The seventh level was a vast expanse of starry space, devoid of any life signs, let alone any living creatures. There was only one man, clad in a long robe, clutching a walking stick.

The seventh level was a place where the Ethereal Realm‘s cultivators had never reached before.

Jared had no idea just how powerful the man standing before was. The man, leaning on a cane and appearing to be disabled, was a mystery to him.

“Sir, do we still need to compete in clearing the stage?” Jared asked.

“No need. All you have to do is to make your way up to the eighth level from here. I’m just standing here, purely out of curiosity, to see who this person is that could make the master of the Celestial Stairway go so easy on them…”

“But after I met you, it seems like you’re only at the Ultimate Realm, and there doesn’t seem to be anything remarkable about you…” the man stated with a hint of curiosity.

“Sir, I may not be particularly skilled, but I have a powerful presence supporting me. Maybe the Celestial Stairway’s golder immortal is afraid of my backer!” Jared spoke indifferently.