One step, two steps, ten steps, thirty steps, fifty steps, each stride Chu Hao took was steady and sure.
For a Martial Master, the three hundred meters wide river wasn't considered broad at all; although Chu Hao only took half-meter steps, with just over six hundred steps, he could cross this river.
Four minutes later, he appeared on the other side of the river.
However, starting from the zombies at the first checkpoint, then the Gloomy Wind Vine guarding the valley, and now the river mechanism stakes, the difficulty level didn't decrease at all. Among the 400 people who came in, how many could pass?
During the Ancient Times, martial arts should have been more flourishing.
After crossing the river, the high tower was now very close. A square paved with bluestone appeared ahead, and the high tower stood within it, reaching at least several thousand meters high. Chu Hao couldn't see the top at all.
