I Arrived At Wizard World While Cultivating Immortality Chapter 594: Oppressive Pressure

Chapter 594: Oppressive Pressure

The moment the teleportation ended, before Jie Ming could even get a clear look at his surroundings, he felt his body grow heavy.

It was a sensation of being crushed from the depths of his soul, as if the entire world was collapsing down upon him.

Jie Ming’s knees bent involuntarily, and his whole body began to collapse downward uncontrollably.

“Stand steady.”

Clark’s voice sounded beside his ear.

A hand rested on his shoulder, while another force supported his arm from the other side—Viola had also taken action.

With the help of the two, Jie Ming stabilized his stance and gasped for breath.

In that instant just now, he had not even had time to react before both his mind and body were simultaneously crushed by some invisible force.

It was… oppressive pressure.

The spiritual pressure unconsciously emanating from countless high-ranking wizards had converged into an invisible ocean.

The pressure was everywhere, heavy as substance, requiring him to expend all his strength with every breath.

Jie Ming raised his head and looked around.

They stood on a vast metal platform. Wizards packed the area densely all around them.

Sixth-ring wizards, who were rarely seen under normal circumstances, were now gathered together like ordinary people in a bustling crowd.

Seventh-ring wizards were also far from rare; a single glance revealed group after group of them.

Some were conversing in low voices, some were meditating with closed eyes, and others were observing their fellow wizards around them.

And in the sky…

Jie Ming tilted his head upward, his pupils shrinking slightly.

Many people were casually floating in the air.

Since sixth-ring and seventh-ring wizards could only stand on the ground, those who were qualified to fly meant their rank was… eighth-ring.

And their numbers were shockingly exaggerated.

Jie Ming looked at the crowd in the sky that stretched all the way to the horizon without decreasing, and couldn’t help swallowing hard.

Those eighth-ring wizards were scattered across the sky. Some floated alone, while others conversed in small groups of two or three.

They were all tacitly restraining their power as much as possible, yet merely the spiritual pressure that unconsciously leaked out and converged was enough to form this terrifying force that had nearly killed him on the spot.

Jie Ming took a deep breath and swept his gaze around.

As he had expected, he was not the only one struggling.

Among the sixth-ring wizards, many looked unwell.

Some had sweat beading on their foreheads, some were biting their lips tightly, and others needed to lean on their companions nearby just to stay upright.

Even among the seventh-ring wizards, a few appeared somewhat uncomfortable, their brows slightly furrowed as if resisting something.

A sudden realization dawned on Jie Ming.

The reason this operation had only allowed high-ranking wizards to participate, aside from the fact that low-ranking wizards most likely had no counterparts, was probably this very issue.

When too many high-ranking wizards gathered together, even the natural pressure they unconsciously emitted was enough to kill any low-ranking wizard without sufficient protection.

“Are you alright?” Clark’s voice came.

Jie Ming turned to look at his mentor.

Clark stood beside him, one hand still resting on his shoulder. That layer of invisible protection still enveloped him.

“Thank you, Mentor,” Jie Ming nodded. “I’m fine now.”

Viola stood on the other side, her face somewhat pale, but her condition was clearly much better than most of the sixth-ring wizards around them.

She gritted her teeth, her gaze sweeping across the figures of the eighth-ring wizards in the sky, a trace of unwillingness flashing in her eyes.

“Senior Sister?” Jie Ming glanced at her.

“I won’t die,” Viola said through gritted teeth, a hint of stubbornness in her voice.

Clark did not say much, simply nodding slightly.

He looked into the distance and introduced in a calm tone, “The ones on this ship right now are all wizards from the Star Ring Federation. In a while, the four major powers will converge first, then head to that parallel wizard civilization together.”

As he spoke, Clark led the two of them following the flow of people toward the edge of the metal platform.

Jie Ming followed his gaze.

Beyond the edge of the metal platform stretched an endless plain.

