The voice emanating from the eighteenth layer of the Demon Suppression Pagoda sent Jiang Chen shivering violently. It was rumored that the last floor of the pagoda suppressed an ancient demon who had lived for two to three hundred years. Jiang Chen had always thought this was a rumor, but now he found it to be true!
Jiang Chen was scared out of his wits, but Li Huai was not afraid.
Since the Shaolin Temple had suppressed the enemy here, it proved that they had already limited his power.
Moreover, even if the enemy still possessed the strength of the True Martial Realm, Li Huai was not afraid. With his current power, he could completely escape from the clutches of a being from the True Martial Realm.
So Li Huai confidently walked into the eighteenth layer, and Jiang Chen, grinding his teeth, followed him inside. It was very gloomy here, and sticking close to Li Huai at least provided some form of support.