Through the changes happening to his body, Ye Feng finally realized the immense pressure he faced upon ascending this staircase in this sequence.
This pressure, unlike before, brought a sense of suffocating heaviness that was beyond description.
After this feeling arose, his gaze towards the staircase above changed.
The endless blackness, and the staircase beneath that blackness, how many steps there truly were.
Ye Feng did not know.
But what he knew was that to move forward, he had to pass through here, unconditionally.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to reach the endpoint necessary in this undertaking.
This was something Ye Feng would not allow, so since he came here, there was no possibility of giving up halfway.
He stood there, feeling the eerie cold that lingered, his heart slightly rippling.
Taking a deep breath, he continued directly towards the higher ground.
The pace forward was very slow.