The plain was also filled with people. Sixth-ring wizards were as dense as grains of sand, and seventh-ring wizards could be seen everywhere.

Further away, there were vast numbers of existences whose auras were so profound that Jie Ming could not sense them at all.

This was the power of the Star Ring Federation—and it was not even at full strength…

As Jie Ming was sighing in amazement, he suddenly felt several gazes land on him.

He turned his head and saw a few seventh-ring wizards walking over. They were clearly familiar with Clark and raised their hands to greet him from afar.

“Clark, you came too,” the white-haired wizard leading them said with a smile. “It’s rare to see you leave your lab.”

Clark nodded faintly. “Just came to take a look.”

The white-haired wizard’s gaze fell on Jie Ming, sizing him up.

“Is this your student?” A trace of approval flashed in his eyes. “Not bad. A fifth-ring wizard who can stand here has potential.”

Jie Ming quickly saluted. “Senior flatters me.”

The white-haired wizard waved his hand, chatted with Clark for a few more sentences, then took his leave.

Similar scenes repeated several times as they moved forward.

People kept coming over to greet Clark. Upon seeing Jie Ming and Viola, they would casually offer a few words of praise.

Jie Ming returned the greetings one by one with a respectful expression, while silently observing in his heart.

He noticed that besides himself, there were also a few wizards below sixth-ring following beside their elders.

Most of them were only fourth-ring or fifth-ring and looked quite young. At the moment, they stood obediently behind their respective elders, relying on their elders’ protection to barely move about here.

“Those are probably from factions closer to the starting plane,” Viola leaned over and explained in a low voice. “Or people whose ancestors can be confirmed to have directly migrated from the starting plane as human bloodlines. They were brought along to try their luck.”

Jie Ming understood.

The starting plane was the origin of wizard civilization. Families that had migrated from the starting plane were the most likely to find their counterparts in a parallel world. As for himself… or rather, this body of his, it came from Noren Plane No. 13.

Noren Workshop was a relatively “new” organization. Moreover, its serial number was not No. 1, so the ancestors of Jie Ming’s body were native inhabitants who had been directly transformed into humans of wizard civilization.

The possibility of finding a counterpart was extremely slim.

Jie Ming had already figured this out long ago and felt no regret in his heart.

Jie Ming withdrew his gaze, sensed the pressure around him, and took a deep breath.

His line of sight passed over Clark’s shoulder and landed on that invisible ocean of oppressive pressure.

The spiritual pressure naturally emanating from countless high-ranking wizards was fatal to ordinary low-ranking wizards.

But for him, who cultivated body forging methods… it was an excellent training opportunity.

Jie Ming closed his eyes. His spiritual power transformed into a thin thread and cautiously extended beyond Clark’s protective range.

The oppressive pressure surged over like a tidal wave, nearly crushing the thin thread.

Jie Ming gritted his teeth, and his body forging method operated at full speed.

The spiritual power threads crushed by the pressure were reborn at an even faster rate under the boost of the body forging method. The reborn threads were tougher than before and better able to resist this kind of oppression.

Endure, adapt, evolve…

Jie Ming felt as if he were a piece of iron being repeatedly forged. Each strike removed impurities and made the structure denser.

The pressure leaking from those high-ranking wizards was the forging hammer.

And the pressure transmitted through his spiritual power also acted synchronously on his body. With the body forging method operating at full power, both his spiritual power and physical body’s adaptability to this pressure were increasing at an exaggerated speed.

As his soul grew stronger and stronger, the amount of spiritual power he could extend outward also increased.

This caused the oppressive pressure he could sense around him to become increasingly clear, and the burden he bore continued to grow.

The body forging method operated madly. Waves of stinging pain came from the depths of his soul, yet the corners of Jie Ming’s mouth curved upward slightly.

Setting aside what kind of rewards or gains he might obtain after this “gathering,” just the fact that he could train using this oppressive pressure meant he had already profited greatly.

After all, under normal circumstances, it was impossible to find so many high-ranking wizards gathered together.