Seven-colored lightning crackled wildly around Max's body as he moved through the air at astonishing speed, leaving behind flashes of dazzling light while the already terrifying pressure surrounding the tower continued increasing rapidly with every layer he crossed.
Soon—
Max finally arrived near the Eighth Layer.
The atmosphere here was completely different from anything below.
The suppression force radiating from the ancient tower had reached an absurd level, so overwhelming that even the stone beneath one's feet felt incomparably heavy. The pressure covering the surroundings resembled an invisible mountain descending endlessly from above, causing ordinary participants to struggle even to breathe properly.
Compared to the lower floors, the number of participants here had drastically decreased.
However, the remaining geniuses were all terrifying individuals capable of standing above countless others.
Every person who managed to climb this far possessed extraordinary strength.
