Inside the Sacred Tower, the Azure Torrent surged without end. The stone stairway twisted upward as though it led straight to the heavens.
Mo Lin held the still-sleeping Zi Yan in one arm and Little Lingxi's hand in the other. A barrier extending three feet around him stood like an unbreakable fortress, steadily keeping the violent torrent outside.
Zuoqiu Qingyu followed closely behind. Her bewitching face was already filled with fatigue, fragrant sweat soaking the strands of hair across her forehead as her breathing quickened slightly. Resisting this terrifying torrent continuously had drained her greatly.
Along the way, floating stone platforms appeared beside the stairway. The first, the second... each platform was inscribed with ancient source arts or held gleaming spiritual treasures, radiating an enticing aura.
"The Sacred Stairway has nine platforms. Those who enter may obtain treasure, but cannot leave." Mo Lin glanced at the ancient words on the stone tablet and understood at once. These were rewards for climbers, but once they entered to claim a treasure, they could no longer proceed. The later the platform, the better the treasure.
Although the other surviving prodigies were tempted, they were all proud and arrogant. Gritting their teeth, they persevered rather than entering the first few platforms.
When the sixth platform came into view, obvious hesitation flashed through Zuoqiu Qingyu's peach-blossom eyes. She could feel her source qi nearing depletion, while her movement technique grew increasingly sluggish. The reward on the sixth platform was already an excellent opportunity for her...
Her steps slowed slightly as her gaze lingered over the sixth platform.
Just then, the seventh platform faintly appeared amid the clouds and mist ahead!
Zuoqiu Qingyu's eyes lit up! The seventh platform! It was even better than the sixth! She bit her silver teeth, struggling inwardly. Should she be