Witch Saint, Mo Yue, Yue Qianqiu, and others invited them to explore the white Giant Tower together. It was already strange and suspicious, so Xiao Ye and his companions naturally were extremely cautious; only after everyone rushed in did they carefully step inside.
Upon entering, Xiao Ye immediately sensed a terrifying aura sweeping over, suppressing their Spiritual Sense.
He looked around, seeing darkness all around, a passage leading downward, already inside the white Giant Tower. The tower's walls were made of unknown material, difficult to shake.
The group cautiously surveyed their surroundings, guarding against danger while flying downward.
Since it could be called a Holy Land by the Semi-Saint of the Blood Slaying Clan, this place was definitely extraordinary.
Sure enough, the group flew downward for a full five days and still hadn't reached the bottom of the White Tower. The scenery remained unchanged as if they were trapped in a maze.
"What's going on?"
