If we miss this timing, who knows when we'll get another chance.
So when faced with such a great opportunity to sneak into the Immortal Realm, no one would miss it, nor would anyone hesitate.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~
Without a word, numerous Mahayana cultivators immediately set out, stepping onto the ladder.
The Profound Gold steps, covered with ever-flowing Heaven-Stealing runes, didn't feel like gold or stone underfoot but rather had a soft vibration like breaking the Celestial Dao Chains.
Each Mahayana cultivator's footfall caused the Dao rhyme cultivated for tens of thousands of years to merge with the ladder's Heaven-Stealing patterns. Gray-black devouring mist automatically wrapped around their bodies, shielding them from the light of the Immortal Realm's grand array.
Suddenly, these Mahayana cultivators quickly moved, their elongated silhouettes climbing the thirty-three-section celestial ladder, soon disappearing into the giant boundary crack.
