C3697 There Was No Way to Retreat

Then, just like before, it turned into dust, leaving nothing behind.

After several attempts, after a wave of people died, the cultivator that were climbing the floating stairs all fell silent.

They couldn't go down anymore.

But they couldn't go up either.

Once he went up, he would feel an infinite amount of pressure.

Once he went down, he would be struck by another bolt of divine lightning