An absolute silence descended upon the second floor of the pagoda after Lin Changsheng's chilling warning.

No one dared to make a sound; even their breathing slowed subconsciously.

Everyone stood frozen in place, their bodies stiff, as their gazes followed the figure who inspired both reverence and fear, until he vanished at the top of the stairs leading to the third floor.

Only after Lin Changsheng's footsteps had completely faded did the heavy, oppressive aura weighing on everyone's hearts finally recede.