“You… how could you possibly find my spatial node?”
The boy, a cultivator from the false dragon lineage, stared at Chen Ping in disbelief.
“Your mastery of the Dao of Space is still far from adequate.”
Chen Ping said coldly, pointing the Dragon-Slaying Sword at him. “Now, can we have a proper talk? Or do you want to follow in the footsteps of that demonic dragon soul?”
Feeling the sharp sword intent from Chen Ping and the pure pressure of the golden dragon aura, the arrogance of the false dragon boy instantly vanished, and fear appeared on his face.
He could sense that this Son of the Golden Dragon was completely different from the last time he came. Both his strength and techniques had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Under Chen Ping’s martial deterrence and the natural suppression of the golden dragon bloodline, the false dragon boy, who called himself “Thousand Faces”, finally became honest and revealed the information he knew.
According to him, the Demon-Suppressing Tower has nine levels in total. The lower three levels mostly hold ordinary dragons or sub-dragons that have committed offences.
The middle three levels hold dragons with greater strength or special bloodlines, as well as false dragons like him who excel at transformation and disguise.
The upper three levels are extremely mysterious. Even he knows very little about them, only that they hold ancient dragons that truly offended the great powers of antiquity or bear enormous karma, and even… the Sin Kings among the dragon race!
The sudden strengthening of the tower’s restrictions and the attacks on the imprisoned beings likely originate from the upper three levels. Some ancient existence has partially awakened its consciousness and is orchestrating all this.
Its purpose appears to be absorbing the power of all the imprisoned dragons to break through the final seal!
“Break through the seal?”
Chen Ping frowned tightly. “If it is allowed to escape, what will happen?”
“I do not know.”
Thousand Faces shook his head, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. “But it would definitely be a catastrophe. None of those locked in the upper three levels are simple. Moreover, the insane way it is now drawing power is itself filled with destructiveness.”
Chen Ping felt the gravity of the situation.
He not only had to rescue Cen Biqing and Old Black, but he also had to stop that existence in the upper three levels!
Otherwise, if it broke free, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“Can you open the restrictions leading to the sixth floor and above?” Chen Ping asked Thousand Faces.
Thousand Faces pulled a bitter face. “I cannot. The restrictions between the middle three levels and the upper three levels are the strongest in the tower, directly controlled by the tower’s core. Unless one can approach or even control the tower’s core, no one can go up.”
“Where is the tower’s core?”
“I do not know. Legend says the tower’s core is inside the tower, but its position is elusive. It could be on any level, or perhaps in an independent interlayer space.”
Chen Ping pondered for a moment, then decided to try communicating with the tower’s core first. He concentrated his mind, spreading his pure golden dragon bloodline aura and friendly intent like ripples throughout the entire tower.
“Demon-Suppressing Tower! I am Chen Ping, Son of the Golden Dragon. I have sensed the disturbances within the tower and have come specially to quell them! Please reveal yourself for a meeting!”
His voice, containing dragon majesty and sincerity, echoed inside the tower.
At first, there was no response. But after a while, the entire Demon-Suppressing Tower suddenly shook violently!
Immediately afterwards, a cold, vast will devoid of any emotion descended like a tide, enveloping the entire fifth floor!
“Golden dragon… bloodline… intruder… disrupting… order… must be executed!”
This will was intermittent, filled with chaos and violence, yet the power it contained was terrifying beyond measure, far surpassing any opponent Chen Ping had encountered before!
Boom!
In the centre of the fifth floor, space twisted. A semi-transparent gigantic figure, condensed from countless runes and spatial power, slowly emerged.
It had no fixed form, sometimes resembling a dragon, sometimes a tower, emanating a terrifying aura that suppressed everything!
This was the spirit of the Demon-Suppressing Tower!
Or rather, the tower spirit that had been influenced, or even partially controlled, by that ancient existence in the upper three levels!
The moment the tower spirit appeared, it launched an attack without a word!
