**Chapter 637: It Can Only Be Him!**
Shulin Muyu walked forward leisurely, each step seemingly landing on the snow, yet not actually touching it. The path he walked left no footprints.
He could have flown, but he chose not to.
He measured the Kunlun Mountain peak, and his soul power spread out again, following the threads of life force, reaching the outside of the formation.
He was not a formation master and did not know how to set up formations.
But this did not prevent him from examining the formation. His soul power repeatedly tried to penetrate the formation to see what was inside and why it was absorbing life force.
Although the amount absorbed was small, just a tiny bit, accumulated day after day, year after year, the total amount was quite astonishing.
Shulin Muyu discovered that a trace of his own life force had also been absorbed into the formation and disappeared.
A very tiny trace, completely bypassing his defensive skills and talents.
This discovery shocked Shulin Muyu even more.
It indicated that the laws within the formation were extremely high-level, not something an ordinary level 96 law could achieve.
"What exactly is being hidden here?"
Shulin Muyu felt curious and cautious at the same time.
If it was like the Wind Thunder Continent, hiding some powerful existence, it would be troublesome.
However, he thought it unlikely. If that were the case, the human race, with its half-step super gods, would have already cleared it out.
After all, this was the human world, not the Wind Thunder Continent.
Shulin Muyu tried various methods but could not penetrate the formation and eventually had to give up.
Unknowingly, he had passed through the initial dungeon and entered the mid-level dungeon area.
An invisible pressure fell on Shulin Muyu, having no effect on him.
The closer he got to the mid-level dungeon, the smaller the wind and snow became, eventually disappearing.
A bustling scene appeared before him, with many human teams stationed there, forming a sizable living settlement.
The last time Shulin Muyu came, he was in a hurry to clear the dungeon and then left quickly, not having seen this place.
Now, it seemed full of life, with people drinking and eating together, peaceful and lively.
A thousand years ago, such a life was almost unimaginable.
At that time, wars were constant, and professionals were all on the battlefield, staining the rivers and mountains with blood.
If not for the desperate struggles of the ancestors, the human race would have long fallen under the iron hooves of demons and dragons.
Shulin Muyu did not stop but continued to walk upwards, passing the settlement.
The wind and snow grew stronger again.
The path from the mid-level dungeon to the high-level dungeon was even more difficult.
The wind and snow were like knives, carrying an offensive nature.
Climbing the mountain was a battle in itself.
Under immense pressure, although there was no flight restriction, flying was still difficult.
The pressure was more than ten times greater than before.
It was another test, eliminating a batch of unqualified individuals.
Such a test had no effect on Shulin Muyu.
He continued to walk on the snow without leaving a trace, calm and unhurried.
The wind and snow grew stronger, and through it, Shulin Muyu saw the entrance to the dungeon in the distance.
The dungeon vortex spun atop the peak.
It seemed that the dungeon was at the peak, where there was a flat area.
Comparing the position of his soul power, Shulin Muyu found that the dungeon was actually several hundred meters below the peak.
But to the naked eye, there was no path beyond the dungeon.
Shulin Muyu knew that someone had used special means to hide the true path.
There was a path beyond the dungeon, continuing upwards.
Only by surpassing the height of the formation could one reach the true peak.
"If I’m not mistaken, the high-level dungeon is not the end."
"Perhaps there is a fourth-stage dungeon."
Shulin Muyu speculated in his heart and walked towards the dungeon.
Whether his guess was correct would be known with a single test.
The wind and snow parted, and noise came from behind.
A group of professionals broke through the wind and snow, charging up under the invisible pressure.
They moved quickly, not stopping along the way.
The closer they got to the dungeon entrance, the greater the pressure, so the less time spent on the road, the better.
Shulin Muyu understood this and looked at the newcomers, muttering to himself, "What a coincidence!"
There were usually no people on the path to the high-level dungeon.
Occasionally, a team would come, often rushing up the mountain as quickly as possible.
The pressure outside was too strong; no one could endure it for long.
