At that moment, Shen Haoran, who was inside the Slaughter Tower, had no idea what a huge commotion he had caused. He was currently staring at the Guardian before him with a grim expression.
Before Shen Haoran stood a young man in fitted clothes. An ice-blue longsword was casually angled in his hand, and he wore a harmless-looking smile, his pure eyes fixed on Shen Haoran.
However, Shen Haoran felt immense pressure from this young man. The five floors below had posed no challenge to him, but upon entering the Sixth Floor, the Guardian's strength had undergone a qualitative leap. Now Shen Haoran understood why Brother Zeng had said that out of the five hundred Inner Sect disciples of the Celestial Spirit Sect, only a dozen or so had ever passed the Sixth Floor!
