Fang Mo had suspected his grandfather would not give up, but he had not expected him to be quite so persistent.
Now that he had joined forces with Kruger, they might actually make it into the third level.
Still, Fang Mo had anticipated this. His plan was to speed up and open the passage to the fourth level. According to the rules of the Yin Ruins, opening the passage to the next level would close the previous level.
All living beings there would be sent out of the Yin Ruins space. The few people remaining on the first level might already have been expelled.
Upon entering the third level, he found that the mutant beasts had indeed grown stronger again. Even the weakest were essentially at the late heavenly human realm, while transcendent realm mutant beasts were everywhere.
This was because Fang Mo's arrival had raised the average strength within the Yin Ruins space.
If he did not open the passages, probably very few people could kill the Ancient Beasts guarding them. Tie Xiaochuan had said Fang Mo could charge all the way to the ninth level without any trouble, but Fang Mo felt it would not be that easy.
The farther he went, the stronger they would probably become. He wondered what sort of Ancient Beast would be on the ninth level.
Putting those thoughts aside, he picked up the pace of killing mutant beasts. He fought every day, honing his various techniques and blade skills while refining Primordial Spirit Fragments to accumulate liquid true essence.
His killing speed was simply too fast, however. After only six days, fluctuations rippled through heaven and earth, and the guiding force appeared.
The martial artists still hunting mutant beasts on the second level likewise sensed a vague awareness: the second level was