Seeing Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen halt at the seventieth floor, Elder Beishan grew worried. He had entered the Jiuling Tower himself, and it was at the seventieth floor that he had been transported out. The most terrifying thing on the seventieth floor was not the pushing force, but rather the dense and intense killing intent.
"It seems they've stopped here," Elder Qing Ye scoffed coldly. She had never thought highly of Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen.
"Not till the end, will anyone know the outcome," Elder Beishan replied, casting a cold glance at Elder Qing Ye, making no effort to conceal his discontent. If Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen were to reach the top of the tower, they might have a chance to break through the barriers of the world, which would be advantageous to them all.
They had been here for thousands of years, and if they couldn't ascend, once their time was up, no amount of reluctance would change their fate. This was also why they decided to open the Jiuling Tower.
