"The flash of fire just now showed you that there were nearly twenty ghosts within ten steps beneath the corridor.
Though there were many of them, they were spaced apart, and each gap was wide enough for one person to pass through.
And judging by where the lighter landed, they were all in a resting state. They moved when they heard sounds, but they had no vision.
We only needed to remember where every ghost was when the light appeared, then weave our way through."
Ji Li tucked his tied-up long hair into the front of his collar, put away the Stage Sword, and focused on the darkness just one step ahead.
The corroded Glass Skybridge was less than three meters wide but twenty meters long, divided among nearly a hundred ghosts.
Trying to cross it under normal conditions would have been enough to discourage most people, much less when they were completely blind.
The psychological pressure would increase beyond anything they had experienced before, because they had no way of knowing whether they would disturb the ghosts while passing through.
The slightest mistake would likely leave them without even a chance to correct it before they were torn to pieces.
And that was not even the main problem. The hardest part of this operation was that they had only caught a fleeting glimpse of the ghosts' positions, limited to the first five meters.
What lay in the remaining fifteen meters was still unknown.
This was no longer merely difficult. It was nearly inhuman.
Everyone broke out in cold sweat after hearing this. Lu Jingting had already begun trembling all over, helplessly retreating to the back of the group.
Instead, Chen Xu reached out and shoved her aside, stepping up beside Ji Li and revealing a flashlight in his palm.