They must be pretending.

"How is this possible?" Their mouths were all opened in an O-shape, so wide that one could almost stuff a pear in it.

One must know that they were all sovereign level Masters. Although they knew that they could not be compared to Jing Ziyu, who had stomped on who knows how many women and amazed the world with a single brilliant feat, they were still considered the leaders of the younger generation in their respective families. But even for them, when they entered the fifth level of the tower of proving holiness, they were so tired that they were gasping for breath. They were almost unable to withstand the pressure of heaven and earth that had suddenly increased by more than two times and were directly transported out.

However, these people had only stopped for a moment when they entered, and they immediately returned to normal. They walked over step by step as if nothing had happened. Could they be divine-level experts?