บท 829: A Death Trap

As he watched Jiang Fengran's slow progress, Su Mo couldn't help but wonder what was so special about these steps. Why were they so hard to climb?

Were they imbued with immense pressure like the steps at Firmament Palace?

"Teal Fire King, what is so special about these stairs?" Su Mo whispered.

"I've never attempted to climb these steps, so I'm not too sure either. However, it is said that there is an illusive formation in those steps that would adjust its power to the cultivation of the climber!"

Su Mo nodded. An illusive formation was something special!

Teal Fire King thought quickly, then laughed and said, "Master, with your peerless talent, I'm sure you would have no problem sitting on the Emperor's Throne!"

Teal Fire King was worried that Su Mo would not rise to the bait and thus decided to throw in some encouragement to give Su Mo the boost he thought Su Mo needed.