Chapter 857 A Waste, What's So Strange About It? (Eighth Update)
"Hiss!"
Nie Shuang, Yuan Zi, Gao Qing, Matthew, Gongsun Yuan, and others all gasped in shock, looking at Linglong!
Their eyes were full of astonishment!
If Linglong's talent could compare to Jian Wushuang's, that would truly be surprising!
However, can it really compare? That's still up for debate!
"Look! Sword Master has reached the Sixtieth Layer of the Heavenly Palace!"
Suddenly.
Someone exclaimed!
Everyone's eyes were attracted over, only to see a figure stopped at the Sixtieth Layer of the Heavenly Palace. For cultivators, reaching the Sixtieth Layer of the Heavenly Palace was already very high, almost as high as a six-hundred-floor skyscraper.
However.
For cultivators, even the height of six hundred floors could still be seen very clearly.
Suddenly.
Jian Wushuang was sitting cross-legged, meditating and resting, not giving up. It seemed like he was preparing to continue climbing after resting!
