On the stairway to heaven.
Shen Changge stopped in his tracks and closed his eyes. A deep smile appeared on his face. Immediately, a mysterious aura fluctuated from his body, like an invisible rhythm that spread between heaven and earth.
However, no one noticed this.
Just now, when Shen Changge checked in at the stairway to heaven, his realm had become more profound and reached the critical point of the middle stage of the realm of minor creation. If he had not tried his best to suppress it, he would have broken through and reached the late stage of the realm of minor creation.
Shen Changge only opened his eyes when the mysterious feeling disappeared. Under his sleeves, he clenched his fists and a vast power gathered in his palms, exuding a terrifying aura that could destroy the world.
