The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Chapter 1210 Suffering

The outside world exploded.

"It's really farming. It's the first time I've seen it."

"The Immortal Sect's test is indeed extraordinary."

"I think the test in this kind of land is not that simple. They are all powerful warriors. Let alone farming, they can easily move mountains and seas. But look at them one by one, manually plowing Earth, I’m afraid their power is sealed.”

"That's the truth. The power is sealed. It's not easy to plow this hundred acres of land."

"I think they are so depressed now that they are about to vomit blood."

"..."

Everyone looked at the scene in the sky and started talking.

The Valley of Worry.

All 3,600 people are working.

Not long after, Chen Fan was soaked all over and his breathing became louder and louder.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Fan's hands were sore. A closer look revealed that the area where he was holding the plow was red. If he continued, the skin would be bruised.

Chen Fan frowned.

His physical body is comparable to a ninth-level magic weapon.

But now that his power has been suppressed, he is an extremely ordinary person. His skin can be worn out even by plowing a field.

Chen Fan looked into the distance, looking at the black land in front of him, rested for a moment, and plowed the land again.

"Damn it, I won't do it anymore, I won't do it anymore. Is this still a human job?"

Not long after, someone cursed and threw the manual plow to the ground.

Almost at the same time, a ray of fairy light descended, covering the man and teleporting him directly out.

The man's screams were still echoing in everyone's ears, saying that what he just said were angry words and he didn't intend to give up.

Everyone looked at this scene and were speechless.

No one wants to miss the opportunity to leap over the Dragon Gate. Isn’t it just farming? Could it really exhaust them to death?

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly felt a surge of strength and continued to plow the fields.

"Give up, Kow Immortal Conference, you are destined to fail and have no chance of becoming an Immortal Sect. If you continue, you will be exhausted..."

At this time, Chen Fan suddenly heard a voice echoing in his ears, and a hint of irritation rose in his heart.

However, he gritted his teeth and persisted, looking down at the soil below churning to both sides, and watching the furrows on the ground continue to lengthen.

After a while, the sound disappeared, but after a while, the sound reappeared again and again.

"This is not a sign of hard work, it's like Monk Tang reciting a tight curse, so verbose!"

Chen Fan was very helpless.

Things like farming are inherently irritating.

Now there is someone in your ear constantly urging you to give up and saying that you have failed. This is simply adding fuel to the fire, and the irritability in your heart is about to erupt like a volcano.

But Chen Fan knew that this was a test.

A physical and psychological test.

Not only Chen Fan faced the devastation of the voice, but so did everyone else.

Some people with bad tempers finally couldn't bear the repeated torture of this voice.

Some people gave up immediately, some collapsed immediately, and some even almost went crazy.

Soon, those who couldn't bear it were eliminated directly.

Thirty-six hundred people, with constant attrition.

More people endured this torture silently, reciting the Pure Heart Mantra silently in their hearts to eliminate all distracting thoughts.

The sun is like fire and extremely vicious.

Half an hour later, Chen Fan let go of the plow and turned his palms upward. The palms of his hands were bruised and bruised in many places.

However, Chen Fan couldn't feel much pain because his hands were numb.

Chen Fan moved his arms slightly and frowned.

The two hands seemed to be no longer his own, and there seemed to be large rocks weighing dozens of kilograms hanging under the two arms.

"My body... I'm afraid I'm not even as good as an ordinary young man. However, the more it is like this, I have to move forward! In this Valley of Worry, it is not only the body that is tempered, but also the will, patience, and perseverance! "

Chen Fan's eyes flickered.

After a while, Chen Fan continued to move forward.

A quarter of an hour later, a golden gate suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his figure appeared in front of the golden gate. Just as he was about to move forward, a spear suddenly pierced out of the gate, instantly piercing him.

"this......"

Chen Fan didn't expect that the Valley of Worry would actually let the image of himself being killed appear in his mind, and his heart was really suffering.

Although Chen Fan's heart was disturbed, he didn't care and continued plowing.

After another half an hour, Chen Fan stopped again, looking at his bloody hands, sitting helplessly in the field, while his legs were shaking slightly, completely out of control.

"Gulu..."

Chen Fan's stomach rumbled slightly.

"Starting to starve for body skin."

Chen Fan sighed helplessly.

It doesn't matter if you are tired, it doesn't matter if you have wounds, you can get through it if you grit your teeth, but the feeling of hunger is like maggots on the tarsal bones and is unbearable.

After resting for a moment, Chen Fan put his hand on his forehead and frowned at the sky. After all this time, the sun was still in the middle and showed no sign of setting in the west.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth, stood up slowly, and plowed the ground again.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Chen Fan saw stars in his eyes, but he knew that he could not rest, because in the Valley of Worry, people could not sleep and had nothing to eat, so they could only work non-stop until they achieved their goals.

Another hour passed, and Chen Fan's strength became weaker and weaker, and plowing became slower and slower. This resulted in plowing the same distance now requiring more energy than before.

At the same time, various sounds continued to appear in Chen Fan's ears, stimulating his mood.

"Damn it!"

If it was just a sound, Chen Fan wouldn't care.

However, along with the sound, scenes of extremely real images flashed in his mind, as if they were fragments of memory. After a long time, Chen Fan occasionally couldn't tell whether they were real or fake.

Everything about him was sealed, even the ancient Bodhi tree.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth and plowed the land continuously.

However, his body was tired, his hands were bleeding, his stomach was empty, and he was constantly affected by false memories, and he was getting more and more exhausted.

"I want to get through this Valley of Sorrow, and no one can stop me!"

Gradually, the place where Chen Fan held the plow with both hands was soaked with blood.

In the furrow, not only sweat fell, but also blood dripped occasionally.

Time passed slowly.

However, Chen Fan had completely lost the concept of time. This was the real horror of the Valley of Sorrow.

Here, time seemed to have stopped.

Except for the plowed land that showed that there were changes here, whether it was the sky, the sun, or the scenery in the distance, nothing changed.

Here, it was a cage that made people despair.

There were people who couldn't bear this torture and gave up.

Some even fainted from exhaustion.

Five hours later, Chen Fan's hand loosened, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground.

"I fell? What happened..."

Chen Fan lay on the ground, his consciousness blurred, completely forgetting what happened when he fell, and didn't understand why he fell.

Chen Fan stretched out his hand and pressed the ground, trying to get up, but found that he had no strength at all.

His stomach was empty, and in addition to his tired and numb hands, the hunger that spread to every part of his body made him even more uncomfortable.

There seemed to be a ball of fire in his stomach, but under the sun, his body was cold.

"Take a break..."

Chen Fan closed his eyes and lay quietly on the ground. Suddenly, he felt extremely thirsty, and his throat seemed to crack because of being too dry.

"I really have no strength. Am I going to die?"

Chen Fan thought to himself.

But immediately, he woke up.

"No, I want to continue. How can I just give up like this!"

Chen Fan sat up with difficulty.

"What a heart-moving and heart-straining story. It's really thrilling and makes people more resilient. However, it's so painful..."

Chen Fan suddenly wanted to retreat, but then denied the idea.

"I am Chen Fan! I want to get through the Valley of Troubles!"

Chen Fan gritted his teeth and slowly stood up. Whether it was his arms, chest, abdomen or legs, he felt a tearing pain.