"Watch out!"
"Young brother, don't rush! Steady yourself!"
At the sight, the Rogue Cultivators in the loft all cried out in concern.
It was clear that, at this moment, they were very different from how they had been at the start. They no longer cared about Xu Taiping because he was a Rogue Cultivator, but simply because of who he was, the cultivator he was.
"Smack!"
In the projection, Xu Taiping finally endured the searing pain in his foot and planted it heavily on that step.
Then Xu Taiping tilted his head back and took a deep breath, pausing briefly on the step until the wound at his ankle healed.
Only then did the cultivators in the loft finally realize that Xu Taiping had made it this far not merely through his extraordinary resolve, but also through a physique comparable to that of a Martial God Realm cultivator.
"Tap!"
After that brief pause, Xu Taiping continued upward.
This time, however, he climbed only ten or twenty steps before a huge octagonal pavilion appeared before him.
Looking up, he saw three large characters boldly inscribed on its plaque: "Great Treachery Pavilion."
At the sight, a Rogue Cultivator in the loft immediately exclaimed:
"That's the Great Treachery Pavilion, the first of the Ten Evils Pavilions on Ten Thousand Evils Peak!"
At the table in the corner where Zhao Linglong and the others sat, all their expressions turned solemn when they made out the words "Great Treachery Pavilion."
Keeping her gaze fixed on Xu Taiping in the projection, Zhao Linglong quietly explained to the others at the table:
"Along the path up Ten Thousand Evils Peak, these Ten Evils Pavilions are even more dangerous than the Gang Wind formed from Sword Qi."
Beside her, Ping'an asked in puzzlement:
"Sister Linglong, what's so frightening