The winding stone stairs that stretched ahead were already covered in layers of emerald-green moss, etched with the unique marks of time. The ancient and mysterious stairs descended from unknown lands, suspending half-way in mid-air.
Tu Wa Zi and the others stepped forward, one step at a time, steady and decisive.
Everyone was very excited.
Because after crossing this path, they would arrive in a brand-new world, heading to the upper realm that all cultivators dream of.
By then, it would be a broader stage where hundreds of vessels compete and vie with the top geniuses in the world.
They were all lucky, although not as abnormal as Shi Hao, who got terrifying inheritance just after the first step. However, they triggered one after another in the process of moving forward, each person had a share of it.
This was an already very rare thing.