Indeed, the voice just now was Ling Fan's, and he had arrived.
The transmission was through Divine Sense, audible only to Sima Tianhao alone. This Snow Country Iron Tower, less than two hundred meters tall, was completely within the range of his Divine Sense.
"Swoosh!"
Ling Fan moved, ignoring the clamorous waves of accusations around him, and surged toward the top of the tower.
"Look quick, what's that?" The shouting crowd was immediately astonished, looking toward the fleeting afterimage.
"Is that Ling Beiming?" Someone immediately reacted, muttering to themselves.
"It must be him. At this moment, there shouldn't be a second person qualified to step onto that iron tower!" someone said, their expression changing slightly, speaking flatly.
Those who had previously mocked Ling Fan for not being able to climb the iron tower fell silent, watching the swiftly ascending figure with somber expressions.
"Huff~"
