Bai Yang stood outside the tower, gasping for breath.
The feeling of being gnawed on by those monsters was terrifying.
He had barely been able to react before he was plunged into a desperate situation.
The gap between them was not actually that vast. After giving it some thought, he came up with several ways to improve.
For example, he should have kept moving at all times and never allowed his feet to pause.
That way, no matter how fast the Subordinate Earth Dragon King moved underground, it would not have been able to pinpoint his position immediately.
Monsters like that were used to sneak attacks, so they would instead be less likely to attack rashly.
The vibrating blade he had thought of on the fourth floor was also a good method, imitating the principle of a chainsaw.
Even if it was not as powerful as it was underwater, it could still increase his attack power somewhat.
After Bai Yang calmed down, he chose to enter once more.
The many War Gods in the hall saw that he had not quit after his first failure. Instead, after a brief rest, he had chosen to enter again.
Naturally, they did not leave either, choosing to remain and continue watching.
In an almost identical scene, Bai Yang soon found himself inside the tower again.
This time, he used the five-minute preparation period to examine the surrounding terrain more carefully.
This desert was actually quite vast. Aside from the gravel-covered ground, there were also many red stone pillars standing around, twenty to thirty meters tall, their surfaces covered in traces of weathering.
They were called stone pillars, but they looked more like enormous boulders cleverly stacked together.
He immediately felt more confident.
The moment the preparation time ended, Bai Yang sprang away from