Fang Yuan felt his body stiffen as a strong sense of pressure assaulted him as he entered the building.
But soon after, the pressure lifted.
He had entered True Yang Building completely, there was a lake in front of him.
The sky was blue, there was ripples on the surface of the lake, and the surroundings were shrouded in vague foggy mountain shadows.
The guest token in his hand turned into a puddle of cold molten iron, flowing down the gaps between his fingers.
Each guest token could only be used once.
Fang Yuan shook off the liquid from his hand, until they were all gone.
He looked around, finding himself on an island at the center of the lake. There was someone beside him, it was Hei Lou Lan.
"This is the 54th round." Hei Lou Lan did not look at Fang Yuan, instead facing forward: "Look, that is the problem brother Shan Yin has to deal with."
