The towering pagoda radiated a faint, secluded glow, revealing the sword patterns engraved upon it, making them seem all the more deep, dark, and profound.
True Person Xingyu did not answer. The expression on his face seemed to freeze, and his mind was filled with only those words: only "fifty floors."
At this moment, he naturally would not think the other party was spouting nonsense.
A cultivator who could enter before him had to possess terrifyingly powerful talent in the sword path.
So he did not even want to ask how many times the other party had entered Sword Valley. That would only be inviting humiliation.
Besides, on the other party's first attempt at the Sword Tower, he had already broken past the fiftieth floor. With more than two months still remaining, breaking into the seventieth floor and beyond would definitely be no problem.
With talent like that, becoming a Nascent Soul sword cultivator in the future was very possible.
If he could still see the gap, he might still have thoughts of chasing and competing. But when he could not even see the gap, and the other party's background was stronger besides, it could only make a sense of powerlessness well up inside him.
His gaze turned to the cultivator beside him again. He wanted to ask, but in the end, he did not.
The other party seemed to have entered even earlier than Ye Tengchuan before him, so his talent was surely even more formidable.
It made fear rise from the bottom of his heart.
But worried that it was like Sword Bridge, filled with illusions, the two of them had not gone to take the treasure.
After all, after all their painstaking effort to condense sword intent and find the key to Sword Bridge, they had still