Chapitre 1011: Chapter 111: The Advent of the Martial Saint Apocalypse

Not far away, Ethan Smith's divine sense was stuck at twenty-three steps.

He struggled to take another step, seemingly trying to walk the twenty-fourth.

Unfortunately, regardless of how hard Ethan Smith tried, he was unable to take the twenty-fourth step.

"It seems that twenty-three steps is my limit," Ethan Smith sighed.

The Pavilion Master nearby couldn't help but say: "Most people at this level can't even reach three steps, let alone twenty-three. You should be satisfied."

Ethan Smith let out a bitter laugh, sighed and agreed, "Yes, I should be content."

After he spoke, his divine sense returned inside his body and his eyes swiftly opened.

"The boost from this Scarlet Flame Leaf is indeed incredible," Roy Whitehead stated.

Ethan Smith nodded: "Yes, it was a stroke of luck for me."

"Is it time to attempt crossing the heavenly tribulation?" the Pavilion Master inquired.

Ethan Smith took a deep breath, nodded, and said: "Indeed, I don't want to waste any more time."