Eighth Layer

Outside the Symbol Master Tower, the moment Zhou Tong entered the Seventh Layer, an uproar immediately erupted across the open ground.

Among Flame City's Symbol Masters, everyone besides Yan Xuan wore exceedingly grim expressions.

In contrast, the Skyfire City side all looked smug and pleased with themselves.

Han Yun stroked his beard and looked at Yan Xuan with a laugh. "Haha, Yan Xuan, it seems the outcome of this Tower Duel has already been decided. From now on, this Symbol Master Tower belongs to our Skyfire City!"

Though Flame City's Symbol Masters were furious at his words, there was nothing they could do about it.

In the Tower Duels of recent years, this was the first time anyone had entered the Seventh Layer.

If nothing unexpected happened, things would likely turn out just as Han Yun had said.

"Han Yun, aren't you celebrating a little too soon?"

Yan Xuan looked toward the Symbol Master Tower and said calmly, "Someone from our Flame City has entered the Seventh Layer as well."

The moment those words fell, Han Yun hurriedly looked toward the Symbol Master Tower.

At a glance, his expression changed drastically.

Sure enough, another point of light had appeared at the Seventh Layer.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Han Yun stared dumbfoundedly at the two points of light on the Seventh Layer, disbelief still filling his eyes.

After all, Skyfire City's Symbol Master Association ranked second in Celestial Capital Prefecture and had many powerful experts within it.

That was precisely why they had been able to cultivate a young Three-Seal Talisman Master.

But Flame City had only one Four Seal Talisman Master and was far inferior to Skyfire City. How could it possibly nurture a Three-Seal Talisman Master?

"Hahaha, someone from our Flame City has entered the Seventh Layer too!"

"What are you Skyfire City people so proud of? As if we don't have a Three-Seal Talisman Master!"

"Tsk, tsk. We from Flame City were just letting you show off earlier. Look how full of yourselves you got."

"..."

The appearance of that point of light immediately sent Flame City's Symbol Masters into high spirits.

After all, its appearance meant Flame City might not lose the Symbol Master Tower this time.

"Han Yun, this old man told you long ago not to celebrate too soon."

Yan Xuan said with a smile. Among all these people, only he knew Lin Fan's true strength.

Although Lin Fan was only at the level of a Three-Seal Talisman Master, his Spiritual Power was no weaker than Yan Xuan's as a Four Seal Talisman Master.

With such strength, claiming final victory would naturally be effortless.

Han Yun swept his sleeve, his face dark as he said, "Hmph! Just wait and see. Even if you have a Three-Seal Talisman Master, he definitely can't compare to Zhou Tong!"

Seventh Layer of the Symbol Master Tower.

The space here was somewhat smaller than below, but the Spiritual Fluctuation was even more terrifying, so dense it was nearly tangible.

Thud! Thud!

Heavy footsteps rang out as a figure slowly moved forward at an extremely sluggish pace, like an old ox pulling a cart.

His steps were incredibly heavy, as though he were carrying a mountain on his back. Each step produced a faint creak, while sweat streamed continuously down his body, completely soaking his clothes.

That figure was naturally Zhou Tong.

Half a year ago, he had already become a Three-Seal Talisman Master.

Yet even so, every step he took within the Seventh Layer was no less exhausting than fighting a fierce battle.

He wiped away his sweat and thought, It seems that among the younger generation of Celestial Capital Prefecture, only those fellows from Celestial Capital City can make me admit defeat.

Suddenly, a set of somewhat heavy footsteps sounded behind him.

The unexpected footsteps made Zhou Tong's body tremble.

He immediately spun around.

At the entrance to the Seventh Layer, a figure had appeared.

"It's that guy!"

Zhou Tong took a deep breath and asked, "You're the strongest person from the Flame City Talisman Association, aren't you? Unfortunately, you ran into me. You are destined to lose."

After speaking, he dragged his heavy steps toward the Eighth Layer, which was less than a hundred paces away.

Upon entering the Seventh Layer, Lin Fan discovered that the Spiritual Power here was extremely viscous. Walking through it felt like wading through a swamp.

An ordinary Three-Seal Talisman Master would likely find even breathing difficult here.

But he was no ordinary person.

The quality of Lin Fan's Divine Sense far surpassed Spiritual Power, and even in quantity, it was no weaker than that of a Four Seal Talisman Master.

His physical strength was even more formidable. Relying solely on his body, without using the slightest trace of Yuan Power, he could shatter a Lesser Essence Core Realm expert with a single punch.

Therefore, moving through this layer was far easier for him than it was for Zhou Tong.

In just a short while, he caught up to Zhou Tong.

"You... How is that possible!"

Seeing Lin Fan appear beside him, Zhou Tong's pupils contracted.

He had never imagined that the other man could move so quickly even on the Seventh Layer.

"Sorry, but it looks like I'm going to win."

Lin Fan smiled faintly at him before passing him.

Watching Lin Fan's receding figure, Zhou Tong gritted his teeth and began to accelerate.

But after taking just a few steps, the immense pressure forced him heavily to one knee.

Both palms pressed against the ground, his panting was as fierce as a windmill in motion.

After recovering slightly, Zhou Tong raised his head and prepared to stand and move forward again.

But at that moment, Lin Fan stepped into the spiritual barrier of the Eighth Layer before his eyes.

An unprecedented Spiritual Fluctuation began to press against Lin Fan's entire body, trying to squeeze him out.

Lin Fan instantly summoned three Origin Spirit Talismans. As the three Spirit Talisman Vortices spun rapidly, the powerful surrounding spiritual pressure was directly swallowed whole by the vortices.

In an instant, the pressure on Lin Fan greatly diminished. He then vanished from Zhou Tong's sight and successfully entered the Eighth Layer.

As Lin Fan entered, a terrifying Spiritual Fluctuation immediately erupted from within the Spiritual Barrier.

The outburst sent Zhou Tong flying.

Though Zhou Tong landed in a sorry state, his gaze remained fixed on the Spiritual Barrier. With disbelief written all over his face, he said, "He... he actually succeeded!"

At that moment, Zhou Tong understood the gap between himself and Lin Fan.

While Zhou Tong was still stunned, the area outside the Symbol Master Tower fell silent in an instant.

"Someone actually entered the Eighth Layer!"

"How is that possible? Even Three-Seal Talisman Masters find it difficult to enter!"

"Who is it?"

Before long, the crowd erupted into an uproar, everyone discussing who had entered the Eighth Layer.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

Yan Xuan smiled faintly. He knew that the person who had entered the Eighth Layer had to be Lin Fan.

Han Yun glanced at the composed Yan Xuan, and his expression turned somewhat ugly.

As someone from Skyfire City, he naturally understood Zhou Tong's strength.

He firmly believed that, with Zhou Tong's level as a Three-Seal Talisman Master, he could remain on the Seventh Layer for quite some time.

But entering the Eighth Layer was far too unlikely.

Combined with Yan Xuan's expression, he could already confirm that the person who had entered the Eighth Layer was likely Lin Fan.

At that thought, the corner of his eye could not help twitching.