After saying that, Xian Mengyao fell silent as well.
Gradually, the Path to Heaven group seemed to split into three sections.
At the very front were Zuo Tianhang and the other two. They were still climbing, and had already crossed more than half the distance.
Although their clothes had been soaked through with sweat, they remained in the first echelon.
The rest occupied the second echelon.
Qin Shaofeng and the others, who had been the first to climb and had seemed the most at ease, had instead fallen to the very back.
It was as though anyone ahead only needed to quicken their pace to leave them behind.
Not long afterward.
The benefits of slowly climbing the Path to Heaven gradually began to reveal themselves to each member of Qin Shaofeng's group.
They had already reached more than one hundred seventy steps.
Even when cries of delight rang out, they did not disturb those ahead.
Divine sense could see their expressions, but nothing beyond that.
The Heavenly Dao Trial continued.
After another cup of tea's time, Qin Shaofeng finally led everyone through this stretch of the Path to Heaven.
The instant they crossed the two-hundredth step.
The pain in their bodies instantly vanished.
Yet everyone clutched their heads and screamed in unison.
The pressure here had unexpectedly begun to target their souls.
With the benefits from before.
Qin Shaofeng maintained his previous speed as he climbed the Path to Heaven.
He could remain as steady as ever.
But the others gradually began to reach their limits.
The first to cry out that they would go on ahead were, surprisingly, Shuiyue Mountain's disciples.
No matter how abundant the benefits here were, they were useless to those unqualified to possess them.
Xian Mengyao did not stop them.
She allowed them to speed