As the man beside the Black-Clothed Youth spoke, longing filled his eyes. Then he looked despondently at his daughter beside him and let out a soft sigh...
"Of course..."
"Even the first sword is exceedingly difficult. Among those who enter the Extreme Prison Sky Tower to cultivate, such people are one in ten thousand even within Feather Alliance Hall."
"I don't know when your father will ever have such an honor."
The daughter was still young and could not understand her father's feelings. She pursed her lips again and asked...
"So for people from small places like us, it's already so hard to cultivate to the Extreme Heaven Eight Trigrams Realm. Is stepping into the Extreme Prison Stage even harder?"
Her father nodded heavily and sighed once more...
"That is why the Extreme Prison Sky Tower of Feather Alliance Hall is the place where so many people from small places can change their fate. Methods for cultivating the Extreme Prison Stage are extraordinarily rare, but as long as one reaches the Extreme Heaven Eight Trigrams Realm, one gets a chance to draw a sword."
"As long as we draw even the first sword, we can change the fate of our entire clan and possess a method for the Extreme Prison Stage from then on."
"If you cannot reach the Extreme Prison Stage, you will forever remain at the bottom of the Vast Cosmos Great World."
Hearing this, the Black-Clothed Youth silently withdrew his gaze and looked pensively toward the ninety-nine swords before the Extreme Prison Sky Tower.
He saw an elderly man straining with all his might before the first sword, yet even risking his life, he could not pull it out.
Just as the father beside him had said, this old man seemed to carry the hopes of his