Chapter 922: Su Yao's Origin

As she spoke, Su Yao suddenly threw out a mysterious magic weapon from her arms.

I saw that the magic weapon was emitting a faint blue light, and there were faint golden lines visible in the light.

As soon as the magic weapon appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be slightly distorted.

As the light bloomed, the magic weapon gradually turned into an umbrella-shaped object and slowly floated up.

This umbrella is about one meter tall, and its ribs are made of an unknown black metal that emits a cold luster.

Each rib of the umbrella is covered with dense and mysterious runes.

These runes are like ancient stars twinkling in the night sky, arranged and combined into obscure patterns, as if narrating the secrets of the birth of the universe.

The material of the umbrella ribs exudes an ancient texture, as if it was excavated from ancient ruins.

Every tiny scratch is a mark of time, and the mysterious runes release a heart-pounding power under the reflection of light.

The umbrella cover is made of a kind of strange silk, which sparkles with colorful light and looks like a dream.

When the umbrella was fully opened, a powerful wave of power emanated from it.

The pressure that was about to crush them seemed to encounter an invisible barrier the moment it touched the umbrella, and was completely blocked.

Ye Tianming only felt that the heavy pressure on his body was instantly relieved. He was finally able to breathe smoothly and his body gradually regained some strength.

"What is this? It's so powerful!"

Ye Tianming looked at the magic weapon floating in the air with some surprise, his eyes full of curiosity.

Su Yao showed a relieved smile on her pale face, and she said weakly: "This is the Phantom Sky Umbrella, just a defensive magic weapon. Let's go quickly."

Ye Tianming watched all this in shock. He had never seen such a magical weapon.

I saw that the light flowing on this magical umbrella was not chaotic, but followed an extremely complex and subtle rule.

The intensity of the light and the changes in color all demonstrated that this was a quality that no ordinary magical weapon could possess.

Ye Tianming's heart moved.

He had read about the descriptions of the levels of magical instruments in some ancient books. The higher the level of the magical instrument, the stronger and more stable the energy fluctuations it contained.

He carefully felt the energy fluctuations coming from the umbrella; it was a deep, vast and orderly force.

Moreover, each of the runes on the umbrella ribs contains powerful spiritual power, the fineness of the patterns and the power of the laws contained in them.

Realizing the unusualness of the magic weapon, Ye Tianming could no longer hold back and spoke in surprise.

"This is actually a sixth-grade magic weapon! You actually have a sixth-grade magic weapon?"

Ye Tianming was shocked. Who was this Su Yao? How could a small and dilapidated sect give a sixth-grade magic weapon to its disciples?

This is too ridiculous!

Under the shelter of this umbrella, the air around seems to become quiet and peaceful.

Su Yao's originally rapid breathing began to become steady and long.

The pale face gradually regained a bit of color, and the tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, no longer as painful as before.

Her trembling hands stopped shaking at this moment and hung gently at both sides of her body.

Su Yao raised her head, feeling the rare relaxation, the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a relieved smile.

But when he heard Ye Tianming's words, his expression froze for a moment.

A trace of panic flashed across her eyes for a moment. She didn't dare to look at Ye Tianming, and her gaze was wandering.

Su Yao coughed lightly, trying to hide her guilty conscience, "Ah... that..."

Her voice trembled slightly, and then she pretended to be calm and said, "Don't worry about it for now, let's just keep going up."

As she spoke, she hurriedly looked up, deliberately avoiding Ye Tianming's puzzled gaze.

Ye Tianming frowned, his eyes fixed on Su Yao, full of doubts, but he continued to ask questions.

"Su Yao, why do you have such a powerful magic weapon? Didn't you say you were just a disciple of a small sect? What sect are you from?"

It stands to reason that an unknown small sect cannot possess such a sixth-grade magical weapon!

After all, many medium-sized sects would not be able to produce a sixth-grade magic weapon, but Su Yao took it out as soon as she said so, which was really unbelievable.

Su Yao's body trembled slightly, her eyes evaded a little, and she replied perfunctorily: "Uh... this is what my master left for me."

Ye Tianming was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but Su Yao had already started to walk up, obviously not wanting to answer anymore.

Ye Tianming followed behind, but the doubts in his heart were like a dark cloud that lingered for a long time.

Thinking about how Su Yao had been able to climb so high with so many geniuses along the way, and even had not been eliminated until now, the doubts in my heart became even heavier.

The two fell silent for a moment and continued to walk up.

Under the protection of the Phantom Sky-Enhancing Umbrella, they were obviously a lot more relaxed.

With every step he took, Ye Tianming could feel the powerful force coming from the umbrella, as if it was providing them with continuous support.

They climbed up steadily, step by step.

Although the movements are slow, at least they are not unbearable.

However, this situation did not last long.

As the number of levels increases, the surrounding pressure becomes stronger and stronger.

Although they were protected by the Phantom Sky-Enhancing Umbrella, the invisible pressure still made their steps gradually become heavy.

After climbing up a few more floors, the Phantom Sky Umbrella began to tremble slightly.

The originally bright and steady light on the umbrella surface began to flicker and fluctuate slightly.

The runes on the umbrella ribs seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and their light became dimmer.

Su Yao and Ye Tianming's hearts tightened at the same time.

Looking at the swaying Phantom Sky Umbrella, Ye Tianming couldn't help but whispered.

"The situation doesn't seem good!"

Su Yao didn't say anything and agreed with what he said.

The Phantom Sky Umbrella was already buzzing, obviously under tremendous pressure.

However, at this moment they had no way to retreat and could only move forward.

The two men's movements became slower and slower, and they had to pause for a long time every time they climbed a step.

He didn't dare stop until he was sure that the Phantom Sky-Imperial Umbrella was completely stable.

Before I knew it, there were only five steps left in front of me.

The surrounding pressure became more and more terrifying at this moment, as if countless invisible giant hands were squeezing fiercely from all directions.

Every bit of pressure was like an extremely sharp steel needle, piercing deep into their bones mercilessly, bringing excruciating pain.

The pain ran through the body like an electric current, making every cell in their body tremble in pain.

Ye Tianming felt that breathing was extremely difficult. Every breath was like pulling an extremely heavy block of lead, which seemed to crush his chest.

His legs were shaking like helpless leaves in the wind, and it seemed that they would be completely broken in the next second.

With every step he took, he could hear the bones making a "creaking" sound of protest, as if the fragile bones were about to collapse under this horrible pressure. If he took one more step, all the tendons and bones in his body would be brutally broken by this ruthless pressure!