Hu~ hu~ hu~!
Feng Lin panted, his breathing grew incomparably heavy.
Ever since he entered the Heaven Reaching Pagoda, this was the first time he was so fatigued to this extent.
As expected of the boss for the 9,000th level. This pagoda lord was a cultivator at the elite adept level. Feng Lin knew that he had truly met a formidable opponent.
This man was also walking on a paragon mythological path. Even if his opponent's understanding of his mythological path might not be as deep as his, his opponent had the advantage of being a major realm higher. Just this fact alone was unimaginably terrifying.
Upon sensing the dried up genetic force in his body, Feng Lin knew that he was now like an empty lamp that was completely drained.
But as he looked at the dimmed sword light of his opponent, he knew that his opponent was the same as well.
The two of them glanced at each other.