Mainly, the requirements of the mid-level dungeon were too high, and few could meet them.
Moreover, the high-level dungeon was too difficult. Teams at level 70 could hardly clear it, and even level 80 teams faced great pressure.
Once they exceeded level 80, they no longer met the dungeon requirements and couldn’t enter, let alone clear it.
Therefore, most teams attempting the high-level dungeon were composed of professionals at levels 79 or 80, with level 80 teams being the majority.
At level 80, attributes increased significantly, and new skills were mastered, giving them a better chance of clearing the dungeon. As Shulin Muyu looked at them, they also looked at him.
Someone like Shulin Muyu, climbing the mountain alone and leisurely, was rare.
Seeing Shulin Muyu standing still, they found it strange.
But they didn’t stop, quickly passing by and rushing towards the dungeon.
After they passed, Shulin Muyu smiled slightly and continued walking forward.
Although he couldn’t see their levels, his soul sensing told him they were around levels 79 to 80.
This team of 24 people moved with great coordination, giving Shulin Muyu a sense of military precision.
They didn’t wear military uniforms or badges, making it hard to identify them.
Some well-trained guild teams could also reach this level of coordination.
The team quickly overtook Shulin Muyu, rushing to the dungeon entrance and sitting down at the side.
Someone took out a tool, creating a shield around the team to block the wind and snow and the pressure. They began to rest.
Perhaps the rush had consumed too much energy, and they needed to recover before entering the dungeon.
Whether moving or resting, their actions were uniform.
Moreover, the leader’s commands were followed without question.
Shulin Muyu thought this team might be from the military.
If not, they were trained like soldiers.
Such a team had strong combat power, whether on the battlefield or in dungeons.
While they rested, Shulin Muyu also reached the dungeon entrance.
Noticing Shulin Muyu, they looked surprised.
"What’s he doing here alone, sightseeing?"
"But there’s nothing to see here but wind and snow."
"And with such immense pressure, who has the mood to sightsee?"
Shulin Muyu stood before the dungeon and looked at them, "Soldiers?"
The leader looked at Shulin Muyu in confusion, "Is there something you need?"
Shulin Muyu smiled and shook his head, "Just curious, asking casually."
With that, he reached out and touched the dungeon entrance.
In the next second, his figure disappeared.
Everyone was stunned; he had entered the dungeon.
"Is he joking? Entering the dungeon alone, is he seeking death?"
"Doesn’t he know that in the dungeon, all teleportation items are disabled, and only by surviving the first wave of attacks can one choose to leave?"
"He’ll die in there, what a fool."
"He doesn’t look like an idiot, why do something so foolish?"
They were shocked by Shulin Muyu’s actions.
Everyone knew the difficulty of the high-level dungeon; soloing it was impossible.
Reaching this point already proved his strength.
Yet he did something so suicidal, it was incomprehensible.
"Mind your own business, rest up, and enter the dungeon in ten minutes."
The leader’s stern command silenced everyone.
The leader looked at the dungeon and muttered to himself, "Could it be him?"
If anyone in the world could solo the high-level Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon, it could only be one person.
Regardless of age or appearance, it seemed to match.
The leader believed he had guessed Shulin Muyu’s identity.
"It should be General Lin. He might really be able to solo it."
"It can only be him."
Inside the dungeon, Shulin Muyu’s vision had just cleared when multicolored lights covered him.
Elemental fluctuations roared.
Various elemental attacks instantly struck him.
The skeletal armor shone brightly, shattering in just two seconds.
Now at level 74, with talents included, the skeletal armor had a constitution equivalent to 590,000, yet it lasted only two seconds.
This meant that a professional with 590,000 constitution, without considering equipment or defensive skills, could only last two seconds.
But two seconds were enough for Shulin Muyu to do many things.
The undead army appeared, and the headless knights charged in all directions, carving a bloody path for Shulin Muyu.
He didn’t need his eyes; his soul power swept across, instantly understanding the situation.
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