"Boom—"
The explosion rang out on the Fifth Floor, and even places far away trembled in response.
Jiang Qiao stood in the corridor after just saying goodbye to Tang Wencai and the other three, his gaze fixed in the direction of the sound. He had not forced Tang Wencai to guide him, because there was no need.
They were nothing more than burdens. Their greatest value was providing some information. Beyond that, they were useless.
The same went for the others.
After visiting Tang Wencai, he did not go looking for Dong Qiwei's group either.
The information both sides possessed was more or less the same.
Tang Wencai, however, had stayed there for a long time, so he knew the details more clearly.
According to Tang Wencai,
Dong Qiwei was not strong enough to explore the depths of the corridor, but he had not yet been thoroughly beaten down by the supernatural phenomena on the Fifth Floor, so he was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
Once most of the people around him had died,
he would probably lie flat and give up.
That was assuming he could survive until then.
Those words were cruel.
But Jiang Qiao knew they were the truth.
This so-called Fifth Floor was no simple place. Even an Eighth Tier expert would probably become trapped inside, unable to escape.
Not to mention several Seventh Tier Peak Awakened.
Yet everyone who reached this level would consider themselves favored by heaven, the darlings of their era... To a certain extent, they would not be wrong.
But geniuses differed from one another, and children of destiny differed as well.
Some people were lucky only when compared with ordinary people.
Suppose someone set up a street stall selling snacks. After a month, he discovered that he had not only