Heaven-Reaching Tower

Seeing that Ye Lin seemed a little more interested, Meng Yun immediately seized the opportunity.

"Very well, I accept."

Ye Lin handed the Divine Bow to Meng Yun and spoke. He had taken a liking to the bow. It was powerful—unimaginably so.

Since someone wanted to give him a treasure, why would he refuse?

"In that case, fellow Daoist, please come with me."

When they saw Ye Lin agree, all three of them, including Su Bai, were so excited they could hardly contain themselves.

The first fifty levels of the Heaven-Reaching Tower were intended for Spirit Transformation cultivators. On that point, they hadn't deceived Ye Lin.

What's more, they had deliberately held back ten levels, leaving only forty.

But that wasn't because they were being kind. The Heaven-Reaching Tower was a precious treasure passed down from the ancient era, created to temper the greatest talents.

But who had the tower been made to temper? The prodigies of the ancient era.

Put today's prodigies in the ancient era, and they'd be crushed by the prodigies of that time—never mind the monsters of the primordial era.

If a Spirit Transformation prodigy from the primordial era came to the present day, they would truly be invincible.

Over the past several million years, even the most monstrous prodigy of their Ancient God Sect had only just managed to reach the tower's thirty-first level.

And that prodigy had been stuck on the thirty-first level for decades, unable to make any further progress.

No matter how monstrous Ye Lin was, he'd probably reach level thirty-five at most, right?

What if Ye Lin wasn't even as strong as their Ancient God Sect's prodigy?

Ye Lin followed the three elders to the far end of the Ancient God Sect. There stood a towering pagoda that reached into the