Chapter 5700
“You…how could you possibly find my spatial node?”
The boy, a cultivator of the pseudo-dragon lineage, stared at Chen Ping in disbelief.
“Your understanding of spatial principles is still far from sufficient,”
Chen Ping said coldly, pointing his 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?”
Sensing the sharp sword intent and pure golden dragon pressure emanating from Chen Ping, the pseudo-dragon boy’s arrogance vanished instantly, replaced by fear.
He could sense that this golden dragon’s son was completely different from the one he had met last time; his strength and methods had undergone a dramatic transformation.
Under the intimidation of Chen Ping’s martial prowess and the natural pressure of the golden dragon bloodline, the pseudo-dragon boy—who called himself “Thousand Faces”—finally became obedient and revealed the information he knew.
According to him, the Demon-Suppressing Tower has nine levels. The lower three levels mostly imprison ordinary dragons or sub-dragons who have committed offenses;
the middle three levels imprison some stronger dragons or those with special bloodlines, as well as pseudo-dragons like himself who are skilled in transformation and disguise;
and the upper three levels are extremely mysterious, even he knows very little about them, only that they imprison ancient dragons who have truly angered ancient powerful beings, or who bear enormous karma, or even… the sin kings among the dragons!
The sudden strengthening of the restrictions within the tower and their attack on the imprisoned individuals likely originated from the upper three levels, where some ancient being awakened a portion of its consciousness and orchestrated everything.
Its purpose seems to be to absorb the power of all the imprisoned dragons to break through the final seal!
“Break through the seal?”
Chen Ping frowned. “What would happen if it broke through?”
“I don’t know.”
Thousand Faces shook his head, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. “But it would definitely be a disaster. None of those imprisoned in the upper three levels are simple. And its current method of frantically absorbing power is inherently destructive.”
Chen Ping sensed the seriousness of the situation.
He not only had to rescue Cen Biqing and Lao Hei, but he also had to stop the being on the third floor!
Otherwise, if it escapes, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“Can you open the restrictions leading to the sixth floor and above?” Chen Ping asked Qianmian.
Qianmian looked distressed: “I can’t. The restrictions between the middle three floors and the upper three floors are the strongest in the tower, directly controlled by the tower’s core. Unless you can approach or even control the tower’s core, no one can go up.”
“Where is the tower’s core?”
“I don’t know. Legend says the tower’s core is inside the tower, but its location is unpredictable; it might be on any floor, or it might be in a separate mezzanine.”
Chen Ping pondered for a moment, deciding to try communicating with the tower’s core first. He concentrated his mind, spreading his pure golden dragon bloodline aura and friendly intentions like ripples throughout the entire tower.
“Demon-Suppressing Tower! I am Chen Ping, son of the Golden Dragon. I sensed the disturbance within the tower and have come to quell it! Please show yourself!”
His voice, imbued with dragon might and sincerity, echoed within the tower.
Initially, there was no response. But after a while, the entire Demon-Suppressing Tower suddenly trembled violently!
Immediately afterward, a cold, vast, and emotionless will descended like a tidal wave, enveloping the entire fifth floor!
“Golden Dragon… Bloodline… Intruder… Disrupting… Order… Must be punished!”
This will was intermittent, filled with chaos and violence, but the power it contained was terrifying, far surpassing any opponent Chen Ping had encountered before!
Boom!
In the center of the fifth floor, space distorted, and a gigantic, semi-transparent figure, formed from countless runes and spatial power, slowly emerged.
It had no fixed form, sometimes resembling a dragon, sometimes a tower, radiating a terrifying aura of suppression!
This was the spirit of the Demon-Suppressing Tower!
Or rather, the spirit influenced, even partially controlled, by the ancient being on the upper three floors!
The moment the spirit appeared, it launched its attack without hesitation!