From the mountaintop, more than two hundred thousand people could be seen inching up the Golden Avenue like turtles.
Before long, some could go on no longer. They gave up the contest and started heading back down.
Going downhill was easy for them. They could fly, and even walking left them feeling light and carefree, without the slightest burden.
Once one person took the lead, a second and a third soon followed.
In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, two or three thousand people had already withdrawn.
On the outskirts of a bustling city stood a towering mountain. From its summit, more than two hundred thousand people could clearly be seen slowly crossing a golden skybridge, like city workers shuffling through a narrow corridor between skyscrapers.
Before long, some ran out of strength and chose to quit the challenge, beginning their slow descent along the mountain path. The way down was much easier for them. Some even took flight with effortless grace, while those who walked felt completely at ease, under no strain at all.
As soon as one person gave up, a second and a third followed close behind. In just fifteen minutes, more than two thousand people had chosen to withdraw from the competition, their figures gradually disappearing beneath the city skyline.
What the hell is the battle between Honghuang Company...