The eighth floor of the Heavenly Mystery Tower.
By the time he reached this point, Mu Yuyi's mindset had changed greatly from before. For others, this might have been an excellent place for trials, one that could greatly improve their combat skills and reveal their weaknesses. But for Mu Yuyi, it had completely become a Scripture Repository where he could acquire powerful spells.
Theoretically, from the fifth floor to the ninth floor, he could obtain a total of five powerful spells. Moreover, these spells were not ordinary things that could commonly be found in the outside world, but spells exceptionally compatible with Mu Yuyi's rare attributes. Such things were extremely difficult to find elsewhere.
Whether it was Wind Spirit Shadow Kill, Winter, or Explosive Clay, any one of them could stir up a tremendous storm in the cultivation world if revealed. This was especially true in a remote, untamed place like the Southern Bright Continent. One could tell as much from the fact that very few of those who had left behind these spells were native cultivators of the Southern Bright Continent.
Having come this far, Mu Yuyi had already gained immensely. Even if he stopped here on the eighth floor, he would have no regrets.
But for someone who pursued perfection, Mu Yuyi was not willing to stop here in the slightest. He wanted to charge onto the ninth floor and obtain the King-tier secret tome.
Mu Yuyi stood in the center of the eighth-floor hall, his Tenseigan's three-hundred-and-sixty-degree vision sweeping across the surroundings. He wanted to see what was so exceptional about this second-to-last floor.
Unlike the painted splendor and extravagance of the hall where Zichuan had been on the seventh floor, the eighth floor was much plainer. There were only two colors here: black and white. There