Step by step.
A thousand steps.
It rose all the way up.
He seemed completely unaffected by the pressure.
In a flash, Luther Carden caught up to Leron Schatzman.
Luther shook his head and smiled bitterly. "The stronger your cultivation, the greater the pressure you have to endure. I'm afraid Leron and I won't make it through this Path of Heaven."
"I'll give it my all."
Braydon Neal didn't force them. He was just curious to see who the third level ten transcendent was.
Back then, even in the early days, a peak level ten existence wouldn't have dared to claim they'd leave behind an inheritance capable of helping their descendants reach the tenth level.
Whoever left the inheritance here was no ordinary person.
As Braydon continued, the pressure only intensified.
Ten thousand steps.
It felt like a giant weight was pressing on his shoulders.
