"Senior, I am ready. Please send me to the tenth level," Yang Chen opened his mouth and said.
Tiandu Emperor had been watching Yang Chen's refining process clearly in secret, and knew that Yang Chen had successfully refined the spirit talisman and was almost ready with his trump card.
He didn't say anything more but merely nodded. The next moment, Yang Chen's eyes widened as he found himself in another space. It was the same battlefield where he had fought the Purple-eyed Demon Monkey a few days ago.
The Purple-eyed Demon Monkey was still there, but it seemed to be firmly bound by a prohibition, its eyes filled with murderous intent. It wanted to rush over to Yang Chen but was unable to do so.
Yang Chen looked at the immobile Purple-eyed Demon Monkey and calmed down for a moment.
