The road here had been unimaginably difficult.
Ji Li had waded through both the strange path and the wicked path. At last, at the cost of one leg and a crippled hand, he had caught a faint glimpse of clearing clouds and seeing the moon.
And this was only the first step, yet it had already been so arduous.
The moment he lifted the Coffin Lid of the Bronze Ancient Coffin, long Hair Strands whipped up and obscured his vision. The wind around him felt like an illusion.
The void was still that same void, but it was different now.
Ji Li clearly sensed that the air here had been completely renewed, mixed with a scent he knew all too well.
It was the place of annihilation he had glimpsed before when he tore open a corner of Fate.
Those scents slowly poured in from the gap in the sky, gentle as a breeze, neither threatening nor crushing.
As for the scene within that gap, he could see nothing at all. He only felt that it seemed to contain another layer entirely different from the void here.
Ji Li's expression remained unchanged, without confusion or hesitation. His gaze settled on the two men whose states were the complete opposite of his own.
Li Guanqi had ultimately entered the game himself. He stood rooted in place, seeming to wear a faint smile, yet his eyes contradicted it.
His eyes looked ready to split apart—this was no mere figure of speech.
Though he was smiling, his eyeballs bulged, and the corners of his eyes had slightly torn, as if he were witnessing an unforgettable sight that had shaken him to his core.
As for Li Yi, there was no expression on his face. Even his gaze had dimmed, with not a trace