One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

He knew that with every passing minute and second, the danger Ace faced would increase.

Every inch of land here was filled with danger, but he was not afraid and his steps did not hesitate at all. He moved quickly and carefully through this dark passage, alert to the danger that might appear at any time.

Soon, Ling Tian came to a staircase. This staircase looked dilapidated and dangerous, like an ancient relic that was eroded by time and was crumbling.

The wooden stair treads were rotten and had holes of varying sizes in many places, as if the entire staircase would collapse if stepped on lightly.

The handrails of the stairs were also incomplete, with only a short section left in some places, standing there abruptly.

The surroundings were filled with a thicker darkness, which seemed to have life, tightly wrapped around the stairs. From the bottom of the stairs came a faint pungent stench of decay, as if something had been rotting in the depths of the darkness for a long time.

Ling Tian stood in front of the stairs, paused for a moment, staring intently into the depths of the darkness, then took a deep breath and resolutely stepped onto the stairs.

Ling Tian knew very well that this was the only path leading to the second level, and it was a hurdle he had to overcome in order to continue to advance deeper into the city to rescue Ace.

However, there was a Den Den Mushi at the stairwell, closely monitoring the surrounding movements. The Den Den Mushi was like a loyal guard, with round eyes that revealed a mechanical coldness, staring at every corner of the stairwell motionlessly.

Ling Tian approached cautiously. His footsteps were as light as a falling feather. He was extremely careful with every step, for fear of making the slightest sound to alert the Den Den Mushi.

His body leaned forward slightly, like a lurking cheetah, ready to attack or avoid danger at any time.

His eyes were fixed on the round eyes of the Den Den Mushi, and his eyes showed a high degree of concentration and vigilance, as if he wanted to take in every movement and every subtle change of the Den Den Mushi.

Suddenly, he turned sideways like a ghost, and his body turned quickly with an agility that was almost beyond common sense.

At this moment, his muscles tensed up instantly and burst out with powerful strength. He was like an arrow shot from a bow, hiding in the shadow beside the stairs at an extremely fast speed.

The shadow was like his natural shelter, completely concealing his figure in an instant, and he successfully avoided the surveillance of the Den Den Mushi.

Then, he walked down the stairs without hesitation. Although his steps were quick, he remained cautious, and each step was steady on the stairs without any panic.

As he went deeper and deeper, a strong smell of wildness hit him. Finally, he came to the second level - the beast prison.

The place is filled with all kinds of roars and roars, and those sounds are like surging waves, hitting people's eardrums one after another.

Some roars were deep and powerful, like the roars of ancient beasts, full of endless power and intimidation; some roars were sharp and shrill, as if injured demons were struggling in pain, making people's souls tremble. The whole place seemed to be a cursed place, filled with the breath of death, fear and despair.

In the darkness, pairs of eyes flashed with the light of wild beasts. Those eyes loomed in the darkness, like will-o'-the-wisp in the gloom, and each pair of eyes was full of wildness and cruelty.

Some eyes flashed fierce green light, like hungry wolves spying on their prey in the dark; some eyes emitted fiery red light, like enraged bulls, ready to attack at any time.

Just the gaze of these eyes is enough to make people shudder, as if they are surrounded by wild beasts, with the threat of death always around.

The clothes on Ling Tian's body are not ordinary clothes. It is a treasure with magical powers. It can change into any appearance freely. It is undoubtedly his secret weapon.

This dress looks ordinary, but its texture is extremely special. It feels smooth and slightly cool to the touch, as if it was woven from some mysterious silk thread from the deep sea.

The color of clothes will show subtle changes under different lights, just like hiding endless mysteries waiting to be revealed.

I saw the dress begin to glow. The light was very faint at first, like the first ray of light emitted by a firefly in the dark.

The faint light was like a speck of phosphorescent fire, slowly moving between the textures of the clothes and gradually spreading. Then, the light became brighter and began to flicker rhythmically, as if transmitting some mysterious signal.

As the light flickered, his entire figure gradually disappeared. First, his feet seemed to be swallowed by the darkness and slowly disappeared, followed by his legs and torso, until his entire body was completely hidden in the air.

In this prison full of dangerous beasts, he was like an invisible ghost. Every inch of the air here was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, and the darkness was as thick as a substance, almost crushing people.

Ling Tian explored cautiously, and every movement he made was as light as possible, as if he was afraid of disturbing the unknown existence in the darkness.

He was like an engineer walking in a minefield. He would test every step before taking it, carefully feeling the surrounding environment.

The surroundings became increasingly eerie and terrifying, a horror that penetrated deep into the bones. Darkness was like a surging tide, constantly pouring in from every corner, swallowing up the only bit of light.

From time to time, the roar of wild beasts could be heard from the dark corners. The roar sounded like thunder, echoing in the empty prison, as if it was a roar from hell.

Each roar was like the call of the god of death, with endless deterrence. The sound bounced back and forth between the walls, forming waves of sound that hurt people's eardrums and made people terrified.

In this endless darkness and terrifying roar, there seem to be countless pairs of prying eyes hidden, ready to tear intruders into pieces at any time.

Just as Ling Tian was concentrating on finding a way to get down to the third floor, a chaotic and hurried sound of footsteps came from far away.

He raised his head vigilantly, his eyes scanning the direction where the sound came from like lightning.

I saw a group of jailers running up quickly from below. Their figures seemed a little blurry under the dim light, but their menacing momentum was clearly felt.

The jailers all had serious expressions, and their eyes revealed a ferocious look of anger.

The reason why they ran up so eagerly was because the surveillance Den Den Mushi saw Ling Tian escaping.

After receiving the news, the jailers immediately put down their work and rushed towards Ling Tian. They held their weapons tightly in their hands, and the weapons made slight clash sounds as they ran, as if playing a prelude to the upcoming battle.

Looking at the direction the jailers were running from, Ling Tian's eyes flashed with light. He keenly realized that the passage the jailers were running from was most likely the road leading to the third floor.