Whoosh, whoosh—
When only a short stub remained of the incense stick, Chu Liang and the Sword Emperor of the West Sea reached the end of the corridor. There stood a pure white wall, with a raised platform before it and a circular gap of light set into its surface.
It seemed that entering that fissure would lead to the next sword domain, but they likely would not be able to return afterward. Thus, the Immortal Whale Rider did not hurry in and instead waited atop the platform.
Suspended above the fissure was a gleaming treasured sword. From time to time, it would rise upright and release a burst of sword light. In quality, this sword was no worse than the Ancient Xiaoyun Sword, yet in this secret realm, it served merely as a tool within an array.
After Chu Liang stepped onto the platform, he withdrew the remaining puppets around him and turned back. Thanks to him, not a single challenger had died along the way. Everyone had raced onward and was now not far from the end.
Jiang Yuebai and Elder Yin arrived soon after. Seeing that the incense stick was about to burn out, the remaining challengers behind them all sprang into pursuit. But just as they were about to arrive, the sword light flashed once more!
If they froze now, the incense would burn out and the sword rays would arrive in an instant. But if they ignored it and kept moving forward, they would still die.
At the critical moment, the Immortal Whale Rider shouted, "Go!"
The shout was like thunder crashing into their ears. The few who heard it did not hesitate in the slightest and continued charging forward.
The sword light flashed, and in an instant, three white rays shot forth. With a