Lu Changsheng stood motionless as strong winds swept past him. He was not even halfway up the mountain, yet the gusts had already grown very fierce. Still, he was not surprised. Even at the foot of the mountain, he could already feel a faint breeze, so stronger winds at this height were only natural.

Thick fog pressed in from every side, erasing all sense of direction. One careless step could send him plunging to his death. Instead of panicking, a sharp glint flashed through his eyes.

So this is the Heavenly Stairway's trial… Of course, there is a trial. Without it, how can anyone prove themselves to be a scion disciple worthy of the Northern Region Heavenly Sect's support? Still, this fog is… 

He closed his eyes and manifested the Sense Domain. Within its range, his surroundings became clear. Just as he had...