Xu Tao climbed the glowing stairs, one step at a time.
Of course, the rest followed suit, chasing after him in order. They climbed up to the next floor in a single file, the capacity limit of the narrow staircase forcing them to spiral upwards.
"Hm?"
Halfway up, Xu Tao noticed an anomaly. Purple clouds started to drift down, like a fog intent on devouring everything. He could tell it wasn't dangerous, but the mystery it held wasn't to be underestimated either.
Before the clouds could touch him, Xu Tao cast one familiar technique he had been using almost constantly inside the tower—Qi Transmission Threads!
With extreme precision, the threads tapped into each of the 49 members other than himself, letting him relay detailed images from his mind to them. What he wanted to convey were two things:
"Be careful of the purple cloud. It'll probably do something."
And—
"Watch for traps. The stairs could suddenly vanish for all we know."
