When the cultivators participating in the contest stepped through the light gate at the base of the Jiuli Tower, gentle starlight immediately shimmered beneath their feet.
Before everyone could take in the scene inside the tower, a vast power of space swept over them, with flashes of light and shadow flickering before their eyes, and the sensation of weightlessness vanishing in an instant.
Chen Sheng felt the star power lightly enveloping him, and when he regained his balance, he found himself in an unfamiliar space, with Chen Xihua and Miao Shan already nowhere in sight.
Clearly, as soon as everyone entered the tower, they were randomly teleported to different levels among the ninety-nine floors.
"The thirty-third floor, is it?"
Raising his eyes, Chen Sheng saw an illusionary star hanging overhead, engraved with the floor number, radiating a clear and cold starlight that illuminated the entire level.
