"What's going on?"
From the ground below, one of the young kings of the Kunpeng Clan, who had been shaken and fallen down, still hadn't figured out what had happened.
He should have manifested his True Body and suppressed Mo Wangchen.
Why did he suddenly feel like he had been struck hard and thrown down instead?
Looking at the towering Heavenly Ladder before him, he felt utterly frustrated, having painstakingly climbed more than seventy steps, and now contemplating whether he had to start all over again.
Just the thought of it left him feeling utterly dispirited.
"One hundred steps!"
As time passed, many people were watching Mo Wangchen. By now, he had already taken a significant lead over the other ordinary talents.
He had reached the one hundredth step!
"Although he's moving slowly, he hasn't stopped at all, unlike others who need to rest every few steps. Mo Wangchen isn't really slow," someone remarked.
