The Primordial Spirit manifestation trembled violently, and the surrounding runes of Law dimmed for an instant.
His sea of consciousness felt as if it had been cast into an eternal ice prison, his thoughts nearly frozen solid.
'What powerful corrosive force!' Li Wen's heart went cold. Fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, rolling down his tense cheeks.
He desperately clung to the last shred of clarity in his mind, circulating his Primordial Spirit's power with all his might to arduously resist this force.
With every step, the stair beneath his feet felt as if it had turned into a viscous quagmire, pulling his will down into the abyss.
However, compared to the figures ahead of him who were inching along, his speed was still a sliver faster.
It was this seemingly insignificant difference that allowed his rank to continue climbing, steadily and slowly, against the general trend of deceleration.
From the twenties, to the teens... His target was the top ten!
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