Li Su frowned deeply. This tremor was anything but simple.
Though the Demon-Subduing Tower looked like a tower from the outside, within it, it was essentially a succession of separate spaces.
Take the space Li Su was in, for instance. One punch from him could make this space tremble, but transmitting that vibration to other floors was another matter entirely—extremely difficult.
Yet the violent tremors coming from overhead had not only crossed the spatial barriers between floors, but had passed through dozens of floors in succession. The power behind them was undoubtedly terrifying.
The spatial partitions of the Demon-Subduing Tower were not ordinary spaces like those on the Other Shore, which shattered at the slightest touch. Their sturdiness was beyond imagination.
Even Li Su himself would probably have to wield the power of the Primordial World to achieve such a thing. In other words, he would have to risk his life.
As that thought settled, he could no longer sit still.
Could something have gone wrong inside this Demon-Subduing Tower too? Was some terrifying existence sealed above?
Not to mention Bai Su and the others were still outside—although he had broken through, he remained exceedingly cautious. He had no desire to inexplicably come face-to-face with some ancient horror.
Stopping his cultivation, Li Su rose to his feet, intending to go out and assess the situation first.
But.
How was he supposed to get out?
After the stampede of cattle ended, it seemed to have stopped completely. From the moment he advanced until now, there had been no reaction whatsoever.
Just as he stood up and decided to leave, the three lines of words above his head began flickering once more, constantly changing.
Very soon, the scene before his eyes shifted. The vast stretch of yellow sand around him vanished, and