Chapter 285

The three of them moved along the passage and soon arrived at the hall on the seventh floor. The seventh floor was vastly different from the levels below. The eerie bones and the scent of blood were gone, replaced by an atmosphere of profound tranquility. In the center of the hall stood a massive stone table, scattered with broken weapons and shattered talismans—leftovers from previous challengers. The surrounding walls were covered in strange, intricate patterns depicting the carnage of an ancient battlefield and the wailing of restless souls. "Though it seems quiet here, the atmosphere is actually far more oppressive than on the lower levels," Lin Qingya whispered, her brows furrowed in concern.