"Go! Chief Brother!"
"Jiang Che! Go!"
Everyone from Cangzhou Prefecture was screaming themselves hoarse.
All except for one person.
Qin Xuange.
He stood amidst the crowd, his face so dark it could drip ink as he watched the scene of mass celebration, his gaze fixed on the figure bathed in countless halos of light.
His heart was bleeding, seething with jealousy, twisting in resentment.
'That spot... That should have been mine!'
'I'm Cangzhou's number one prodigy! I'm the General's son! This cheering, this glory—it should all be mine!'
He gritted his teeth, a venomous look flashing through his eyes before vanishing.
...
Atop the Celestial Ladder.
Jiang Che's breathing grew heavy, but he kept pushing forward.
Fifty-three!
Fifty-four!
When his foot landed on the fifty-fifth step, the Tearing sensation from the depths of his Divine Soul reached the absolute limit of what he could endure in his normal state.
'Haaah...'
