"Good."
The white haired old man smiled at the words and said, "Among the nine peaks of Ziwei Mountain, there is a peak called the main peak. There is no way behind it, but it is a cliff."
"If you can climb up the cliff and reach the top all the way, I will give you an opportunity to accept you as the first disciple to close the door."
The voice dropped.
Without waiting for Wang Lin to react, the white haired old man reached out and pushed Wang Lin gently on his shoulder.
Instantly.
Wang Lin let out a cry of surprise and fell down from the endless sky.
"My life is over!"
The strong wind near his ears made his face ache