Outside the Nine-Layered Tower, the instant Qin Ya vanished from the seventh layer, the light screen projected by the Tomb Guardian shattered. The crowd was in turmoil, their faces etched with disbelief. They immediately turned to the Tomb Guardian, looking anxious.
'Oh my god! Qin Ya broke through the seventh layer and reached the unprecedented eighth layer! For you to take down the light screen at a time like this... are you trying to kill us with suspense?'
The Tomb Guardian seemed to have guessed their thoughts. He smiled faintly and said, "I can understand how you all feel. To be honest, I'm quite curious myself. However, the eighth layer is the Saint's Land of Inheritance. Even I cannot pry into it in the slightest."
Hearing this, the crowd was itching with curiosity, but there was nothing they could do.
'Wait, the Saint's Land of Inheritance!'
It was as if their minds had been struck by ten thousand bolts of lightning, leaving them completely dazed.
