Fallen Martial Hero. The moment Lin Mo read that, a certain foreboding feeling hit him. He couldn't quite put it together what exactly it was, so he waited for the wall to open up and the Floor Guardian to step out.
Right as its foot emerged from the fissure, Lin Mo's chest tightened.
[Fallen Martial Hero - Ye Zhong]
A Floor Guardian with a given name?! That was unprecedented. Furthermore, compared to the masked Fallen Martial Artist, this guardian stepped out of the wall looking like any other cultivator. He had the air of an expert, even his steps seemed to be demonstrating a martial technique.
And his eyes... It didn't feel dead at all. It had a wisp of intelligence, perhaps memory. The only thing that made Lin Mo convinced that he was generated by the tower was his pale skin and blue lips like those of a dead person.
