Chen Qing stepped into the thirty-fifth floor, and the sight before him made his brows knit slightly.
The thirty-fifth floor was unexpectedly a void of darkness.
Only the occasional wisps of deep-blue flame drifting in the distance brought a trace of light to this deathly still space.
"Soul-Eroding Ghostfire..." Chen Qing's mind tensed as he immediately sensed something was different.
The Soul-Eroding Ghostfire here did not drift and spread like it did in the Cave Heaven's core region, available for people to draw upon and temper themselves with. It seemed to be controlled by an invisible will.
The instant he stepped inside—
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The piercing shriek of something cutting through the air rang out as three deep-blue flaming arrows shot from the depths of the darkness without warning!
They were incredibly fast, their trajectories devious. More terrifyingly, they were not aimed at Chen Qing's physical body, but directly locked onto the Sea of Consciousness deep within his brow!
At the same time, a humming vibration of mechanisms came from the darkness at his flank. Dozens of solid steel arrows gleaming with cold light descended like a torrential downpour, sealing off every avenue of escape!
The tangible and intangible worked in tandem, striking at both divine consciousness and flesh!
Chen Qing's heart turned cold as he instantly understood the peril of this floor.
If he were struck by one of the arrows formed from Soul-Eroding Ghostfire, his divine consciousness would be wounded. Even a moment of daze would be enough for the solid arrows following behind to shoot him full of holes!
In that flash of lightning and spark of flint, Chen Qing's body swayed.
The first Soul-Eroding Ghostfire arrow pierced through an afterimage and vanished into the darkness.
The second, however, seemed to have anticipated his movement. It