Each platform had an Arhat statue on either side.
At this moment, some of the Rogue Cultivators who had entered first had already climbed a third of the steps.
Every one of them moved with great caution, because quite a few corpses had appeared on the stairway.
These corpses bore all kinds of wounds.
Some had arrows embedded in them that glimmered with faint light, while others were black from head to toe, as though they had been poisoned.
Others had been burned completely black, golden flames flickering over their bodies.
The sight left Li Qing slightly surprised.
"What is this?"
A solemn look appeared in his eyes. The radiance of sun and moon flickered within them, allowing him to grasp the situation on the stairs. The place was covered in all manner of restrictions.
These restrictions were linked as one with the surrounding Arhats and the stairs. Quite a few people had stepped into restriction traps and met their deaths.
At that moment, several Spirit Consciousness Realm cultivators frowned, sensing a pressure.
A cultivator from the Daoist Sect summoned a flying sword and stepped onto it, preparing to soar into the air.
But in the next instant, golden Buddhist light spread through the air above the stairs. The immense pressure forced him straight back down.
Flying over the stairs was impossible.
Feeling the pressure in the sky, Li Qing's expression grew somewhat grave as well.
He had felt this pressure from cultivators in the Primordial Spirit Realm before.
"Perhaps only beings at the Primordial Spirit level can rise into the air."
Shaking his head slightly, Li Qing could only honestly follow the stairs upward.
The other Spirit Consciousness Realm cultivators did the same.
No one spoke. They advanced silently, though a scream would occasionally ring out from the stairs.