Zhao Jiuge was breathing hard as he looked at the figures passing him, but he didn’t give up or use more spirit force to power up the Sanskrit Divine Body.

He still endured step after step, and he was almost halfway up. Walking fast now didn’t mean walking further. Only at the end would he know who would get the last laugh.

At this moment, the first place had changed as Mu Zijun passed the 500th step, while the youth with the dimples barely made it to the 500th step. He was like a dried-up oil lamp. Both were at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but the gap was quite obvious.

Bai Zimo was not too fast or too slow as he followed behind Mu Zijun, ranked second. Although he was arrogant, he still admired Mu Zijun’s cultivation because no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up to him. In the end, he abandoned the idea of catching up and just followed behind. This indirectly helped him conserve some spirit force.

Then it was that alluring girl who walked up the steps with a smile as if she didn’t feel any sense of pressure. She...