Xu Yang glanced at the passage leading to the Ninth Layer, suppressing the urge to step inside.
He wanted to see what the tenth and eleventh layers looked like, but doing so would attract too much attention. Beating the eighth layer was already enough to secure his ranking on the Celestial Strategy Wind and Cloud List; there was no need to show off further.
Circulating the Formless Thousand Illusion Skill, he disguised himself to look completely exhausted and forced a few drops of blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth. "I concede!" Xu Yang said flatly.
The next moment, the scenery before his eyes shifted, and he appeared at the entrance of the Battle Tower. Xu Yang "stumbled" forward, reaching out to support himself against the tower wall.
"Xu Yang is out!"
"Look at him, he looks completely spent."
"I was really afraid he'd push into the tenth layer."
"I bet he got blasted out the moment he stepped into the Ninth Layer. The Ninth Layer is his absolute limit."
