Chen Fan studied the Sky-Reaching Tower before him with a subtle look in his eyes.
Fish Tiger was one thing; he, Chen Fan, and Zhou Bailan had all entered the Hundred-Year Secret Realm to cultivate.
Though Fish Tiger had reached the eighth floor nearly ten years later than Chen Fan and Zhou Bailan, that was still considered normal by comparison.
But Wisdom's progress left even Chen Fan somewhat stunned.
Although Wisdom's strength had not been much weaker than Chen Fan's or Zhou Bailan's back then, the gap opened by the Hundred-Year Secret Realm should not have been so slight!
When Wisdom had first entered the Sacred Hall, he had only been able to clear the sixth floor. Yet in less than twenty years, he had already cleared the eighth!
Chen Fan had long suspected there was something wrong with Wisdom's identity, that he might be some great figure reincarnating to cultivate anew. Now, that possibility seemed even more likely.
Just then, a streak of spiritual light shot out from within the Sky-Reaching Tower. Accompanied by booming laughter, a bald, crimson-skinned giant appeared before it.
"Hahaha! I, Molten Core, have finally cleared the seventh floor!"
Molten Core's eyes brimmed with excitement, but when he spotted Chen Fan outside the Sky-Reaching Tower, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
"Chen Fan!"
Chen Fan gave him a slight nod.
Though Molten Core's rate of progress was not as outrageous as Wisdom's, clearing the seventh floor meant he could remain in the second sequence with absolute certainty.
Molten Core turned into a rainbow streak and shot to a spot not far from Chen Fan, facing him from afar.
"Chen Fan, just you wait. Within twenty years, I will definitely clear the eighth floor and charge into the first sequence!"
Chen Fan nodded. "Then I wish you may