"What Hai Huang said makes sense. This is too strange. It might not be as simple as we thought." An expert of the spiritual race said.
"It's actually not that complicated. What if absorbing the spirit energy helps us reach the ninth floor?" Qing Xuan suddenly asked.
"It's possible!" Everyone's eyes brightened, and a hint of understanding flashed through their hearts. They seemed to have grasped some key clues.
"Since that's the case, let's ascend the pagoda together and see if Daoist Qing Xuan's guess is right." Hai Huang turned around and stared at the steps on the other side of the hall, his eyes glimmering.
"Wait, did you notice that there seems to be some kind of strange power of heaven and earth above these steps, which produces a certain degree of pressure?" Mo Xi suddenly said.
"Yi, it seems like there really is one, but the pressure is too weak and can not pose any threat to us." Qing Xuan sensed for a moment and soon found something unusual.
