Eight Heavenly Kings
"Are you two joking? And what makes you so certain?"
Jin Chengliang let out a cold laugh.
Naturally, he would not trust others so easily—much less these two book demons, who did not even count as human.
"Exalted God, we are certain."
The armored giant with a red face and yellow beard said in a low voice, "There is nowhere in the main library that we do not know, save for one place. That place is extremely unusual—one could call it a forbidden ground. It seems to retain the imprinted aura of Heavenly King Chenling. What emanates from it is immensely overbearing and deeply unsettling."
"Since the main library was established, no one has ever been able to approach that place. In our view, even a somewhat weaker Manifestation expert would suffer a grievous blow to their Primordial Spirit merely by drawing near, crushed by that force."
The monster with nine faces, eight heads, and a dragon body also spoke. This book demon claimed that fiendish spirits like them would grow restless in mind and heart even when approaching from a distance. Only Loose Immortal experts could come slightly closer.
Yet if they wished to advance even another step, the aura of that spiritual imprint left by a Heavenly King-level expert—the supreme majesty it carried—would become all the more intense, its oppression incredibly profound. Even masters at the Loose Immortal level might not be able to pass through.
"For such a place to exist, the most likely explanation is indeed that it is a forbidden ground established by Heavenly King Chenling."
After hearing the words of these two "book demons," Jin Chengliang began to calculate inwardly.
"In my opinion," his expression cold, "you simply want to lure me deep into this great library and use the power