Ahhhhh, high-altitude survival!

Chapter 168, The Black God's Fine Iron Blade

The fourth floor of the tower was brightly lit, with soft light spilling into every corner and illuminating everything on the ground clearly. Some items were scattered on the ground, standing out prominently in the light.

Just as Lin Yue was about to take a closer look at what those things were, Xiao Shu couldn't contain himself and shouted, "Brother Bing, it's Wu Shen's knife!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bing was stunned, his eyes filled with shock. Before he could reply, everyone's eyes turned to look in the direction he was pointing.

A moment later, many members of the Shadow Thief Clan rushed over.

"It really is the sword of the God of War!" someone exclaimed excitedly, his voice filled with undisguised reverence and surprise. As he spoke, he bent down, wanting to get closer to examine the sword, but he seemed afraid of disturbing something, so his movements were somewhat cautious.

"It's already broken in two? This is a fine iron sword, what could possibly cut it in half!" another person muttered in disbelief, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Just how powerful and terrifying must it have been to break Wu Shen's sword in two!

"So the Black God really did meet his end inside the Black Tower, on the fourth floor!" Someone else seemed to have realized something, their expression turning serious, their words filled with worry and fear. If even a level 10 Black God met with misfortune here, could these people really handle the dangers ahead?

"My God, should we retreat?" someone muttered quietly, instantly stirring up a storm in everyone's hearts.

Those who had been chased to the point of exhaustion on the third floor without giving up now found themselves having second thoughts as they looked at the scattered belongings of those who had gone before them on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces showing hesitation and struggle.

Perhaps because they hadn't fully entered the fourth floor, the staircase hadn't disappeared yet, and there were no other changes on the fourth floor, which meant they still had a way out.

Lin Yue raised her eyes and slowly swept her gaze across the expressions on everyone's faces, taking in each one that was tense, hesitant, or somewhat fearful.

A slight thought crossed her mind, and she paused for a moment. After conquering the first three levels, she truly understood that the danger of this Black Tower was no joke, and no level should be underestimated.

Now, the unexpected discovery of evidence that a level 10 master might have vanished is like a large rock being thrown into an already turbulent lake. It's perfectly normal for some people to have second thoughts.

After all, they were willing to help Lin Yue in order to secure a better future, but no one wanted to risk their life like that.

However, Lin Yue was quite determined. Now that she had this opportunity, she didn't care what others thought; she was determined to continue no matter what.

Just as Lin Yue was pondering how to achieve both goals, a soft white light suddenly shone on her, Xiao Bing, and Xiao Shu without warning.

The white light stood out conspicuously in the already bright black tower, as if it had its own little light bulb, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone was startled by this sudden scene. Before they could even react, a staircase that seemed to be made up of various weapon fragments slowly appeared before them.

The staircase exuded an ancient charm, each fragment of weapon gleaming faintly. Now pieced together, they formed steps of varying shapes yet strangely harmonious, stretching upwards.

"This is...?" someone couldn't help but mutter under their breath, their voice filled with doubt and surprise.

The second level was easy enough, but at least there was a rather formidable monster blocking my way. But this fourth level, why does it seem like I'm about to pass it so easily?

Just as everyone was puzzled, a young man from the Shadow Thief clan who was closest to the staircase tentatively reached out and touched the seemingly real staircase.

"Huh, I can't touch it?" he exclaimed in surprise.

His hand passed straight through the stairs, as if the stairs were just a phantom shadow that did not exist in this space at all. You could only see a faint trace of light and shadow left where his fingers passed, but you could not touch the solid thing at all.

Hearing his shout, others gathered around to try it as well.

Sure enough, no matter how hard they tried, the staircase was like a mirage, visible but untouchable. This feeling was quite strange, and coupled with the legend of the Black Tower, it made everyone feel a little uneasy.

Xiao Shu was intently fiddling with Wu Shen's fine iron sword when he saw this scene and curiously dragged half of the sword over.

Perhaps due to the material, this fine iron knife was much heavier than ordinary knives, and it was also exceptionally large. The knife that Xiao Shu was dragging was actually half the size of his own body.

In addition, there were many weapon fragments left behind by previous challengers scattered on the ground. As Xiao Shu dragged his knife along, he accidentally bumped into a spearhead on the ground without paying attention.

With a crisp "snap," the gunhead was instantly sliced ​​in two. The two broken pieces bounced a few times on the ground, making a clear sound.

As Xiao Shu suddenly stopped, due to inertia, his whole body staggered forward uncontrollably, heading straight towards the mysterious staircase.

"Hey, be careful!"

Seeing this, the people nearby reached out to try to pull him back.

But this happened really fast. Before anyone could grab Xiao Shu, he stumbled and rushed up the stairs.

and many more……

Above the stairs?

Isn't this staircase just an illusion? How could Xiao Shu climb it?

Xiao Shu was also stunned by this sudden situation. He subconsciously tried to back down, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he found that he was stuck to the stairs. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move his feet back a single step.

Undeterred, he tried lifting his foot again. This time, he discovered that he could go up, but each step felt strenuous. However, going down felt like hitting an invisible wall; he couldn't extend his foot forward at all.

Everyone could see Xiao Shu's predicament at this moment, and a young man next to him, who was on good terms with him, reached out to help him down.