The cultivators suddenly felt a lightness in their bodies, as if some kind of power that had been weighing on their shoulders had inexplicably disappeared.
For the cultivators beyond the Sixth Great Realm, a seemingly nonexistent fog before their eyes suddenly dispersed, revealing their "pathway to heaven." However, how far one could tread on this pathway still depended on one's own fortunes.
The few in the Ninth Great Realm exhaled deeply. They could even see everything outside of the starry sky. Owen Bertram, the Great Sect Leader, and King Monroe had all gone through the Heavenly Tribulation in the past few years, and at this moment, they could choose to ascend immediately!
The Little Princess had just bankrupted a scheme against the stumbling stone; she appeared as languid as a lazy cat, curled up on a chair, disinterested in anything.
