"Crack......"
An intangible friction sound rose from the ground, accompanied by gusts of eerie wind blowing upwards.
Nothing had changed in reality, but if one initiated Walking Yin, they could see a sunken floor tile inside the tower door, revealing a dark staircase leading downward.
The Faceless Man, seeing this, floated over and said incredulously:
"I've been confined here for so many years, yet I never discovered a staircase going down."
Li Zhiyuan: "Do you want to go down together?"
The Faceless Man shook his head. His faceless visage seemed to convey complex emotions, but eventually, he just let out a sigh:
"I just want to ascend to become an immortal now."
"Hmm."
Li Zhiyuan turned around, took a step forward, placing his left foot on the threshold of the tower door, his right foot following, and stood firmly.
The threshold was very high and thick, providing a steady footing.
