Eighteenth Floor, Here We Are

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The drumming grew faster and more intense, eventually merging into a river that surged violently into the elevator.

At that moment, the four men's heartbeats also reached a certain limit, like a kettle of boiling water about to erupt with a roar of steam.

However.

The next second.

All the sounds suddenly fell silent.

Without any warning.

All the supernatural phenomena vanished in an instant.

It was as though boiling water at a hundred degrees was about to burst through its confinement, only to suddenly return to the icy state it had been in before heating.

"What... what happened...?"

Lin Rui braced himself painfully against the wall. The intense suffocating sensation made him want to smash open a hole in his chest.

"The Vicious Ghosts are gone."

Zhu Zhongwen was in slightly better shape, but cold sweat kept breaking out across his face.

"Did he do something?"

He turned his gaze toward Jiang Qiao, hoping for an answer.

All the Vicious Ghosts amid the flames outside began slowly fading away, like flowers reflected in a mirror or the moon reflected in water.

His heart, which had nearly leaped out of his throat, gradually returned to normal as well.

A crisis that had nearly brought utter disaster had been resolved so abruptly?

He could be certain.

Those Vicious Ghosts before them had absolutely not been illusions!

"All right, close the elevator. We're continuing to the Eighteenth Floor."

Jiang Qiao offered no further explanation.

This was actually the first time he had discovered that "Demonization" combined with "Share with Those Who See" could convert the supernatural damage from over a hundred Vicious Ghosts entirely into his own power.

Before both talents had reached the Seventh Tier, this would have been absolutely impossible!

"The Sixth