Lanling said, "Yes!"
The pale-faced old man said, "Your Flame Demon Banner hostage is on the Thirteenth Floor. If you want to take them away, go in. The master is waiting for you, but only you and the Little Rakshasa King can go in. Otherwise, Suo Mo's head will be cut off immediately."
Listening to him speak, he should be the eunuch of Master Chonglou.
Lanling and the Little Rakshasa King exchanged a glance, then nodded.
A Blood Wolf King, who appeared like a Golden War God, stepped forward and sneered, "Does it matter if I go in as well?"
"No..." the pale-faced old man said coldly, "I said only Lanling and the Rakshasa person can enter. If you dawdle any further, Suo Mo and Huo Feng will be losing limbs."
Lanling and the Little Rakshasa King landed on the first floor of the Thirteen Floors.
...
Ahead was the massive gate of the Thirteen Floors, over three hundred meters tall.
Only the Ancient Magic Kingdom could create such a miraculous marvel with uncanny craftsmanship.
