Even though the gravity restrictions in the passageway were incredibly harsh, the three of them still covered a great distance after just the time it took to brew a cup of tea.
At this time, Liu Ming was about fifty-some meters away from the altar, the young man in the silver chariot slightly behind, while the purple-haired man, bolstered by some secret technique, was noticeably faster than the other two, only about twenty meters from the altar.
Liu Ming was now moving slower than before; each step he took was a struggle.
He clearly felt that as the distance to the altar shortened, the gravity acting on him also increased exponentially, and only because his physical body was sufficiently powerful was he able to continue moving forward, one step at a time.
If it were any other cultivator at the same stage of the Crystal Formation phase, they probably would have collapsed from the weight long ago.
