Sweeping the Tower

In the blink of an eye.

Three days passed.

Void Realm, outside the Black-Yellow Pagoda.

On the grand ranking screen hanging in midair, the name at the very top was still the same despair-inducing one—Arthur Rothschild.

"Still him."

"It's been three days. He's stuck at the seventh stage of the third floor and can't advance an inch."

"But that result is already leagues above everyone else's."

Whispers never ceased across the plaza.

Those monsters in the top ten had forced their way to the third floor. Even the worst among them had reached the fifth stage.

Since Taishi Kong had not grasped the third level of True Intent, he stopped at the second floor.

As for the geniuses in the Grade-A dormitories.

Most of them were also struggling bitterly through the first few stages of the second floor.

People like Wu Tian and Ji Wushuang, monstrous talents who had fought their way out of small worlds, were exceedingly proud. Yet even after exhausting all their trump cards, they could barely circle around this level.

At a resting area in the camp.

Dantai Yu and Helian Tie sat cross-legged. Beside them stood a sturdy young man.

He was the new teammate they had just recruited.

"Brother Dantai, Brother Helian." The sturdy young man looked at the rankings and flattered them, "Second floor, fifth stage. Those results place you two among the best even in the Grade-A district."

Dantai Yu smiled faintly, his expression gentle and refined.

Helian Tie grinned. "Not bad. We haven't disgraced the Ancient Clan."

The sturdy young man casually swiped through his Void Terminal, browsing the overall rankings.

Then suddenly.

"Eh?" The sturdy young man froze.

"What is it?" Dantai Yu asked casually.

"It's that Lu Zhen." The sturdy young man said in confusion, "He performed quite