Now, only one step remained.
And next, he would take that final step.
Nine thousand zhang high, above the sea of clouds—the five strongest positions.
Those five positions symbolized everything.
Just as Yang Chen made his decision, above nine thousand zhang...
"Several decades have already passed. It seems you five have firmly secured your positions here. Not bad, very good."
A figure stood high above, looking down below.
At the nine-thousand-zhang level stood five God King-level experts. Their auras far surpassed those of ordinary God Kings; not a single one was an easy target.
Yet at this moment, their faces were full of anticipation and respect as they watched the elder above, scarcely daring to breathe.
Because they understood perfectly well that whether they could leave Ten Thousand Zhang Mountain Cliff depended entirely on this elder.
"Since you have proven yourselves to be the strongest people within Ten Thousand Zhang Mountain Cliff, you may leave this region. But before that, I must ask—have you considered becoming members of our Purgatory Gate?" The elder laughed.
His smile was deeply sinister.
By saying this, he was practically telling those God King-level experts that if they did not intend to join Purgatory Gate, they could forget about leaving Ten Thousand Zhang Mountain Cliff.
"I intend to join Purgatory Gate." A man dressed in Taiyi Sect robes was the first to yield and agree to the elder's terms.
When the other God King-level experts saw the Taiyi Sect man agree, disgust and contempt flashed through their eyes.
"Hehe, Sword Rain God King, you truly know how to read the times. I admire your outstanding judgment. So long as you join our Purgatory Gate, we will certainly focus on nurturing you and help you reach the Enlightenment Stage as soon as possible," the elder said.