"Creak!"
Demon Suppression Tower, fifth floor.
Su Heng stretched out his hand to push open the thick solid wood door in front of him, and sunlight immediately poured in.
This was a room in the Demon Suppression Tower specially prepared for the Tower Master. The floor beneath his feet was made of marble, adorned with golden, strange patterns.
On the ceiling, layers of gray lines wove into a net.
And hanging on the net were human skulls symbolizing purity and death.
The walls on all four sides, the one facing south contained huge windows, the sunlight streaming in allowed one to see tiny dust mites floating in the beams of light.
And the other three walls.
Each one was adorned with a huge tapestry, the heads of wild beasts, and thick, rustic ebony bookshelves.
Su Heng's gaze lingered momentarily on the tapestry, which was embroidered with a black and white depiction of a dragon turning the clouds and rain.
Near the window was a large desk.