In the azure blue architectural complex.
Zhang Rongfang took a step across the tall archway that looked unassuming and simple.
Entering the realm that belonged to Spirit Flying Heaven.
He quickened his pace, a few flickers, and he closed the distance between him and Moon God.
The two stopped just meters apart.
Moon God smiled, his body suddenly dispersed, transforming into moon-white light points that scattered.
When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of meters away, beyond a tenth of the chain-like stairs.
The chain, which didn't appear long from a distance, was actually nearly ten thousand meters in length when truly traversed.
Zhang Rongfang said no more, he merely continued to engage his Body Technique, transforming into a blood shadow to follow closely.
One man and one god, silently without words, constantly advancing along the chain.
A cold wind from Taoyuan gently caressed the surrounding area, slightly swaying the entire chain.
