The Seventh Level World.
When Ye Xuan reached this seventh level, the surrounding space unfolded layer by layer. As Ye Xuan steadied himself, the fluctuations in the space around him also ceased.
There was nothing particularly noteworthy about this level's space; it simply looked like an ordinary tower level.
Before him lay nothingness, completely devoid of any object.
"Could something be hidden?"
Ye Xuan gazed at the plain space before him, refusing to believe that this place would be so calm and empty. That would be even more unlikely.
Hum.
The space in front of him suddenly began to pulse, rippling like waves on a curtain of water, and within that distorted space appeared a silhouette. In that instant, Ye Xuan's expression became one of vigilance.
