Chapter 343
In the darkness, Lin Yi felt his way along the wall alone, slowly approaching the Eighteenth Floor.
The closer he came to the doors of the Eighteenth Floor, the stranger the wall felt beneath his hand.
At first, it had been cold and hard, like ice. Farther along, it had become soft and sticky, and now it radiated warmth.
It was as though he were touching a creature's internal organs rather than a stairwell wall.
Ignoring the sensation beneath his hand, Lin Yi stopped in front of an iron door that sealed off the Eighteenth Floor.
The iron door was icy cold, and the instant he touched it, an indescribable chill seeped into him.
Clearly, it could not be opened without a key.
And the key was in the attendant's possession.
Lin Yi had come up this time only to take a preliminary look at the Eighteenth Floor.
He had no idea what dangers awaited him there, or even whether there were any potion ingredients inside.
He could not see what was on the Eighteenth Floor, either. Only by opening the iron door with the attendant's key and going inside could he find out.
After standing silently before the iron door for a while, Lin Yi placed his hand on it.
He intended to use his ability, [Deconstruction and Transference], to bypass the iron door.
But just as he activated his ability and was about to deconstruct it, an indescribable chill surged up from the soles of his feet.
The sensation came so abruptly that Lin Yi instantly abandoned the idea of deconstructing it.
At the same time, the Thorns wrapped around his arm began writhing rapidly, blooming with blood-red roses.
The moment he regained his senses, Lin Yi discovered that the iron door before him had opened