Playing a Game of Go

"To cross the river?" Ling Han asked in astonishment. "Isn't that simple?"

This river was only 30 or so meters in width, so couldn't it be crossed with a casual leap?

"It's not that simple," the burly man who looked around 30 years old replied. His eyes were clouded by a layer of black that radiated with an aura of bloodlust. This was a sign that he had been affected by the black energy of this place. However, he didn't attack Ling Han, and this was because he had been intimidated by the invisible might of Ling Han. However, he didn't realize this himself.

He continued, "If you're a Seventh Heaven, Eighth Heaven, or Ninth Heaven Celestial King, you can naturally cross this river with ease. However, those beneath these levels will be obliterated into smithereens by the river water if they try to forcefully cross."

"Huh? It's that powerful?" Ling Han casually asked.