Xiao Yi's gaze slowly lifted, staring directly at the mural on the ninth floor in front of him.
Within the entire Qingtian Tower.
There are a total of nine floors, each with a mural.
The first eight floors each represent the seven emotions and six desires, and in the process of comprehension, Xiao Yi's state of mind has been greatly enhanced.
He had been curious about what the mural on the ninth floor contained.
How could it have trapped the Sky Suppressing King for hundreds of thousands of years, unable to fully comprehend it?
But just one glance...
Xiao Yi's body trembled sharply.
His pupils contracted violently, ripples circling in his eyes.
Transforming into two swirling vortices.
Continuously rotating.
As if they were turning into two pitch-black bottomless pits!
The pupils reflected the scene of the mural in front, and that mural was actually an ancient pair of eyes.
These eyes appeared grayish-white in color.
