The figure disappeared and the mist turned into steps before Wang Lin. The steps led upwards with no end in sight.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and revealed a decisive gaze. As he walked up the steps one by one, the steps behind him slowly disappeared.
At this moment, the three old men outside the pavilion were talking to each other. A bright light suddenly came from the Collection Pavilion and became more and more dazzling.
The old man from the Chen family's eyes fell on the light and he calmly said, "Fellow Cultivator Xu's chance is about to start. I just don't know what kind of celestial spell he can obtain on the 4th floor!"
That cultivator named Lu who had lost her body nodded and said, "Cultivation has some relation with luck. Although it is not great, at certain times, it has desirable effects. I'm guessing that he will be able to obtain a pretty good celestial spell inside."