He found a foothold and finally stood steady.
"Clang~"
The rock fell and smashed to pieces.
Qin Feng glanced down and couldn't help but break out in a sweat.
If he fell down, he would probably end up like the rock, shattered to bits and pieces.
"This place is really strange, the higher we go, the greater the resistance. Be careful," Qin Feng called down to the others.
"I feel it," his companion responded, "anywhere else, a leap could easily clear seven or eight meters, but now, even with all my strength, I can only jump one or two meters."
"Such a heavy cliff, what a piece of treacherous land, I jumped down from three meters and my soles hurt from the shock," another person also said with lingering fear, somewhat losing his nerve.
"Put in more effort, the harder it is, the more it proves the treasure above is rare, maybe it's a medium-grade Spiritual Beauty!" Qin Feng licked his lips.
"Hmm, here I come, Brother Qin, give me a hand."
"Alright."
