"I was quite curious about these Stairways to Heaven. No matter what, I still had to make the trip myself."
Xu Zimo said.
"Then I shall not disturb you any longer, Senior."
"Please!"
The old turtle took a step back, indicating that Xu Zimo could proceed.
"Was this inheritance left behind by the Empress?"
Before leaving, Xu Zimo asked one final question.
"I never said this was the Empress's inheritance. There may be an inheritance within the Emperor's Tomb, or there may be nothing at all.
"How could an old turtle guarding the gate possibly know so much?"
The old turtle laughed.
"And these Stairways to Heaven were not specially set up either.
"When the Emperor's Tomb still existed, these Stairways to Heaven had already been here."
"In truth, after the Empress left, she did not deliberately prepare anything for those who came after her."
Xu Zimo nodded.
This was the mindset of a true powerhouse.
A Heaven-Slayer—who would still leave arrangements behind for themself?
Even so, Xu Zimo rose into the air and headed up the Stairways to Heaven.
The instant he stepped onto them, Xu Zimo felt an obvious and distinct force trying to erase his consciousness.
It sought to drag him into another stretch of void.
Xu Zimo did not resist.
He looked upon the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens in the void.
At this moment, he seemed to be nothing more than a mortal, an ant crawling between heaven and earth.
Yet with the body of an ant, he stood against the gods and Buddhas filling the heavens.
How many people could possess such a state of mind?
But Xu Zimo felt no fear at all. Even if he truly were a mortal, he would not take a step back.
Because there were many things