There was a saying that, no matter how difficult something was, doing it with an undistracted mind meant you were already halfway to success.
There was another saying: on a journey of a hundred li, ninety li was only the halfway point.
Liu Yu deeply agreed with both.
So even on the nine hundred and ninety-ninth step, with only one last stride separating him from the end of the Black Stairway, he did not let down his guard in the slightest.
Give it everything!
As he stepped forward, the pressure on his mind reached its peak, and every thought turned sluggishly.
In an instant, that familiar dizziness returned, and the most powerful illusion descended.
One instant, two instants.
But Liu Yu gave it his all and still regained his senses after half a breath, reaching the end of the Black Stairway.
Tap.
He took one stride forward, leaving the staircase completely behind.
Standing among the enormous Alien Palace, Liu Yu, who had not assumed his true form, seemed especially insignificant.
The palaces ahead resembled towering mountains, waiting for him to climb and surpass them.
"Whew..."
As he stepped out, the pressure on his mind abruptly vanished. Liu Yu let out a long breath, feeling exceptionally light in both body and soul.
He gazed into the distance, surveying the Ancient Forbidden Land. With his extraordinarily keen senses, he could faintly hear the sounds of battles coming from its depths.
Presumably, the three great True Lords and five great Demon Kings who had entered ahead of him were fighting fiercely over its treasures.
"Heart-Refining Path."
Three large characters in the script of another race were inscribed on a stone stele beside the left side of the road. Liu Yu read them softly aloud.
Apart from those three large characters, there were two