the tower, and the Samadhi Truefire inside instantly flared to max—flames shot a thousand meters into the sky, making it look like all of Nine-Dragon Mountain was ablaze!
Even crazier, inside the tower, countless demonic spirits and monsters lunged at Ryan Ling, trying to melt and tear him apart!
From the outside, it looked like a massacre, but Ryan Ling stayed perfectly still, sitting like a mountain. He’d reached a bizarre new state—none of the monsters could budge him, and even the Samadhi Truefire seemed to be helping him. Every force inside and outside the tower was merging into his body. Sure, his skin was a little scorched, but his strength was skyrocketing!
Maybe all he needed was one last push, and his cultivation would jump straight from early Divine Immortal to mid-stage Divine Immortal!
Nobody else could possibly know what was happening inside. Of course, Ryan Ling was under insane pressure—without Melody’s Profound Immortal energy or endless immortal crystals from the Primeval Heavenwood, he’d never dare to push his limits like this. He was literally risking everything for a breakthrough!
"What the hell is going on?" Drake Long’s eyes went wide—he had the clearest view of all. He could see Ryan Ling wasn’t just unharmed; his power was actually rising, and his aura was spreading over all of Nine-Dragon Mountain. If this kept up, Ryan might end up controlling the whole Nine-Dragon Gate!
"Drake Long, you think you can trap me? Not a chance!" Ryan Ling grinned, deliberately taunting him.
"Oh yeah? I’ll trap you for good!" Drake Long was totally enraged now—he lost it and smashed the dozen Supreme Elders’ bodies, turning each one into a bloody sealing talisman...