"Die!"
Three golden light swords appeared behind Lin Mo, intertwining like three golden threads, shredding the massive phantom beast before him into a mass of black qi, which then dispersed into the space.
Inside the tower, besides demon beasts, there are also phantom beasts, which are formed from resentment, demonic qi, and hostility within the tower. Their strength is far more fierce than demon beasts, and these phantom beasts excel in soul-based attacks. A slight lapse might result in soul damage, giving them an opportunity to kill.
However, Lin Mo's Divine Thought is incredibly strong; even cultivators at the Condensation Stage can't compare to his cultivation in terms of Divine Thought. "I'm heading to the second level." Suddenly, a subtle yet deep voice reached Lin Mo's ears.
This voice seemed to be transmitted through True Yuan from ten kilometers away; it was Liang Yuan's voice.
"Second level?"
Lin Mo furrowed his brows.
