It is truly an excellent place for tempering oneself.
Every step on the stairway feels like being forged repeatedly under immense pressure.
Over and over, this forging leads to an unusual spiritual transformation.
"The last three steps!" he murmurs, looking ahead.
Then, he takes another step forward, reaching the ninety-eighth step.
Boom!!
In an instant.
A vast pressure descends as if a mountain collapses.
He feels the world around him shake, as if the ground beneath him is trembling.
For a moment, he has an illusion, feeling as if his body has been forced down by a centimeter.
As the strongest wave of pressure passes, he steadies himself, closes his eyes, and quietly endures the subsequent spiritual pressure.
After a long while.
He opens his eyes.
His gaze becomes brighter.
As if the sun and moon are flickering within his eyes.
"The final two steps, I should be steady now!"
A slight smile appears on his lips.
