The space on the third floor was much smaller. It held several weapons and suits of armor engraved with runes, along with the bones of some ferocious beasts.
A layer of flowing rune-light enveloped the bones, dazzling to behold.
Most of the weapons were stained with blood, and some of the armor was covered in beastly bite marks. They had clearly seen fierce battles.
The old man continued without stopping and went straight up to the fourth floor. Several guards remained on the third floor and did not follow.
At last, the old man stopped on the fourth floor and pushed open a wooden door. Beyond it lay a quiet room furnished with a table and chairs.
"Please, have a seat."
Once Shi Lan had taken a seat at the table, the old man reached out and produced a tea set from thin air.
Runes contained the mysteries of various laws, so it was hardly unusual for them to encompass the law of space.
"My name is Moren. I am the lord of this city, and most of its inhabitants are my people."
The old man poured Shi Lan a cup of hot tea. His expression was gentle, his silver-white hair meticulously groomed, and his every movement carried a steady composure.
"You must have come from beyond the realm."
"What makes you say that?"
Shi Lan raised her eyes, somewhat surprised.
"Over the past few years, more and more people from beyond the realm have appeared in the Qiong Luo Realm."
The old man sighed and gave a slight shake of his head.
"That piece of black stone was cracked by an outpouring of mental power. A runemaster would not misjudge their own strength."
"Are there many people from beyond the realm in the Qiong Luo Realm?"
Shi Lan was