Lower level.
Fang Heng remained in his soul body form, his heart pounding wildly.
He had almost been discovered.
It had been a long time since he had felt such a thrill.
The defenses inside the spawns' research institute were extremely strict, and the high-tier martial artist guards were just as strong as those he had encountered from the Blue Lizard Clan.
Strangely, however, the pathway on this lower level had no guards at all.
Fang Heng had been prepared for combat, but relaxed when he saw no one.
Yet the coercion effect grew even stronger.
His perception of the coercion source became increasingly clear.
It was just below.
Fang Heng looked down at his feet.
What was that?
He had come this far; he needed to continue.
In soul body form, Fang Heng tried once more to penetrate downward.
He descended three more floors consecutively.
Huh?
Leaping down again, Fang Heng suddenly found himself in a dim cavern.
