The five climbed the azure staircase. With every step they took, the pressure intensified.
The Azure Dragon Stairway had a total of ninety-nine steps.
When the five reached the fiftieth step, they finally stopped. As they recovered their spiritual power, they looked up to see a clearly tiered platform at the end of the staircase.
The platform was constructed from gold, its outer edges wrapped in dense green vines. Though there was no soil beneath it, the vines appeared exceptionally vibrant and full of life.
Above the platform floated a wooden box, marked with a Dragon Mark.
An ancient aura spread from the wooden box, making this stretch of heaven and earth feel as though it had returned to primordial times. Upon reaching this point, a terrifying pressure that even made Yu Xiaoxiao's expression change suddenly swept over them.
It felt as though even heaven and earth had frozen beneath that pressure.
It was as if their feet had been filled with thousands of tons of concrete, impossible to lift even an inch.
Though only forty-nine steps remained to the summit, those forty-nine steps were like a heavenly abyss, impossible to cross.
"This pressure..." Yu Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned grave, her delicate brows knitting together. She had wanted to seize the inheritance for her husband.
Yet here, she was already nearing her limit.
"This Princess refuses to accept this." Yu Xiaoxiao mobilized all the spiritual power in her body and poured it into her legs. Then, gritting her teeth, she stepped onto the fifty-first stair.
Then the fifty-second.
The fifty-third.
The fifty-fourth.
When she reached the sixtieth step, she stopped again.
She could feel that the pressure here was incredibly terrifying. Especially the next step—she felt that the instant she stepped onto it, that dreadful pressure would surge in and