What reassured the Demon Lord was that Chu Mo did not let him down!
The location chosen by Chu Mo surprised even the Demon Lord. Because this cliff, for Chu Mo, was also a significant challenge!
When Chu Mo had climbed over three hundred meters, his injuries began to act up. His hand lost strength, and he nearly fell off the face of the cliff. Fortunately, there was a small tree nearby, and Chu Mo grabbed onto it, barely managing to stabilize himself.
After his heart pounded for a while, Chu Mo continued to climb upwards with a straight face.
After passing through the first layer of clouds, Chu Mo looked up. With the help of the faint starlight streaming overhead, he saw that there was still no end in sight above him.
"The higher, the better!" Chu Mo muttered through clenched teeth.
Eight hundred meters...a thousand meters...Two thousand meters!
