chapter 202 Sword Pointing to the Ninth Floor

On the eighth floor, the pressure felt was obviously different. It was an oppression as heavy as a mountain. Reynord Fontaine stood in the golden light, and his bones felt as if a thousand-pound mountain was pressing down on them.

"So strong!"

The gravity pressing down from the ninth floor not only put pressure on Reynord Fontaine shoulders like a mountain, but also caused the Qi circulating in his body to pause for a while, as if the Qi was also bearing this gravity.

The...