Lin Yue suddenly understood why that deep voice had sounded so pessimistic.
A mysterious aura of Chaos continually spread, completely enveloping him; the aura penetrated his body, even reaching his Divine Soul, leaving him utterly unable to resist.
Just then—
"Uh?"
Lin Yue paused slightly, looking around in confusion.
"What's wrong?" the deep voice asked, "Did you find that the aura and pressure are rejecting you? Is it too hard even to take the first step? Alas, after all, you..."
"Uh?"
The deep voice hadn't finished speaking when it suddenly stopped.
Because...
At that moment, Lin Yue was ascending the Altar's steps at an extremely fast pace, step by step, with almost no pause, as if he couldn't feel the oppression from the aura and pressure at all!
"This..."
The deep voice seemed somewhat stupefied.
Three thousand steps, and Lin Yue had quickly passed more than half.
"Is this already fifteen hundred steps?"
