Ruan Tang raised her hand again.
The skin on her fingers was no longer smooth and tender but had become somewhat loose and wrinkled.
Ruan Tang gazed at the final three hundred and twenty steps of the White Jade Stairway leading straight to the sky, gripping the Suiya Lantern and stepping forward.
"I must quicken my pace."
Ruan Tang didn't know how much longer she could hold on.
She only knew that the lifespan of a Venerable Realm cultivator wasn't much, and even with the Suiya Lantern, she couldn't completely fend off the terror of the Immortal Path.
If she didn't hurry, she wouldn't be able to pick that fruit at all.
Step.
By step.
Yet another step.
Not as easy as walking the previous hundreds of steps.
Now Ruan Tang felt as if her legs were filled with lead; each step was extremely arduous, and an invisible weight was pressing on her shoulders to the point of suffocation.
And as she continued to ascend, this feeling of suffocation grew ever stronger.
Ten steps.
