The staircase was engraved with countless divine patterns, carrying the weight of infinite ages, as if it had existed at the end of ancient myths.
Then.
Everyone's heart and spirit felt a terrifying tremor and shake.
Rumble!!
Some martial artists couldn't even endure the vibration, falling backward. Strangely, behind each fallen martial artist, a chair would bounce out.
As if it was prepared in advance.
"Every time I see the celestial ladder, it's this shocking. The celestial ladder pulls the heart and spirit into a realm, and even the most outstanding must fall once here."
Chang Dong muttered in a low voice.
His gaze swept across the scene, noticing even Tianjiao like Mu Wuyang and Feng were, after a brief moment of enduring, on the verge of collapse.
But at this moment, Zhou Dong noticed an odd figure, seeing Su Tu moving under the celestial ladder's guidance, even adjusting the chair behind him to a comfortable height.
