Baihua Immortal King truly felt completely safe following Song Zhong.
There was only one thing she did not understand. If a level had nothing special about it, that was fine. But whenever there was something unusual, Song Zhong would simply choose to destroy the entire level.
She had no idea what meaning there was in doing that, nor did she dare ask.
But as a result, she and Song Zhong advanced much, much more slowly.
Days passed one by one. Song Zhong and Baihua Immortal King continued forward at an unhurried pace. Perhaps because too many cultivators had been eliminated on the fourth level, after entering the fifth level, he rarely saw any other cultivators.
After entering the sixth level and making his way to the entrance of the seventh, he had seen only one cultivator in total.
"Luckily, the requirement for entering the seventh level from the sixth isn't defeating one or two cultivators. Otherwise, I could only defeat you and enter the seventh level."
Song Zhong glanced back at Baihua Immortal King before stepping into the seventh level.
Baihua Immortal King was instantly speechless. Why they had not encountered other cultivators—did he really have no idea?
Was it not because he was so slow, blasting everything in sight as he walked?
Still, this was not bad either. There were no other cultivators along the way, nor were there any other dangers. They had entered the seventh level with ease.
Hopefully, the seventh level would not be too dangerous either.
The ninth level of the Realm of the Heavens.
At this moment, thirty cultivators had already gathered on this level.
Heavenly Prodigies from every race frowned as they stared toward the entrance.
"Why hasn't it opened after so long?"
"Are there still cultivators who entered the fifth level, or