"This is truly hard."
"Even after bringing out all my trump cards and fighting like a madman, I only made it through the fourth trial."
"I probably won't make it through the fifth."
"No wonder so few peak Dao-wielding Grade taboo lives throughout history have obtained a Gray Valley Ark Talisman."
"This Heavenly Stairway really isn't suited to those at peak Dao-wielding Grade."
"I wonder how many trials young Li Yue can pass."
"Young Li Yue is an astonishing genius. He hasn't cultivated for long, yet his growth is terrifying beyond compare. He can probably clear at least the seventh trial."
"He might even have a chance at the eighth."
Pangu sat on a huge black stone and sighed.
His cultivation was at Advanced Dao-wielding Grade.
By cultivating the Dao of Force and using the trump cards he had prepared, he had barely managed to slay four taboo lives at Advanced Dao-wielding Peak Grade.
And by his estimate, the fifth trial would involve at least five taboo lives at Advanced Dao-wielding Peak Grade.
He had no confidence that he could slay them.
"Ah..."
Suddenly, a faint, lingering sigh reached him.
Without a sound, a phantom had appeared before him at some unknown moment. His hair hung loose, his muscles knotted and bulging, and his eyes were fathomlessly deep, as though endless Daos could be seen within them.
Pangu was startled.
Yet as he looked at the phantom before him, he somehow felt an indescribable sense of closeness.
"You are..."
His brows knitted tightly.
"Who I am doesn't matter."
"But you are far too weak."
"Still, you were born at Advanced Dao-wielding Grade. It is already no small feat for you to have attained your current strength."
"Hm..."
"No."
The phantom suddenly narrowed his eyes and examined Pangu from head to