Laura followed immediately after him. As she stepped onto the surface of Cyrus, the same terrifying pressure and raging flames engulfed her body. Her reaction was more composed, but the strain was evident as her shoulders dipped slightly under the weight.
She clenched her teeth and persevered, forcing her cultivation to harmonize with the world around her. Forty five seconds later, the flames receded, and the gravity eased its grip. Laura let out a soft breath as she regained full control of her movements and walked to Carl's side.
Then it was Max's turn. He looked at the surface of the Cyrus in with a light smile. 'I wonder how long will it take me to adapt here.'
He stepped forward calmly, his expression relaxed as if he were merely taking a stroll rather than facing a trial that had already crushed several disciples. The instant his foot touched the ground of Planet Cyrus, the world seemed to roar at him.
