"Perhaps this was the original intention of our ancestors," Ye Hanjun murmured.
"If they all set up the Heaven and Earth Stage as roadblocks, those Young Emperors would just sweep through. Where would the need for hardening through adversity be?"
"Only this kind of omnipresent sense of crisis can stimulate us to learn how to escape from predators, how to survive in the cracks, how to collect treasures in adversity... If one survives here for thirty to fifty years, or even a hundred years, and then ascends to the seventh stage in a single day afterward, how could their foundation not be solid? Furthermore, how could the odds of ascending to the eighth or even ninth stage be lower than that of ordinary people?"
"Big Tadpole, watch your step, there's a monster coming!"
GuaGua suddenly poked its head out of the pocket and shouted a warning.
As it spoke, Ye Hanjun also sensed something off and instinctively pushed off the ground with his heel, bouncing into the air.
"Ahhhh!!!"
