Chapter 923 (1/2)

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After Tang Wulin scaled the first mountain, he began to understand why this rule had been set in place.

Climbing these snowy mountains was definitely a test of one's willpower. Without being able to use one's martial soul, the journey was quite tough, even with abundant reserves of soul power.

The snow on the mountains was very thick, which made walking quite difficult, and the terrain was very steep. The temperatures only plummeted further the higher one climbed, and the air also grew thinner at high alt.i.tudes.

Even with his physical const.i.tution, his breathing had begun to accelerate after scaling the first snowy mountain. For a normal person, there was no way to complete this task without any modern equipment to a.s.sist them. However, he really liked this feeling, and he enjoyed the grind.

After resting for a while and eating a few handfuls of snow, Tang Wulin leaped forward and jumped straight down the other side of the mountain from the summit.

The thick snow provided him with the ideal padding, and his body quickly slid down along the mountain face, hurtling toward the foot of the mountain.

Only would dare to do something like this as other people would definitely be concerned about what would happen to them at the conclusion of their descent.

Tang Wulin completely spread open his body to maximize the surface area of the snow that he came into contact with, thereby preventing himself from sinking into the thick snow. His body was constantly accelerating, and powder snow was flying past him on either side. He released his spiritual power so he could detect any hazards down below, and constantly adjusted the direction that he was going in in accordance with those observations.

It had taken him over an hour to scale the mountain, but only several minutes to get down to the other side. As he began to near the foot of the mountain, Tang Wulin raised both of his legs and borrowed on the momentum to continue sliding forward, taking him several dozens of meters up the next mountain before his momentum finally ran out. He then bent his legs and sat up, and his entire body sank into the acc.u.mulated snow on the mountain face.

That was so exhilarating!

This was most likely what skiing or s...o...b..arding felt like.

The snow on these mountains was very thick, and Tang Wulin had learned that under such settings, one had to make as little sound as possible. Otherwise, it would be very easy to trigger an avalanche. As such, he repressed the urge to let loose a cry of elation before flattening himself against the mountain face. Almost half of his body had sunk into the acc.u.mulated snow, and he was climbing upward with difficulty.

He didn't use his martial soul, but his hands were as hard as steel essence, and even without using his golden dragon claws, he could still scale the mountain face in a steady manner.

Not all sections of the mountain face were as steep as this; the steepness of the terrain fluctuated, and on the flatter sections, he could stand up and walk like normal. He followed the instructions of the GPS, climbing over one mountain after another, and he was steadily closing in on his destination.

At this point, his entire body had completely sunk into this snowy mountain.

Each successive mountain was taller than the previous one, and the terrain also became steeper and steeper. Tang Wulin sat on the pinnacle of a mountain, and he was finally struck by a hint of exhaustion.

An entire day had already pa.s.sed, and he'd lost count of how many mountains he'd scaled, but he could no longer see the path that he'd come from.

The sky gradually began to darken, but his destination was nowhere in sight. With his energy reserves, he could still keep going, but these snowy mountains were extremely cold at night. He could feel that the surrounding temperatures were most likely lower than -50°C, [-58°F for mah American homies] and his body heat was being expended very quickly.

Regardless of how confident he was, it was best to cut himself some slack. Otherwise, he'd be in trouble in the case of unforeseen circ.u.mstances.

As for how he was going to rest, that wasn't an issue that was going to stump him.

He dug a snow cave into the mountain face, then curled up into a ball within it. He then pulled out some blankets from his storage ring to keep the snow and ice bay. It wasn't exactly a comfortable shelter, but it was certainly better than being out in the cold.

In a way, this was quite an amazing experience. Tang Wulin pushed the blankets to compact the surrounding snow in order to make it more solid, then withdrew his own aura. In doing so, his body temperature gradually decreased, and both his blood essence and soul power vortexes began to rotate at a slower rate.