At the very start, they even believed that Chu Mo couldn't even reach the tenth level.
But now, Chu Mo is almost at the seven hundredth level.
This obvious difference made those who had initially scoffed at Chu Mo suddenly feel a burning sensation on their faces!
Moreover, this burning feeling was continuous.
What the hell, just how many miracles does this kid intend to create?
It's already the seven hundredth level now.
If he continues to climb, wouldn't that be defying the heavens?
At this moment, Murong Lianqin's voice rang out: "Chu Mo is really not bad, nearly at the seven hundredth level now, yet he hasn't even begun to show signs of struggling for breath. Compared to Ye Haoyu just now, he seems to be a bit more formidable."
Suddenly, the eyes of those around them began to fill with surprise.
Indeed, Chu Mo had reached the six hundred eightieth level, yet he still wasn't struggling for breath, even his complexion didn't look too pale.
