"Let me out!"
The moment Chen Lin stepped onto the final step, an enraged roar rang in his ears.
Even as he focused and raised his guard, a thought stirred in his mind.
This time, at last, it was not the Old Monk's line, "Why aren't you kneeling before the Buddha Ancestor?"
Chen Lin quickly surveyed the sight before him, his gaze filling with astonishment. Not only were the monks gone, but the surroundings had changed as well. Instead of an ordinary hall inside a tower, he stood in a space wreathed in black qi, its edges stretching beyond sight.
At the very center of the space, a Pitch-Black Colossal Pillar spanned its entire height. At the pillar's base was a chain densely covered in runic inscriptions, with an enormous creature fully thirty feet tall shackled to its far end.
The roar just now had come from this creature.
"Hahaha! Someone's finally come again! Hurry and release me, and I shall grant you eternal life!"
Upon seeing Chen Lin and the others, the creature burst into excited laughter. It shook Chen Lin until his head spun and his vision blurred, nearly knocking him down.
He was inwardly alarmed.
If its laughter alone possessed such tremendous power, just how powerful must this creature be?
Fortunately, it was bound by a chain. Otherwise, it could have slaughtered them all in a single encounter.
Yang Qianxing also looked horrified, and even began regretting that he had not left through the Light Gate. This monster's oppressive aura was countless times stronger than He Jinlin's. It had surely surpassed rank nine and reached the pseudo-immortal realm!
Moreover, apart from this enormous monster, shadows flickered through the space, suggesting other dangers lurked here as well. Finding a passage to the next floor in such an environment