Once again facing Storm King

"Let's head into the Floor of Inheritance," Max said calmly, his gaze fixed ahead as the air around him buzzed faintly with anticipation.

Without waiting for a reply, he walked toward the only visible door in the Dimension of Lightning, his cloak rippling slightly with each step.

Tian followed behind him in silence, his glowing eyes observing Max with a sense of intrigue.

The moment Max stepped through the door, he found himself once again standing at the grand entrance of the Floor of Inheritance—a realm that never failed to impress.

The sky above was constantly flashing with streaks of violet lightning while the world around him stretched endlessly into a sea of floating islands, each one suspended midair and enclosed by shimmering forcefields.

Some islands radiated a ferocious aura, others a more tranquil presence, but all of them pulsed with ancient, raw elemental might.