Not until night fell once more.
Lin Ye stood in his room, looking out the window at the lights of the city below. His gaze gradually deepened.
Moments of peace were always fleeting.
It was time to tie up some loose ends.
With a thought.
[Castling]!
He vanished from the room in an instant. The next moment, he appeared inside the cold, desolate Soul Sacrifice Hall.
Atop the throne, Ah Qiang jerked up his massive skull. The soul-fire in his empty eye sockets flared violently.
"Master!"
"The passage. Have you found it?"
Lin Ye cut straight to the chase.
Ah Qiang rose from his throne and answered respectfully, "Master, the passages to the deeper levels have almost all been sealed by those damned members of the Intelligent Mechanism Race with a high-energy alloy."
"However, thanks to my familiarity with the tunnel structure below, I was able to find a weak point."
