Amid the collective change in expression among the Bai family, only Bai You, who had remained in the room, noticed something unusual.
He was on the top floor and could easily see the ceiling of the palace above. A blue-violet flash streaked past and swiftly descended.
Bai You rubbed his eyes. Before he could make it out, he heard cries of alarm from outside. Chu Han had already broken through the tenth floor.
Bai Sheng gripped the railing with both hands, his unblinking eyes fixed below on the massive axe in Chu Han's hand.
An axe capable of wielding lightning and killing those with Mysterious Family bloodlines—its value, in Bai Sheng's eyes, had already surpassed Bai Yun'er herself. The matter he had once given up on rose in his mind again.
Greed grew ever thicker in his eyes!
Chu Han knew nothing of this. He only knew that the gazes landing on him kept shifting. Once the lightning energy had withdrawn into the Asura Battle Axe, he stepped onto the eleventh floor without looking back.
More than a dozen corpses behind him fell to the ground with a series of slaps, creating a scene of utter slaughter.
The Bai family members on the eleventh floor watched Chu Han leap across two floors. With the Black Axe held one-handed, he walked up from below step by step.
Judging by the rhythm and force of his footsteps, they could not tell how much fighting strength he had left!
For a moment, the Bai family members on the eleventh floor were at a loss, unsure how they should resist.
On the twentieth floor, Bai Li's hands clenched around the railing had already turned white, his fingernails digging deeply into his flesh. His expression twisted as his voice trembled. "Chu Han is holding back."