Taking in the Black Tower, the Black Flood Dragon

"We've got it!"

Before long, Zhao Han spotted the Black Tower.

It had to be said: there was good reason the area around the Black Tower had been marked "Inaccessible."

The black holes within the Black Tower's territory were fiercely resisting the enormous black vortex.

Their efforts were futile, but they managed to hold it back a little, keeping the Black Tower from being swallowed right away.

"Thank goodness it's still here!"

Zhao Han's face lit up, and he immediately flew toward the Black Tower.

Along the way, the black holes exerted their full force, trying to suck Zhao Han inside.

But Zhao Han had already reached the Spirit Condensing Realm and was immensely powerful. These black holes had no effect on him.

When he arrived outside the Black Tower, Zhao Han wasted no time and placed his hand against its outer wall.

"Phew..."

"System, take it in!"

Zhao Han didn't bother asking whether the system could take it. He was going to force the issue.

The System Space currently held ten million cubic meters of space. It wasn't boundless, of course—it only had room for a dozen or so skyscrapers.

But taking in a ninety-nine-story Black Tower would be a piece of cake.

The Black Tower was an inanimate object, right? Inanimate objects could be taken in.

The monsters inside the Black Tower looked like living creatures, but they couldn't speak when Zhao Han faced them. He knew they were only puppets or illusions produced by the Black Tower.

At Zhao Han's urging, the Black Tower vanished into thin air. Even the two Kings of Hell statues by the entrance were taken in.

"It's gone! It really went into the space!" Seeing it safely in his possession, Zhao Han was overjoyed.

Now the entire Black Tower belonged to him,