The Third Void Heaven.
A staircase piercing through the heavens, nine tiers high.
Rumble——
A river, swirling with frigid gales and snowstorms, akin to a hundred-feet-long sea dragon enveloped in spine-chilling menace, coiling around the nine-tier staircase, spiraling up the stairs.
The sixth tier!
The seventh tier!
...
One tier after another, as if encountering no obstacles whatsoever.
In no time.
Zhang Jing sat cross-legged at the forefront of the Five Treasures Spirit River, slowly ascending to the tenth tier.
Not far ahead.
Crack crack!
A shadow, resemblant of a horse and dragon, shifted slowly, the ashen hue swiftly receding, exposing an imposing and sturdy body, as if made from molten gold.
Whinny!
With its vast intimidating aura, the dragon-horse was about to charge, but in the next moment, it was swallowed by the wildly churning Five Treasures Spirit River.
And after half a breath, its body was reduced to dust.
Zhang Jing cocked an eyebrow.
