Xiang Beifei remained unharmed as he blocked the terrifyingly destructive magnetic sand, making everyone aware of the eerie nature of this place.
Normally, anyone entering here, upon seeing such a powerful black shadow attacking, would instinctively fight back with all their strength against these black shadows, rather than standing still waiting for death.
Very few people would deal with the dangers here as Xiang Beifei did. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
"Those red lightnings are harmful, but you can ignore the black mist," Xiang Beifei reminded once more.
Ye Qiniang cast Xiang Beifei a charming glance, then beckoned everyone to continue moving forward.
Facing the black mist again, they were much calmer this time. The menacing black shadows continuously attacked them, but as long as they didn’t retaliate, the fierce black mist would dissipate upon impact, having no effect whatsoever.
However, as Xiang Beifei said, they still needed to be wary of the red lightning, although with some caution, the red lightning wasn’t much of a problem.
After flying forward for nearly half an hour in the black mist, Lan Keju suddenly noticed something and exclaimed, "Look over there!"
Everyone followed the direction he was pointing and indeed saw an iron chain broken bridge emerging from the vast black mist.
The broken bridge seemed as if it was cut from the outside, but the other end of the bridge extended into the black mist, leading to an unknown destination.
"To the broken bridge."
Ye Qiniang’s spirits lifted as she led the group down to the broken bridge.
The group quickly landed on the broken bridge.
The material of the bridge was very peculiar; it was not made of stone but pure metal, and upon a closer touch, it turned out to be gold!
The gold seemed to be mixed with other special metals, making it tougher and giving it a black appearance.
"A bridge made of gold, what a grand gesture."
Xiang Beifei couldn’t help but think.
Gold in Jiuzhou is considered a precious currency. If someone from Jiuzhou saw such a gigantic bridge made of gold, they wouldn’t resist the temptation to claim it.
But in the Edge Corner Airspace, gold is just dirt, and no one regards it as important.
The breath soil is the absolute deity here.
Because gold cannot withstand the devouring power of the void, only the breath soil can.
The broken bridge is about four meters wide, and its surface seems to be engraved with strange patterns. However, the surface is pitted, filled with scratches of various sizes, some almost piercing through the bridge, as if attacked by some mighty force, rendering the patterns incomplete.
The whole bridge exudes a cold aura, and stepping on it brings a frosty sensation, as if a chilling cold is surging from beneath, threatening to freeze one’s soul.
"Be wary of this cold aura. According to those who have been here before, this place’s cold aura is very eerie. We have to find a way along this broken bridge," Ye Qiniang reminded everyone.
Xiang Beifei asked, "This Rushou relic has existed for tens of thousands of years. Many people have been here. Haven’t you collected routes, like leaving maps or the like?"
The others all looked somewhat strangely at Xiang Beifei.
Ye Qiniang said with a peculiar tone, "Didn’t Daoist Mu inquire about this place before coming here?"
Xiang Beifei realized something.
Obviously, everyone here must have done their homework before coming in. Just him, being new, was unaware of the situation and came in carelessly.
He immediately explained, "I asked around quite a bit, but among those I know, no one has been here, so information is limited. That’s why I joined this team, hoping some of you know more than I do, so we can share with each other."
With a smile, the Diviner said, "Actually, we don’t know much more than you do. The Rushou relic is always changing. Don’t be fooled by how quiet this black bridge seems now; it might connect to somewhere else later, which is why no one has been able to map it completely in ten thousand years."
He stroked his two eyebrows and continued:
"Normally, those who have been here don’t just share their exploration secrets freely, so we can only learn bits and pieces. Even those who’ve been here a few times essentially start fresh since the entrances are never the same."
The Rushou relics inside are very mysterious; if it were easy to explore completely, it wouldn’t have drifted like a ghost in the void for ten thousand years.
Ye Qiniang told everyone, "I know some of you might be here for the first time, but since we’re all in the same team, I need to remind everyone: no matter what happens, try not to leave the black bridge. The black bridge is ever-changing, and if you leave alone, you might lose your way from your companions."
Except for Xiang Beifei, everyone actually understood this already because each is a seasoned Inquiring Dao Realm veteran, pretending to have post-eternal power, infiltrating this team just to play a sly game.
Even the only two genuine post-eternal Diviners in the team know more than Xiang Beifei.
However, precisely because they are veterans, everyone pretended very seriously, obediently listening to Ye Qiniang’s words.
They continued to walk along the black bridge, its surface very cold, occasionally having cold airs surging at their souls from beneath. In certain places, the cold is extremely fierce, so much so that even an early post-eternal practitioner might not withstand it and be frozen directly.
By now, they had been walking on the bridge for a quarter of an hour, and ahead was still a straight path, without any branches, leading to an unknown destination.