The Heaven Tower, with its hundred floors, is a threshold.
It represents not only a significant leap in strength but also an entry into the high society of Ancestor Dragon City. One might even say it's the only opportunity to change one's destiny.
Therefore, countless people attempt the Heaven Tower challenge, but the final outcome is that ninety-nine percent of them fall, and only a very few make it to the end.
Yang Rui turned around and walked to the side. A man with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes looked over: "You really have the leisure to make bets with them."
Yang Rui swiftly turned, her beautiful eyes sweeping toward the battle arena below: "I'm idle anyway, gotta find some fun."
"Let me be clear first, I saw them first."
The man with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes was Cheng Fei, one of the Nine Dragons of the Dragon Tiger Sect, nicknamed the Flying Dragon General.
"I'm not interested in them."
