Jianmu's height was unknown. The farther one climbed along the Greenwood Stairway, the more one could feel an invisible pressure.
At first, that pressure was not particularly strong, to the point where it could barely even be felt. But later on, even Qingyi and the others were slightly affected.
That pressure did not merely affect the mind; more of it acted upon the body itself.
Because of this, although Bai Zhi felt nothing mentally, he still noticed the abnormality.
"The higher you go, the worse it gets. You'll get used to it. Don't be fooled by the fact that we built a city on Jianmu—our exploration of Jianmu is actually far from sufficient."
Noticing everyone's discomfort, Mountainside Li explained as he continued up the Greenwood Stairway.
"No one knows what lies at Jianmu's summit, and no one has ever reached it. The higher you go, the more terrifying the pressure becomes. Reaching the top is simply impossible; at most, people can only make it to the middle section."
"What, you don't know either?"
For some reason, Bai Zhi found this rather unexpected.
"How could we know? That kind of pressure simply isn't something a human can endure."
As if recalling some unpleasant memory, Mountainside Li complained helplessly.
"Forget the immense mental pressure. The higher you climb, the greater the pressure on your body. Even an Indestructible Body would get flattened into a little pancake."
"Is that so..."
Bai Zhi looked upward thoughtfully.
"We've tried many methods here, but none succeeded. Perhaps only a Mythical Player has the qualification to climb up there. This isn't something we need to consider right now."
Seeing Bai Zhi's movements, Mountainside Li shook his head.
"The height of [Jianmu] cannot be estimated, because it reaches straight into the clouds, while [Kunlun] is in a fractured