Whoosh.
Qin Hao moved faster and faster. By the time Xing Luo spoke, Qin Hao had already climbed several hundred steps.
Immortal mist swirled around them. Though much of it dispersed wherever Qin Hao passed, Xing Luo still could not make out his figure clearly.
"No!"
"I won't lose!"
"How could I lose to a mere human?"
Xing Luo's eyes instantly turned red.
He could not accept losing to Qin Hao, even if they were only climbing the East Sun Immortal Stairway.
The East Sun Immortal Stairway represented potential. If Qin Hao climbed it faster than he did, did that not prove Qin Hao's talent and potential far surpassed his own?
Of course Xing Luo could not accept it.
"Move!"
At that thought, Xing Luo immediately summoned his Divine Strength and charged upward like a madman. He moved faster and faster, ascending five or six steps in a single stride.
Pushed to his limit, Xing Luo was even faster than before!
But...
He maintained that pace only briefly. After climbing several hundred steps, Xing Luo abruptly slowed again. Not only that, an immensely powerful pressure bore down on him from every direction.
Xing Luo's face went pale. He was almost unable to endure it.
He raised his head, trying to find Qin Hao, but there was no sign of him. Who knew how far Qin Hao had already climbed?
Hum!
The overwhelming pressure slammed into Xing Luo. Pale-faced, he gritted his teeth and held on, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not withstand it.
From the start, Xing Luo had trained as he climbed the East Sun Immortal Stairway, using its pressure to temper his will and Divine Soul.
But he had wanted to compete with Qin Hao, so he had gritted his teeth and forced himself