At the thought of an extremely terrifying old monster watching everything from behind the scenes, Wang Teng inexplicably shuddered.
Although System Daddy transcended everything, who knew whether the other party might sense something?
After all, an existence of that kind could not be judged by conventional reasoning.
Terrifying indeed!
Wang Teng trembled slightly, his eyes darting about as though someone were spying on him from the surrounding void.
The higher his realm became, the harder it was to pick up attributes!
As Wang Teng sighed inwardly, the imperial clansman seated among the nobles above, who had been resting with his eyes closed all this time, suddenly opened them. His pupils trembled, as if something unbelievable had happened.
The noble powerhouses around him were all surprised and looked over.
However, the imperial clansman soon closed his eyes again, seemingly concealing something. No one could make out his expression.
The questions everyone had been about to voice were swallowed back down, and they could only let the matter go.
Wang Teng began moving again, stepping upward at the same pace as before—not fast, not slow, yet filled with rhythm.
It was as if the White Jade Stairway had no effect on him whatsoever.
Five hundred and fifty steps!
Six hundred steps!
Six hundred and thirty steps!
At the same time, the purple runes began increasing again!
Nine hundred and thirty!
Nine hundred and eighty!
One thousand one hundred!
As Wang Teng continued climbing, more and more runes lit up. The pressure surged, while demonic sounds rang in his ears.
The spectators within twenty to thirty meters of the White Jade Stairway changed expression slightly and began retreating.
They were Domain Lord Level powerhouses, yet they could not compare to a mere Planetary Level martial warrior. Naturally, they felt unwilling to