The Golden Armored Warrior gripped the hilt of its long saber with both hands, its scarlet eyes fixed on everyone. Then it twisted its hands again, and the entire Great Hall stopped shaking.
For a moment, the Great Hall fell silent.
"Retreat!" Miller shouted. He was anxious about the situation, but there was no time to investigate it closely.
His Mental Power had yet to determine what had happened. Retreating for now was the best choice.
The Martial Artists reacted instantly as well, turning to leave the elevated platform.
Unfortunately, it was already too late. In an instant, the entire Great Hall thundered, and the floor collapsed inward all at once.
Below it was a pitch-black abyss.
The sudden collapse gave even Xiantian Masters no time to steady themselves. Everyone plummeted into the deep hole.
Yet the Golden Armored Warrior did not fall with them. The base of the platform extended from and was supported by a rock beside the hole. Naturally, that rock could move, which explained why the platform had risen from the ground.
Chen Mo was genuinely surprised. Had the Golden Armored Warrior wiped out all the Martial Artists and Ability Users here? Or was this expedition ending just like that?
He leaned forward, wanting to see what was inside the abyss. Unexpectedly, that movement drew the Golden Armored Warrior's attention.
Chen Mo had originally been standing in the shadows of a beam, where no one could spot him. Besides, the various Talismans on him would not attract attention.
But when he poked his head out, the Golden Armored Warrior happened to look up at the rooftop, and their eyes met.
As those scarlet eyes met his, it opened its mouth to roar.
Chen Mo flashed onto the platform. The Soul Chasing Nail in his hand, driven