At this moment, Chu Mo took a deep breath, his expression finally becoming serious.
Now, Ye Haoyu indeed surpassed him by many levels.
Currently, he had only reached just over seven hundred layers.
At this time, Murong Chuxue glanced at Chu Mo, clenched her teeth, and continued to move forward.
Her steps seemed very heavy.
Especially each time she lifted her foot, it felt extremely difficult.
Murong Chuxue's strength was undoubtedly powerful, but this was a contest of Soul Power.
And the Soul Power she cultivated was actually somewhat inferior compared to Chu Mo and Ye Haoyu.
At this moment, when Murong Chuxue was about to reach the eight hundred and fifty layers, her delicate body started to wobble.
Seeing this, Chu Mo couldn't help but shout: "Chuxue!!"
It was a voice filled with worry.
