“It’s him?”
Luo Ningshuang caught sight of that youth—and to her shock, saw that his figure was soaring out from the fortieth-something level of the Tower of Myriad Heaven.
That place... was nearly halfway up the hundred levels of the tower.
She froze, her gaze trembling as it dragged upward with difficulty, falling on the spot behind the youth’s back—there, on the forty-third floor of the Tower of Myriad Heaven, a shimmering light reflected his projection upon the tower’s gate.
The forty-third floor!
Luo Ningxiang’s chest tightened violently.
Every hair on her body stood on end, her blood boiled yet at the same time turned to ice.
She doubted her own eyes.
This was impossible.
Before the initial test, she had seen Li Wu’s cultivation; it was the same as hers—Immortal King Realm, First Level—he hadn’t yet broken into the second.
And even if he had advanced to the second level, it was still utterly impossible for him to be…
As the buzzing filled Luo Ningxiang’s head, the young woman beside her, Su Wanyi, noticed that abnormality and followed her gaze.
And then astonishment flashed across her face.
“That fellow finally came out?”