Thunder Island.
Lin Fan appeared.
"Too bad the guardian of the ninth floor was absurdly strong. He killed me in an instant."
Lin Fan shook his head.
"Chaos City Lord told me to find him once I'd fully comprehended the first two diagrams. The time has come."
He raised his head and looked toward the towering mountain at the heart of Thunder Island, its peak lost in the clouds.
With a thought, Lin Fan teleported straight to the summit.
At its far end stood a magnificent palace that radiated an ancient aura.
Lin Fan took a deep breath and entered the Chaos Temple.
Deep inside the hall, an imposing figure stood with his back to him.
The figure wore dark red battle armor, with a scaled tail extending beneath it.
"Lin Fan pays his respects to his teacher."
Lin Fan stopped and bowed deeply.
The imposing figure slowly turned around.
"Thirty years."
Chaos City Lord's voice was gentle, yet it carried a vast echo that seemed to reach the depths of Lin Fan's soul.
"I thought it would take you thousands of years to fully comprehend the first two diagrams."
"After all, the Taiyuan Chaos Stele ranks among the most difficult of the fifty-two Chaos Steles."
"Yet you not only mastered its first two diagrams in thirty years, you also cleared the eighth floor of Tongtian Bridge. You've far exceeded my expectations."
"You've given me a pleasant surprise—and the human race one as well."
"You flatter me, Teacher. I was merely lucky."
Chaos City Lord shook his head lightly.
"Luck is part of strength too."
Chaos City Lord took a step forward. In an instant, he crossed an immense distance and stood before Lin Fan, studying him with his deep gaze.
"Lin Fan, are you willing to formally join me