Meanwhile, on the other side, the dean had just finished the eighth floor.
After entering the tower, he had passed the first floor with ease. He did not need to stop on any floor until the sixth.
But the moment he stepped onto the sixth floor, strong restrictions locked his body in place. He could not move forward at all.
He checked every corner of the floor, but he could not find the trial.
Instead, all kinds of fierce beasts rushed at him from every side. They roared and attacked without stopping, trying to force him out of the sixth floor.
The dean refused to give up. He pushed forward with his overwhelming strength.
He fought hard through the waves of beasts and finally broke through the restrictions. In the end, he reached the eighth floor.
By then he was exhausted. His core felt completely drained of its compressed mana. He sat down and took some time to rest and recover his power.
