The Seventh Floor

After resting for about two hours, Akes stood up.

"Set off."

The remaining thirteen experts flew toward the center of the sixth floor.

At the center of the sixth floor lay an open plain. A pyramid-shaped structure made of stacked rocks stood in the middle. At the base of the pyramid was a glowing entrance—the passage to the seventh floor. More than a thousand Red Rock Demons were packed densely around the entrance.

Everyone slowed down, preparing for battle.

However, the Red Rock Demons' reaction took everyone by surprise.

Sensing people approaching, they all turned their heads. When they saw Akes, the blazing white flames in their eyes trembled violently before they scattered in panic.

More than a thousand Red Rock Demons fled in all directions like rats chased by a cat. Some burrowed into rivers of lava, some hid in cracks in the rocks, and some even slammed directly into the walls, vanishing without a trace.

"This..." Faen was stunned.

He had already prepared himself for a hard battle. There were over a thousand Red Rock Demons on the sixth floor, each possessing Saint-level combat power. Some of the especially massive ones were even close to the Saint-level Peak.

The group fell silent for a moment before continuing toward the pyramid.

Beside the entrance to the passage at the pyramid's base lay two divine artifacts. One was a blood-red curved blade, its edge flowing with a dark crimson glow and radiating a dense aura of slaughter. The other was a staff with a silver-white shaft and a fist-sized blue gemstone embedded at its tip.

"Divine artifacts." Tuli Lei's eyes lit up. He was a warrior, and that blood-red curved blade clearly suited him.

He looked at Akes, hesitating to speak. He knew that Akes had the final say in